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*Holmesian Feline* · 10-18-2016, 12:22 AM

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Originally Posted by Lady Marmalade

Guinevere had just arrived a few moments ago and walking straight over to the seating area after checking in. She wasn’t a new employee, but she certainly felt like one because she didn’t know a single person here. This probably was the perfect opportunity to get acquainted with others, but she couldn’t bring herself to just walk up and randomly start talking to someone, beside she wasn’t in a talkative mood at the moment, so she would probably just observe everyone.

Where should I sit? Gwen thought to herself as she turned to look around. She was not paying attention to where she stepped and bumped right into someone. “Oh… I’m so sorry.” She apologized as she turned to see who she had hit, hoping that they weren’t holding anything that would spoil their clothes.

Another year at the Ministry...another orientation to go to.

Sometimes Gideon wondered if he could get away avoiding it, but then other moments he figured there was a chance he’d happen to miss something important the one time he missed. Or suddenly deal with someone as a boss that punished him for it. So there he was, sucking it up and trying not to play the role as antisocial idiot. At least these events had various locals that one could wander around and not be stuck all in one place just staring at each other. The former Gryffindor had had enough experiences of the during opening night feasts at school.

He had headed over to the seating area in an attempt to not seem like he was just there for food. His gaze flittering around to look for any familiar faces that he might feel okay around or maybe avoid. It was as he had turned in one direction that his body was bumped into, causing him to immediately turn to face the bumper. “It’s oka---,” Gideon assured the woman who apologized, breaking off as he registered she looked familiar.

“Gwen?!”

10-18-2016, 12:22 AM	#19 (permalink)
Holmesian Feline MO & DMLE Chimaera Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: Baker Street Posts: 30,079 Hogwarts RPG Name: Celeste Gert Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Nadia Atreyu-Rehman Gryffindor Fourth Year Ministry RPG Name: Simon Spencer Bennett Law Enforcement Ministry RPG Name: Noah Bennett Minister's Office x8 x8	Toothless - Napoleon of Crime - Gryffinclaw - Owl Emissary - Pirate Auror - DoctorDonna Quote: Originally Posted by Lady Marmalade Guinevere had just arrived a few moments ago and walking straight over to the seating area after checking in. She wasn’t a new employee, but she certainly felt like one because she didn’t know a single person here. This probably was the perfect opportunity to get acquainted with others, but she couldn’t bring herself to just walk up and randomly start talking to someone, beside she wasn’t in a talkative mood at the moment, so she would probably just observe everyone. Where should I sit? Gwen thought to herself as she turned to look around. She was not paying attention to where she stepped and bumped right into someone. “Oh… I’m so sorry.” She apologized as she turned to see who she had hit, hoping that they weren’t holding anything that would spoil their clothes. Another year at the Ministry...another orientation to go to. Sometimes Gideon wondered if he could get away avoiding it, but then other moments he figured there was a chance he’d happen to miss something important the one time he missed. Or suddenly deal with someone as a boss that punished him for it. So there he was, sucking it up and trying not to play the role as antisocial idiot. At least these events had various locals that one could wander around and not be stuck all in one place just staring at each other. The former Gryffindor had had enough experiences of the during opening night feasts at school. He had headed over to the seating area in an attempt to not seem like he was just there for food. His gaze flittering around to look for any familiar faces that he might feel okay around or maybe avoid. It was as he had turned in one direction that his body was bumped into, causing him to immediately turn to face the bumper. “It’s oka---,” Gideon assured the woman who apologized, breaking off as he registered she looked familiar. “Gwen?!” __________________