12-18-2019, 05:57 PM
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| Ashwinder
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Emmeline Vance
Ravenclaw Third Year
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Maria Kingstonsdottir Dolph
Hufflepuff Seventh Year
Ministry RPG Name:
Violet Fawley
Ecological Protection
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Laurel Vance-Rose
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SPOILER!!: Fletcher & Bones Quote:
Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl 
He cleared his throat a little as he shook the hand of the first intern. "Miss Renaldi, a pleasure to meet you. I'm Junior Undersecretary Fletcher." Just Fletcher. No first name, no no. And look, there was the second intern. Brilliant timing, Cole. "Mr. Vance, glad you could make it." He shook the boy's hand firmly as well.
Andddddddddd then sat back down. "Please, have a seat, both of you. Help yourselves to some tea and bagels while we wait for Senior Undersecretary Bones." That's right, he was going to use everyone's titles today. Totally fancy. And also, they could make conversation, right? Properly dry workplace stuff. "So, what years are you two at Hogwarts?"
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Originally Posted by sarahlooo January had been collecting a few things for the interns, but she knew that Fletcher would be just fine at getting the meeting room ready. Besides, she kind of wanted to see how he would do with teenagers. The thought was amusing to her.
But she wouldn't make them wait too long. January entered the conference room, pleased to see Fletcher and the two interns getting along just fine. She smiled at them. "Hello, again. I see you met Fletcher." She was SO VERY tempted to slip in his first name there, purely because she knew he hated it. But she decided to be nice.
"Ooh, bagels." How very kind of Fletcher to do those.
January took a seat by Fletcher and reached for a plain bagel and some cream cheese, spreading it around while the interns and Fletcher finished introducing themselves. January pushed the stack of memos to the center of the table. "Everyone take a few of these. We're going to get these sent out." Then she waved her hand to the interns and took a bite of her bagel. Mr Vance....
It took a while before Cole understood that Fletcher meant him. It was his father that got called Mr titles not him, but he supposed he needed to get used to it. Cole quickly sat down and helped himself to a bagel. He liked tea usually, but he didn't feel like any right now. He and Missa we're intering around these people that goverened the whole ministry and magical things in Britain. It was pretty cool, but a bit daunting too, because he didn't want to make mistakes. Munching on his bagel Cole glanced sideways at Missa to see if she was going to respond to Fletcher's question. When she didn't he said confidentley turning his blue eyes to the man. "I'm starting my fifth year as a Gryffindor in september."
It was then that Mrs Bones entered and joined them at the table. Still munching on his bagel Cole took time to swallow before he eyed the stacks of memos interestedly. Grabbing a few of them he asked curiously. "Who shall we send these memos too and how Mrs Bones?" Did the ministry have their own army of owls or we're they supposed to go by foot?
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