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emjay · 10-25-2020, 08:43 PM

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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch

What was it with head people and their need to always be so loud and in the absolute center of attention? First the minister of magic who at least sounded jovial but the shrill voice of a woman whose dress made her look like a big yellow lemon was just too much. Oliver’s ears wanted to curl in on themselves. Please someone come and rescue him. Sooner rather than later his wish was granted as a woman in a stunning red dress with an accompanying mask approached him.

Taking a sip of his own bubbly glass he gave a little bow to the woman. "Thank you, madam? Your red dress is very stunning too. I'm Oliver by the way, I work for the Minister’s Office." He wasn’t going to reveal that he was a healer just yet because he didn’t want to spoil the conversation. Usually if he said healer he’d have to spend a lot of time answering questions about health issues big and small and he wanted a night without that.

Kendra's sour mood was beginning to dissipate as she spoke to the man in front of her. Not only was he quite respectful, but he was rather charming too. She was pleased as he complimented her dress. She had wanted to stand out a bit, in a good way of course, and she smiled as she gave him a small, cordial nod.

"Why, thank you. I really loved the color." And the rose trim, but she did think it looked very nice on her, if she did say so herself. "Oh.. pleased to meet you, Oliver. My name is Kendra. Magical transportation." Normally she might think that employees would recognize department heads, but with the masquerade, she found herself enjoying the slight anonymity. "It is nice to have such a lovely party to escape the stress of work for just one night, isn't it?" She thought so at least, but perhaps Oliver didn't know the stress of leading a department or having much of their equipment continue to fail throughout the year.

But as she spoke, she heard a few whispers around and heads turning towards the floos, drawing her own attention. And her eyes soon caught the smoke flittering out around them. "What in Merlin's beard?" she murmured tensely under her breath. Couldn't she have ONE night where she wasn't worrying about something going wrong with her department??

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emjay Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,281 Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5	Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch What was it with head people and their need to always be so loud and in the absolute center of attention? First the minister of magic who at least sounded jovial but the shrill voice of a woman whose dress made her look like a big yellow lemon was just too much. Oliver’s ears wanted to curl in on themselves. Please someone come and rescue him. Sooner rather than later his wish was granted as a woman in a stunning red dress with an accompanying mask approached him. Taking a sip of his own bubbly glass he gave a little bow to the woman. "Thank you, madam? Your red dress is very stunning too. I'm Oliver by the way, I work for the Minister’s Office." He wasn’t going to reveal that he was a healer just yet because he didn’t want to spoil the conversation. Usually if he said healer he’d have to spend a lot of time answering questions about health issues big and small and he wanted a night without that. Kendra's sour mood was beginning to dissipate as she spoke to the man in front of her. Not only was he quite respectful, but he was rather charming too. She was pleased as he complimented her dress. She had wanted to stand out a bit, in a good way of course, and she smiled as she gave him a small, cordial nod. "Why, thank you. I really loved the color." And the rose trim, but she did think it looked very nice on her, if she did say so herself. "Oh.. pleased to meet you, Oliver. My name is Kendra. Magical transportation." Normally she might think that employees would recognize department heads, but with the masquerade, she found herself enjoying the slight anonymity. "It is nice to have such a lovely party to escape the stress of work for just one night, isn't it?" She thought so at least, but perhaps Oliver didn't know the stress of leading a department or having much of their equipment continue to fail throughout the year. But as she spoke, she heard a few whispers around and heads turning towards the floos, drawing her own attention. And her eyes soon caught the smoke flittering out around them. "What in Merlin's beard?" she murmured tensely under her breath. Couldn't she have ONE night where she wasn't worrying about something going wrong with her department?? __________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________ ended like a moth in flames______________________ ______________________don't you worry I'll be fine _________________________________________________you were good for the plot line