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Uncle Moose · 02-19-2021, 08:55 PM

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Originally Posted by Zoe

As he stared at the fountain, the blond wasn't paying attention to his surroundings and probably wasn't doing the best job at monitoring his face. But he straightened up quite a bit when he heard someone approach the fountain. A sideways glance and taking in the sight of Saul brought him some relief. Though he couldn't admit to knowing the man very well, they at the very least were in the same department. Surely they shared the same thoughts about these changes, right?

"Evenin', Saul," Frankie muttered quietly to the man, his eyes still focused on the fountain. The phrase For the Greater Good glared back at him. Was it hot in here, or was it the flame that was burning above them? "What a ..." -- there was a noticeable pause that occurred as he tried to think of the right word -- "interesting ... design choice."

It was at this moment he turned his head to take in the man's facial reaction to it all. In doing so, he couldn't help but notice the man's nametag and how it looked a million times better than his. He had a snarky comment that was at the tip of his tongue, but he refrained the urge to let it slip out of his mouth. This was ... all of it ... it just wasn't right.

He was keeping Charles in his peripheral vision, occasionally giving a glance over to the Minister of Magic. Clearly his attire was a major hit. Did no one love his Suave purple suit?...no matter. With many others surrounding the man, now it seemed near impossible to confront him about his earlier thoughts. Saul would do his best to keep his eye on the man through the night though. And he'd still not seen Bain Goldwasser.

His attention was pulled from watching out the corner of his eye when he heard his name. He turned his head to see Franklin. "Evening Franklin." He stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets and looked back toward the fountain as his colleague mentioned it's design. Catching the long pause between words. "Well, that's a rather tame word if you ask me?" He shook his head and tried to smile under his nerves.

He turned away from having Charles out of his peripheral vision and faced Franklin. He saw the Auror look at his nametag and while it did say Pureblood it did exactly what he feared. Made him stand out amongst the crowd. Saul was always one to keep to himself mostly and only engage when needed. He looked at Franklin's and saw how it matched the lesser quality to many of the other nametags he had seen before at the entrance. He set down the party favors at his feet. Regardless of his position due to his blood status Saul still feared his job was in jeopardy. "I assume you're thinking the same thing I am?" He wanted to just blurt it all out loud. Yell that this whole gala was a sham. It felt like a trap more than anything.

02-19-2021, 08:55 PM	#29 (permalink)
Uncle Moose Grindylow Join Date: Jan 2011 Location: Cross Guild Posts: 14,378 Hogwarts RPG Name: Von Culpepper Gryffindor Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Taliesin Dane Hufflepuff Fourth Year x7 x8	Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right. Quote: Originally Posted by Zoe As he stared at the fountain, the blond wasn't paying attention to his surroundings and probably wasn't doing the best job at monitoring his face. But he straightened up quite a bit when he heard someone approach the fountain. A sideways glance and taking in the sight of Saul brought him some relief. Though he couldn't admit to knowing the man very well, they at the very least were in the same department. Surely they shared the same thoughts about these changes, right? "Evenin', Saul," Frankie muttered quietly to the man, his eyes still focused on the fountain. The phrase For the Greater Good glared back at him. Was it hot in here, or was it the flame that was burning above them? "What a ..." -- there was a noticeable pause that occurred as he tried to think of the right word -- "interesting ... design choice." It was at this moment he turned his head to take in the man's facial reaction to it all. In doing so, he couldn't help but notice the man's nametag and how it looked a million times better than his. He had a snarky comment that was at the tip of his tongue, but he refrained the urge to let it slip out of his mouth. This was ... all of it ... it just wasn't right. He was keeping Charles in his peripheral vision, occasionally giving a glance over to the Minister of Magic. Clearly his attire was a major hit. Did no one love his Suave purple suit?...no matter. With many others surrounding the man, now it seemed near impossible to confront him about his earlier thoughts. Saul would do his best to keep his eye on the man through the night though. And he'd still not seen Bain Goldwasser. His attention was pulled from watching out the corner of his eye when he heard his name. He turned his head to see Franklin. "Evening Franklin." He stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets and looked back toward the fountain as his colleague mentioned it's design. Catching the long pause between words. "Well, that's a rather tame word if you ask me?" He shook his head and tried to smile under his nerves. He turned away from having Charles out of his peripheral vision and faced Franklin. He saw the Auror look at his nametag and while it did say Pureblood it did exactly what he feared. Made him stand out amongst the crowd. Saul was always one to keep to himself mostly and only engage when needed. He looked at Franklin's and saw how it matched the lesser quality to many of the other nametags he had seen before at the entrance. He set down the party favors at his feet. Regardless of his position due to his blood status Saul still feared his job was in jeopardy. "I assume you're thinking the same thing I am?" He wanted to just blurt it all out loud. Yell that this whole gala was a sham. It felt like a trap more than anything. __________________