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Cult of Walpurgis EraAll historical records pertaining to Ministry of Magic RPG under Ministers for Magic, Alexandra Carlton [IC January 2072 - October 2073; OOC October 2010 - May 2011 ] & Lord Borr [IC October 2073 - December 2076; OOC May 2011 - December 2011]
You know... because we aren't all dorks for knowing about HP creatures
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Of course... He sighed. "It is a fictional creature that is a small ball of fur that has a calming purr, can identify a certain species of person due to its dislike of such, and breeds ten new tribbles every twelve hours if it is overfed." Oh dear Merlin, he knew too much about the little buggers. He blamed Slade. Anything that was muggle he blamed on Slade. And worse, he realized he knew more about tribbles than that... much of it was rather obscure. He officially knew more about a fictional creature than he did about any real one, mundane or magical.
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Even though Nikos was nodding his head as if he understood the man, his facial expression clearly stated that he regreted asking the question that only made him more confused. Maybe he was a muggleborn, and this was a muggle thing. Sure did sound like a muggle thing. "Um...thanks? For explaining it to me?" Nikos turned from the man before he could elaborate more and back to his division head.
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Rinatta gave Violet a polite nod when she was acknowledged and then listened to more of her presentation, somewhat vaguely. Her mind was wandering and when Violet mentioned capturing them she thought about suggesting stunning them. She had nothing against the little creatures, far from, she simply thought it would be funny to suggest it after earlier. It got people debating as well, which was good. She grew quiet again as this was for the knowledge of her fellow employees ,not herself. The only reason that she had spoken up earlier was to try and get more people to. Many were quiet and she knew that some were absent.........Did he say tribble? She was somewhat lost in thought again until she heard a word that she had never expected to at work, or at least that is what she thought he said. Nikos asked Drago what it was and surely enough that is what he said. She listened to Drago explain, trying to hide her amusement in it. Nikos looked at him as though he was crazy ,but Rin couldn't help herself. "Polygeminus Grex , a native species of Iota Geminorum IV. Spends half of its time eating and the rest multiplying." she said quietly, hoping not too many people would hear her. She had watched television all the time as a child with her muggle uncle. That in particular was bonding time and also served as muggle studies in her mother's eyes, despite her dad's objection.
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Drago smirked, quite amuzed at Rin's assessment. He scoot a little closer to her, speaking quietly. He began speaking his language, then stopped and translated. "That would be them. I think you outdid me... I don't think I could name off their scientific classification so quickly."
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Well. Wasn't this woman a little eager? A little bit tooo eager. Chad obviously didn't really like that. The woman WAS a bit rude. Violet was in charge of the meeting after all.
Ohhh!!! Hoorraaayy. Puffskeins. How marvelous. Sarah smiled as she watched Violet walk to the back of the room and approach a large cage, opening it and taking out a couple of the little creatures. She always thought they were quite cute. Though, she was more of a crup person so she never had one.
Sarah glanced over at two of the employees and Rin as they discussed... tribbles? It was meant to be humorous and she had to smile a little. But they also had to move on. Get the meeting moving!
The discussion was moving towards Star Trek of all things? Really? "Hurm."The tall man with the tall black hat shifted in his seat after finally breaking his silence. "One would think that there is wizards or witches out there feeding these writers half truths that the muggles accept as fanciful fiction." A wry grin crept upon his face while thumbing through the book on his lap that had kept his attention until recently.
Drago smirked, quite amused at Rin's assessment. He scoot a little closer to her, speaking quietly. He began speaking his language, then stopped and translated. "That would be them. I think you outdid me... I don't think I could name off their scientific classification so quickly."
Rin felt slightly embarrassed when Drago said that he thought she outdid him. She tended to have an excellent memory for scientific names and taxonomy ,she was a researcher for most of her life up until she moved here. It came naturally and she processed and retained that information for every species of plant and animal she learned of whether magical or non and in this case it appeared fictional as well. "Its one of my uncle's favorites...." she whispered back in a sheepish tone. She liked his smirk....but not necessarily when it graced his lips due to her.
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The discussion was moving towards Star Trek of all things? Really? "Hurm."The tall man with the tall black hat shifted in his seat after finally breaking his silence. "One would think that there is wizards or witches out there feeding these writers half truths that the muggles accept as fanciful fiction." A wry grin crept upon his face while thumbing through the book on his lap that had kept his attention until recently.
Rin turned to look at the man who had made the sound, to see what he would say. She was wondering if he would have an interesting question about Puffskeins, then thought that she would die of embarrassment once she heard what he said. OMG how did he hear her from over there? She was speaking so quietly, did he have bat ears!? Or some extendable ears? Now she was thoroughly embarrassed for having her knowledge of a muggle television show known. "Its hard to say, though definitely a good possibility." She managed to say it without her face turning a 'omg please don't stare at me like that' shade. Really she did think that it was a good possibility though, other than the color, the likeness between the two creatures was uncanny to her. She was silently praying that the man wasn't another of her employee that she hadn't had the chance to meet. She didn't want her employees thinking that she was bizarre, that couldn't be good.
Drago held an amused smile, watching Rin. So many more things came to mind, but he worked at keeping his hands and words to himself at the moment. After all, it might be bad form to be flirting right now. "Don't worry, I know... "The Trouble with Tribbles and Trials and Tribbleations... as well as two novels, one of which the breeding problem was... fixed."
Rin turned to look at the man who had made the sound, to see what he would say. She was wondering if he would have an interesting question about Puffskeins, then thought that she would die of embarrassment once she heard what he said. OMG how did he hear her from over there? She was speaking so quietly, did he have bat ears!? Or some extendable ears? Now she was thoroughly embarrassed for having her knowledge of a muggle television show known. "Its hard to say, though definitely a good possibility." She managed to say it without her face turning a 'omg please don't stare at me like that' shade. Really she did think that it was a good possibility though, other than the color, the likeness between the two creatures was uncanny to her. She was silently praying that the man wasn't another of her employee that she hadn't had the chance to meet. She didn't want her employees thinking that she was bizarre, that couldn't be good.
Warren had impeccable hearing, but his eyesight? Not so much. Delving a hand inside his jacket, the slender man produced a pair of spectacles with tinted lenses. Perhaps his gaze would be less forboding with the frames in place. "Muggles seem to love stories about wizards, dragons, and vampires. A young wizard or witch could make quite a profit in masquerading real magic as fantasy. Something like when real wizards go out in the muggle world, and take to the stage, pretending that magic is an illusion. 'Magicians', I believe they call them." Garbed in black from head to toe, his smile seemed to brighten up his clothing. Mister Dunwich was a rather quiet sort, but when he opend his mouth he had a tendency to ramble.
Warren had impeccable hearing, but his eyesight? Not so much. Delving a hand inside his jacket, the slender man produced a pair of spectacles with tinted lenses. Perhaps his gaze would be less forboding with the frames in place. "Muggles seem to love stories about wizards, dragons, and vampires. A young wizard or witch could make quite a profit in masquerading real magic as fantasy. Something like when real wizards go out in the muggle world, and take to the stage, pretending that magic is an illusion. 'Magicians', I believe they call them." Garbed in black from head to toe, his smile seemed to brighten up his clothing. Mister Dunwich was a rather quiet sort, but when he opend his mouth he had a tendency to ramble.
He didn't like this man. He couldn't really say why, but he just didn't.
Drago held an amused smile, watching Rin. So many more things came to mind, but he worked at keeping his hands and words to himself at the moment. After all, it might be bad form to be flirting right now. "Don't worry, I know... "The Trouble with Tribbles and Trials and Tribbleations... as well as two novels, one of which the breeding problem was... fixed."
She felt even a little more embarrassed as she knew the exact episodes that he was talking about. Oh dear, this man was going to make her pretty work mask come tumbling down if she wasn't careful. Wait.......did he just say fixed!? Two novels? She didn't have the one that had the tribbles 'fixed'. She had the immediate urge to ask him if he had it and perhaps if she could borrow it, but she knew that she couldn't ask him right there in the middle of the conference. He was inadvertently mean, unless he was just amused by it....the latter may have been more likely. "'Fixed', really?" she said in the tiniest whisper that even Drago may not have been able to hear.
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Warren had impeccable hearing, but his eyesight? Not so much. Delving a hand inside his jacket, the slender man produced a pair of spectacles with tinted lenses. Perhaps his gaze would be less forboding with the frames in place. "Muggles seem to love stories about wizards, dragons, and vampires. A young wizard or witch could make quite a profit in masquerading real magic as fantasy. Something like when real wizards go out in the muggle world, and take to the stage, pretending that magic is an illusion. 'Magicians', I believe they call them." Garbed in black from head to toe, his smile seemed to brighten up his clothing. Mister Dunwich was a rather quiet sort, but when he opend his mouth he had a tendency to ramble.
He was wearing tinted glasses indoors??? Rin found this man an enigma and was starting to think he was her employee.......crap and he heard her tribble talk. Well you can't undo what is done and he seemed to be an amiable fellow about it. He engaged her in pleasant discourse instead of snickering under his breath ,so that was a good sign. "I believe it is because the two worlds that we have divided this one into were once one. That some muggles yearn to know this world in its entirety and know in their hearts that it exists." She had her own opinions that tended to differ from others, which sometimes made her sound a little out there ,though she wasn't. "Yes 'Magicians', though there are some decent ones that are truly muggles." Alright , the meeting needed to keep moving. She had wandered completely from the topic of little fluffy booger eaters like they were supposed to be on. Some of the employees seemed more interested in chatting with her than in the meeting. What could perhaps make this more interesting for them?
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He didn't like this man. He couldn't really say why, but he just didn't.
Jealous?
Why should I have any reason to be jealous?
Denial does not suit you, Mentor.
Shut up and let me have it. We're in public.
When did you ever have restraint in public?
I should not answer that, Little Kin.
She turned to look back at Drago as she noticed he fell silent again. He seemed to have withdrawn from the little conversation, and to be back at his own thoughts. She could tell that he was bothered or annoyed by something......but what? She didn't know everything that would bother him yet and she couldn't ask him what was wrong in front of the entire conference. She knew that she couldn't show that she had more than co-worker feelings for him. Why did she have to get involved with someone that she worked with again? Hopefully she could smooth it out after the meeting.
you live your life just once, so don't forget about a thing called love.
Chad facepalmed gently.
Mico mewed.
This was a blasted creatures meeting and there were people talking about magicians. Including one division head. He made a mental note to speak to her later.
And the one that was supposed to be talking, wasn't. He scratched an ear.
"Thank you, Mademoiselle Silvermoon for your time. Can someone else continue, please?" He threw his two other division heads a look to tell them to get talking. Nao.
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Haven't changed that much to say. But man, I still think them cats are crazy.
They were askin' if you were around. How you was, where you could be found....
Steepling his hands on his lap, Warren nodded his head, his hat wobbling slightly atop his head. It was good to see that someone was trying to take charge around here. The man in black wasn't even sure why he was there. Best to act like a team player, lest the ministry find an excuse to lock him up again.
Seeing as how the puffskein discussion was falling short, the department head moved along and looked to the other division heads... which he had to remind himself Rin was one off. Right, need to not get the poor dear in trouble. "I believe that should be you up next, Soph-Na," he murmured tenderly.
This was a blasted creatures meeting and there were people talking about magicians. Including one division head. He made a mental note to speak to her later.
And the one that was supposed to be talking, wasn't. He scratched an ear.
"Thank you, Mademoiselle Silvermoon for your time. Can someone else continue, please?" He threw his two other division heads a look to tell them to get talking. Nao.
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Seeing as how the puffskein discussion was falling short, the department head moved along and looked to the other division heads... which he had to remind himself Rin was one off. Right, need to not get the poor dear in trouble. "I believe that should be you up next, Soph-Na," he murmured tenderly.
Rinatta had to refrain herself from giving a sigh of relief as Chad spoke up. She didn't really want to go into a discussion about such an off hand topic , but she didn't want to ignore the man and the meeting was not continuing. She was trying to keep everyone talking at that point ,without seeming too controlling. She had felt strangely the entire meeting and was uncertain as to why. When he asked for someone to continue and gave both herself and Sarah a look that was not-so-subtle Rinatta nodded and decided she would, in at least an attempt to amend. Then she heard Drago speak again and Oh merlin...not here..please no don't call me that here Drago. You are making me dig my own grave right now. Oh merlin... I am going to get myself crucified... She tried to steel herself and not think about it. "I will begin if that is alright." She nodded ever-so-slightly to Drago, attempting not to show him too special of attention, though it was hard for her. She hoped that the first meeting in which she was a head wasn't a total bust, it seemed to be going south right now. She was going to continue and try to get this moving without digging herself any deeper of a hole hopefully. "Salutations everyone, for those of you who do not know me I am the head of the Spirits division, Rinatta Cross. I am going to take a bit to talk about the creatures represented by this division." Okay not too bad of a start, just keep going like a research meeting." We, of course work with Spirits. But what defines a Spirit? I am here to explain for those of you who are uncertain. A Spirit by definition is one, a being who is non-corporeal in nature. Or rather those that lack a tangible body. This includes a variety of Ghosts, Poltergeists ,and sometimes more obscure creatures that you are unlikely to encounter." Good so far...at least it seemed to be. "Ghosts are those that are the disembodied souls of the once living. They are transparent and incapable of making something react physically ,though they can speak. A Poltergeist is a much more dangerous variety of spirit that is capable of affecting things physically and at times may bear ill intent. They often chose one place to haunt for most of their existence and a fine example may be seen in the cloak closet upon this level. If you are curious it is a fantastic chance to encounter one in a relatively safe environment. Lastly there are a number of spirits that have no true category as recognized by the ministry such as Grims amongst others." That should cover the introduction. "Now that we have covered the basics does anyone have any questions?" She wore confident smile and looked around to Drago and the employee who had begun the discussion of magicians which she was drawn into and to the rest of the room. Someone have a question....please...
Warren narrowed his eyes as Rinatta spoke, no longer having the excuse of the bright light as he wore his tinted shades. Shifting uncomfortably in his seat, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being talked down to. Ghosts, ghouls, and poltergeist were all elemantary to him.
The gravedigger from Azkaban kept quiet as he looked about the room. He'd play their games as long as they held his leash. His long legs had grown tired of running, he ached only for somewhere to call home. Belonging to the ministry was a harsh adjustment. Uncomfortable was an understatement.
He had shown disinterest in most of the meeting, but he couldn't help listening when Rinatta spoke. It of course didn't help that he had engaged her in conversation just before, and prodded her to speak now... even if she likely would have anyhow. Did continuing show a sudden interest in the meeting, or in her? He tried to think on it, and how he would have reacted if it had not been her. But then, if it were anyone else talking of tribbles... No, not even that. Though he did have an honest question that had nothing to do with his attention being on her... technically. And this was what they were here for, wasn't it?
It was probably more of a question for the Department of Mysteries and their death room, but why not? "What do we know of how a ghost or poltergeist is created? And are ghasts in this category?"
Warren narrowed his eyes as Rinatta spoke, no longer having the excuse of the bright light as he wore his tinted shades. Shifting uncomfortably in his seat, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being talked down to. Ghosts, ghouls, and poltergeist were all elemantary to him.
The gravedigger from Azkaban kept quiet as he looked about the room. He'd play their games as long as they held his leash. His long legs had grown tired of running, he ached only for somewhere to call home. Belonging to the ministry was a harsh adjustment. Uncomfortable was an understatement.
Did he just narrow his eyes at her!? Oh no....that guy had better NOT be her employee or he was going to be the first to hate her, or transfer during her role as division head. Oh and when she needed him to speak about creatures he was going to shut up? Lovely....You had better pray that I am not your boss....
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He had shown disinterest in most of the meeting, but he couldn't help listening when Rinatta spoke. It of course didn't help that he had engaged her in conversation just before, and prodded her to speak now... even if she likely would have anyhow. Did continuing show a sudden interest in the meeting, or in her? He tried to think on it, and how he would have reacted if it had not been her. But then, if it were anyone else talking of tribbles... No, not even that. Though he did have an honest question that had nothing to do with his attention being on her... technically. And this was what they were here for, wasn't it?
It was probably more of a question for the Department of Mysteries and their death room, but why not? "What do we know of how a ghost or poltergeist is created? And are ghasts in this category?"
She was scanning the room rather disappointedly until Drago spoke up. Thank Merlin, Ai-Shi. She knew it may look a bit off that he was talking to her so much, but he at least had a question for her...unlike others...She was sure that she could fade the connection....she hoped. "That.....is an excellent question Mr. Carracio." She said with a small, pleased smile. "A Ghost is imprinted upon this world when one is at the brink of death and can't bring themselves to cross the border into the next life. One who has a strong attachment to the world of the living or is afraid of death itself. Their body passes ,but their souls clung to the place between worlds and are unable to ever leave. A Poltergeist is a creature that ,while quite similar, is in actuality quite different. A Poltergeist was never a living human at any point in time, it is still quite speculated as to how they are created though. The two main prevailing notions of the concept are that, they are created by magic itself, some speculation is that they are an amalgamation of spells gone awry. The other that they are born of a mixture of very strong emotions often from multiple individuals. Perhaps both is true, or neither. No one is completely certain." She disliked the thought of his next question, she was certainly glad that she did not have to deal with those 'creatures' in any sense of regularity. " A Ghast is not considered as a Spirit by either the Ministry or from a taxonomy stand point. They are, actually, precisely the opposite and many do not consider them creatures at all. A Ghast is considered in the same category as an Inferi." She was pleased to answer that question and wondered if he had any more for her, or if another would have a question.
OOC:Her answer I derived from HP origins, though blanks not explained in hp media I filled in with mythologies and lore.
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Now it was Nikos' turn to be disinterested in the meeting, he didn't like any sort of Spirits at all. Not a one. But he couldn't just up and leave now could he? So the man just sat there siping his coffee and atempted to listen since they would be tested on this sometime later. He shuddered inwardly at the thought of having to do a project with Spirits.
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How the employees had gone from asking questions about puffskeins to talking about magicians, Sarah would never know. She believed the expression on her face was somewhat like this, "O________________________o". Chad stepped in though and ended the nonsense, turning towards her and Rinatta for THEIR talks. They weren't going to finish Violet's demonstration and instruction on caring for puffskins? Well alright then.
Just as Sarah was about to stand up, Rinatta was one step ahead of her. That woman was always so eager. That's what Sarah admired about her. She smiled as she watched the woman go up to the front and talk about her creature. Though she had to raise an eyebrow at something that Drago Carracio called Rinatta. What... did he say? 'Soph-Na'? Sarah was slightly confused but she shrugged it off. Odd nickname. No matter. Mooooving on. She focused alllll her attention on her fellow Division Head.
Mhm. Questions. Sarah had one. The woman held up her hand briefly and inquired something. "I hope this isn't a silly question but I was always curious about spirits, particularly ghosts and poltergeists, but I never got around to getting certain questions answered. We know that ghosts are those that haven't been able to bring themselves to cross into the next life, but is it possible for ghosts to cross afterwards when something that gave them enough reason to leave? Also, what about poltergeists? Once created through some unknown process that none has determined quite yet, do they remain a poltergeist forever or might they be able to cross into a different life like a ghost?" She hoped they weren't no brainer questions. Now that Sarah thought about the first question, she could already theorize. But sometimes she wondered, why now and not before? What are some ghosts waiting for? A different story for every ghost, she supposed.
He nodded, satisfied with the explanation, and thought of more that he would tell her... some other time. After all, now was not the time for personal stories. Hearing the other question, he thought on it vaguely. There were the house ghosts in Hogwarts, for instance... "That's actually an interesting question. For instance, there are many places that have been haunted for generations. Hogwarts is one of them. Would simply being house ghosts keep them from moving on?"
Closing the book on his lap, Warren coughed while adjusting his shaded spectacles. "If I have learned one thing from the time I have spent amongst the spirits: There are no set rules when it comes to the dead. We can only discuss common themes that we experience in a case by case basis." The tall man took his tall hat and turned it bottom up on the table. Standing at his full height, the dark man with the bright smile, placed the book inside the hat, and proceeded to place the hat back atop his head.
"One common theme amongst ghost stories, is that the spirit has some sort of tether to the physical world. It could be anything that was of great importance to the deceased during their life. If we want to continue with the example of the Hogwarts ghosts, we can see that they are strongly tied with the four houses, but what binds them to these houses? They seem to take pride in their positions, which often leads one to believe their continued presence at the school is a concious choice. I've never met them, so I could be wrong."
Taking a look around the room, Warren paused for a moment, coughed into his fist, and sat down. "The most important thing is to understand the person that came before the ghost. Poltergeist are a good deal more enigmatic, but there are ways to deal with them." Though he was relatively new to the Ministry of Magic, he had spent some time in the private sector, honing his craft in haunted corners of the world.
How the employees had gone from asking questions about puffskeins to talking about magicians, Sarah would never know. She believed the expression on her face was somewhat like this, "O________________________o". Chad stepped in though and ended the nonsense, turning towards her and Rinatta for THEIR talks. They weren't going to finish Violet's demonstration and instruction on caring for puffskins? Well alright then.
Just as Sarah was about to stand up, Rinatta was one step ahead of her. That woman was always so eager. That's what Sarah admired about her. She smiled as she watched the woman go up to the front and talk about her creature. Though she had to raise an eyebrow at something that Drago Carracio called Rinatta. What... did he say? 'Soph-Na'? Sarah was slightly confused but she shrugged it off. Odd nickname. No matter. Mooooving on. She focused alllll her attention on her fellow Division Head.
Mhm. Questions. Sarah had one. The woman held up her hand briefly and inquired something. "I hope this isn't a silly question but I was always curious about spirits, particularly ghosts and poltergeists, but I never got around to getting certain questions answered. We know that ghosts are those that haven't been able to bring themselves to cross into the next life, but is it possible for ghosts to cross afterwards when something that gave them enough reason to leave? Also, what about poltergeists? Once created through some unknown process that none has determined quite yet, do they remain a poltergeist forever or might they be able to cross into a different life like a ghost?" She hoped they weren't no brainer questions. Now that Sarah thought about the first question, she could already theorize. But sometimes she wondered, why now and not before? What are some ghosts waiting for? A different story for every ghost, she supposed.
SPOILER!!: Drago
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He nodded, satisfied with the explanation, and thought of more that he would tell her... some other time. After all, now was not the time for personal stories. Hearing the other question, he thought on it vaguely. There were the house ghosts in Hogwarts, for instance... "That's actually an interesting question. For instance, there are many places that have been haunted for generations. Hogwarts is one of them. Would simply being house ghosts keep them from moving on?"
SPOILER!!: Warren
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Closing the book on his lap, Warren coughed while adjusting his shaded spectacles. "If I have learned one thing from the time I have spent amongst the spirits: There are no set rules when it comes to the dead. We can only discuss common themes that we experience in a case by case basis." The tall man took his tall hat and turned it bottom up on the table. Standing at his full height, the dark man with the bright smile, placed the book inside the hat, and proceeded to place the hat back atop his head.
"One common theme amongst ghost stories, is that the spirit has some sort of tether to the physical world. It could be anything that was of great importance to the deceased during their life. If we want to continue with the example of the Hogwarts ghosts, we can see that they are strongly tied with the four houses, but what binds them to these houses? They seem to take pride in their positions, which often leads one to believe their continued presence at the school is a concious choice. I've never met them, so I could be wrong."
Taking a look around the room, Warren paused for a moment, coughed into his fist, and sat down. "The most important thing is to understand the person that came before the ghost. Poltergeist are a good deal more enigmatic, but there are ways to deal with them." Though he was relatively new to the Ministry of Magic, he had spent some time in the private sector, honing his craft in haunted corners of the world.
Rinatta smiled warmly as Sarah waved her hand and nodded politely. Ah there we go another question. Yay Sarah. Then Drago posed an interesting addition to her question. Excellent, now thing were starting to get going. "On the contrary those are excellent questions Sarah. And that is also an excellent question Drago." She smiled and was about to answer as Mr. Magician decided to cough and speak up. Another question? Oh no he didn't....Did he just cut me off!? Excuse me !? Not only did he not have a question for her, but he thought that he could speak over her and answer the others questions!? Illusions too? Did he think that he was a bloody magician!? Actually he simply stated his own speculations and not precisely answer. She wasn't certain which would be worse, but she was NOT pleased either way. She smiled in a convincingly sweet way, trying not to let her nature get the better of herself. "Excuse me, but do you happen to be the speaker for this part of the meeting? No? Then please sit and let me finish. If you would like to pose a question or a theory after then we may discuss it." She had to restrain herself to be that pleasant. "Now where were we? Ah yes." Now she remembered."Sadly once a human makes the choice to become a ghost, that choice can never be unmade. The ghosts do not stay for pride or duty or even fear. They stay because they chose their path and now must accept that. There are only two choices laid before one when death draws nigh; to pass on to the realm that none living know, or to remain amongst the living, immortal. For those that choose to tread the path of silver, they become forever its slave. Their souls imprint and become part of our realm. Never to die or be harmed, but never to know what awaited them for all eternity or ever shirk their bondage. This is why nearly all ghosts are morose in nature." It was a sad truth, one she knew more about than she really would have cared to." As for Poltergeists, once created they continue to exist. They do not pass on and remain as they are and typically where they are born for all their existence." Poltergeist could be rather stubborn in their own right.
The talk made him remember the old story, and he smiled softly thinking of her tale. Quietly, ever so softly, he said to her, <I have something to tell you later.> It wasn't all words he had taught her, but he figured she'd get the idea.
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Violet pursed her lips, wondering what had happened to her puffskeins. Maybe they would come back to them later. As Rin started her demonstration, Violet quietly got up and snuck to the back of the room, returning the puffskeins to the cage, and then returning to the table. Ooh, spirits, how interesting! Violet knew next to nothing about them, but for the basics. She decided that if there was a lull in speech anytime soon, the least she could do would be to speak up. Though most likely she'd be repeating what someone else had already said. Oh well.