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Election EraAll historical records pertaining to Ministry of Magic RPG under Ministers for Magic, Sherman Clark [IC January 2086 - December 2089; OOC February 2015 - June 2016] & Althea Scabior [IC January 2090 - December 2093; OOC February 2016 - June 2017]
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Maybe you’ve eaten your fill and need to do a little jig to keep the party going! Come on down to the dance floor where you can show off your moves AND your awesome style. Ministry employees sure do know how to get down when given the opportunity, so don’t be afraid to let your hair down…you know, in a dignified way, of course. This IS a work event, after all. The lights are a little dim, the dancing vibe is kicking, and there’s plenty of space for everyone to dance their hearts out! Have fun, MoM’ers!
Ember had arrived with her HUSBAND, ahem, Dmitry, but alas, she had lost him. Pity, too, because she was in such a dancing mood. She was going to just...dance without him???? Doing littles twists here and there, Ember was glad she had decided on flats because WOW her feet would have hurt a LOOOTTTTTTT right now.
Dance first, EAT LATER. Or maybe she could mosey on over and get some FOOD and DANCE WHILE EATING because that was the healthiest thing she could have done, right? Maybe not.
Maybe.
She was hyper. She was hyper as hyper COULD BE.
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After checking in and seeing this beautiful event unfold, she noticed the dance floor straight away. She felt the rhythm of the beat and was tapping her foot. She wondered if there were any cute guys on the dance floor she could dance with. She scanned the floor with her eyes and she couldn't find anyone yet. It was kind of early into the orientation. Usually when people had a few drinks, they would loosen up and dance around. Speaking of drinks.
She walked over to one of the tables and picked up a little drink and that made her feel a little bit. Now onto scoping out some cute guys. Where could they be?
It was about time that they came to a consensus on holding their annual orientation as a ball again. Of course it wasn't nearly as lavish as some of the ones in the past - the masquerade ball in the museum would remain as her favorite. But this was such a step up from the past few years.
Mariel was of course dressed fabulously, better than most people here, but that came as no surprise to her really. She always dressed well, even if this wasn't quite a black tie affair. And she wouldn't mind all eyes on her, which was likely to happen as she led her husband onto the dance floor. They certainly made a stunning pair in her opinion.
"You don't mind indulging me in a dance, do you?" she asked as she turned to him once they were in the middle of the floor. Mariel gave him a sweet smile. The song wasn't a bad one and she wouldn't mind putting her arms around him just about now.
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It was about time that they came to a consensus on holding their annual orientation as a ball again. Of course it wasn't nearly as lavish as some of the ones in the past - the masquerade ball in the museum would remain as her favorite. But this was such a step up from the past few years.
Mariel was of course dressed fabulously, better than most people here, but that came as no surprise to her really. She always dressed well, even if this wasn't quite a black tie affair. And she wouldn't mind all eyes on her, which was likely to happen as she led her husband onto the dance floor. They certainly made a stunning pair in her opinion.
"You don't mind indulging me in a dance, do you?" she asked as she turned to him once they were in the middle of the floor. Mariel gave him a sweet smile. The song wasn't a bad one and she wouldn't mind putting her arms around him just about now.
"Of course I don't mind. It isn't every day I get to dance with my beautiful wife." The WSPM owner didn't mind letting his wife lead them through the ministry event. He really felt most days he worked there for as much as he was there in the past few years. When he was working with the prophet he had been the liaison and now with WSPM he spent the majority of his time on level seven, though he wouldn't complain it was his wife's department.
"You look gorgeous tonight." She always was gorgeous no matter what she wore though. Putting an arm around her waist and taking her hand he began to dance to the music. "This is a nice set up for their orientation this year." He wasn't always invited to these things, but he didn't mind staying home with the kids while she came to meet her employees and get ready for the ministry to open back up.
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Drink in hand, Aron made his way to the dance floor somewhat begrudgingly and he was not putting much effort into hiding it. Bloody penguin suit. That was what he was in. A bloody penguin suit. He had almost escaped out of the house without Seren noticing due to what he thought had been a well calculated departure with her juggling both their children, but no. His wife had too keen an eye.Thus...his usual casual wear had been rejected for the evening and he was envious of the bloke at the entrance who clearly did not have a wife at home.
Taking a long sip from his brew of choice, Aron surveyed the dance floor with one hand shoved in his trouser pocket. Conga line? He could go for one of those, truth be told. Make him feel less ridiculous in his attire. He ought to go over and put in a request...after finishing his drink that is.
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Originally Posted by Expecto-Penguin
After checking in and seeing this beautiful event unfold, she noticed the dance floor straight away. She felt the rhythm of the beat and was tapping her foot. She wondered if there were any cute guys on the dance floor she could dance with. She scanned the floor with her eyes and she couldn't find anyone yet. It was kind of early into the orientation. Usually when people had a few drinks, they would loosen up and dance around. Speaking of drinks.
She walked over to one of the tables and picked up a little drink and that made her feel a little bit. Now onto scoping out some cute guys. Where could they be?
The Dance floor wasn’t exactly his kinda thing. But it was so close to the dining tables that it quite reminded Vickers of dinner theater. And that was fine by him-- so long as he was the diner and other people were the theater.
No not even the flute of bubbly in his hand can convince him otherwise. Why does he even have this? He doesn’t drink. But that’s how security blankets work. They are there just in case. Besides, who says he's going to drink it? Crowded room, spilled drink, easy escape. That’s Ravenerding for ya.
He set the bubbly down on a table just as he was trying to pull a seat for himself. And that’s when he felt someone walk by and swooped away his bubbly. He just dumbfoundedly looked on at this woman as she helped herself. Errr… should he tell her that was his?
Wait… he knew this woman. Sort of. The coffee girl. Now the bubbly girl. What is it about them always meeting over beverage?
"H-Hi…" he began awkwardly. Should he tell her she just stole his drink? Would that be rude? But he already started and now he doesn’t know what to say. Yeah classic Vanderbilt.
"Uhm… careful with that, it… could stain your dress." Smooth. Not.
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Originally Posted by kayquilz
Ember had arrived with her HUSBAND, ahem, Dmitry, but alas, she had lost him. Pity, too, because she was in such a dancing mood. She was going to just...dance without him???? Doing littles twists here and there, Ember was glad she had decided on flats because WOW her feet would have hurt a LOOOTTTTTTT right now.
Dance first, EAT LATER. Or maybe she could mosey on over and get some FOOD and DANCE WHILE EATING because that was the healthiest thing she could have done, right? Maybe not.
Maybe.
She was hyper. She was hyper as hyper COULD BE.
With a stock pile of food on his plate, Theophilus should probably have taken a seat to fill his stomach, but no. That was not in his ways. He would go back for a second plate, potentially a third and he'd definitely try for a fourth. BUT HE WANTED TO DANCE. Music was playing and he was feeling goooooood. He'd kept this job for a whole year now and not returned to his previous career, which was what everyone in his family had expected of him. Nah, it was a good job here. He liked it. He liked the new opportunities he had ahead of him. He could further himself, instead of isolating to a endangered species.
Plate in hand, chicken drumstick in mouth... Theophilus moved across the floor, giving a few hip bumps to those that he passed. HELLOOOOO OLD AND NEW FRIENDS. HELLO.
With a stock pile of food on his plate, Theophilus should probably have taken a seat to fill his stomach, but no. That was not in his ways. He would go back for a second plate, potentially a third and he'd definitely try for a fourth. BUT HE WANTED TO DANCE. Music was playing and he was feeling goooooood. He'd kept this job for a whole year now and not returned to his previous career, which was what everyone in his family had expected of him. Nah, it was a good job here. He liked it. He liked the new opportunities he had ahead of him. He could further himself, instead of isolating to a endangered species.
Plate in hand, chicken drumstick in mouth... Theophilus moved across the floor, giving a few hip bumps to those that he passed. HELLOOOOO OLD AND NEW FRIENDS. HELLO.
OH HELLLLLO HIP BUMP!
Ember booty-bumped back at the fellow, laughing a little as she noticed his chicken. "HI! That looks GOOOD! You're brave, dancing and eating at the same time!" she said loudly, trying her best to be heard over the music. The blonde was cheerful. Again, where was her husband?! Not dancing. And he normally liked dancing, didn't he? Well fancy dancing.
And whatever this man as doing..and Ember, too, was not fancy dancing. "I'm EMBER!" she said as she held out her hand. The song had ended, and there was a small reprieve for everyone to gather their breaths before the next BOOGY STARTED. "From LEVEL FOUR. Creatures!" She piped up.
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Lucky for Mercedes, she got the chance to drag her hubby along to the Ministry ball, not that Chris ever needed that. He of course was happy to tag along. After stopping by check-in, and getting a sweet bag. She grabbed a table for them. She met back up with he by the dance floor.
Yep they were going to dance, of course they were. Chris would never turn down a chance to dance. One of the many reasons why she adored her hubby. 'Would you like to dance there, Chrissypoo?" Yes the y were a very mature couple. She grabbed his hand and lead them to the dance floor.
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OH HELLLLLO HIP BUMP!
Ember booty-bumped back at the fellow, laughing a little as she noticed his chicken. "HI! That looks GOOOD! You're brave, dancing and eating at the same time!" she said loudly, trying her best to be heard over the music. The blonde was cheerful. Again, where was her husband?! Not dancing. And he normally liked dancing, didn't he? Well fancy dancing.
And whatever this man as doing..and Ember, too, was not fancy dancing. "I'm EMBER!" she said as she held out her hand. The song had ended, and there was a small reprieve for everyone to gather their breaths before the next BOOGY STARTED. "From LEVEL FOUR. Creatures!" She piped up.
Theo's infectious laugh filled the surrounding area and he offered a drumstick to his new dancing partner. Partners, obviously, because Ember had given him a bump back! That, in his nephews terms, would have meant that they were best friends. "Have some!" Aha, ho ho! What a joyous occasion! Maybe he'd had just a little too much food earlier, because he got very jolly when his tum was full. NEVER FULL, THOUGH. A DARCY HAD MAXIMUM CAPACITY. Always.
"I know who you are, Ember!" He laughed again, creeping his face into a decent level of light with a grin. "It's me! Theophilus!" Aha! Ho ho!
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Jordan hadn't been in the ministry for quite some time but had finally managed to get out of Mungo's early enough to attend orientation with his wife at her new job. He had felt bad that he hadn't been sure if he'd make it or not and had been happy his patient had finally become stable so he could.
Walking along the side of the dance floor he looked around for Alex hoping to spot her somewhere nearby. He had messaged her but knew that the magic around may not have gotten through with her cell phone. His blue eyes darted around looking and hoping to spot her somewhere.
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The Dance floor wasn’t exactly his kinda thing. But it was so close to the dining tables that it quite reminded Vickers of dinner theater. And that was fine by him-- so long as he was the diner and other people were the theater.
No not even the flute of bubbly in his hand can convince him otherwise. Why does he even have this? He doesn’t drink. But that’s how security blankets work. They are there just in case. Besides, who says he's going to drink it? Crowded room, spilled drink, easy escape. That’s Ravenerding for ya.
He set the bubbly down on a table just as he was trying to pull a seat for himself. And that’s when he felt someone walk by and swooped away his bubbly. He just dumbfoundedly looked on at this woman as she helped herself. Errr… should he tell her that was his?
Wait… he knew this woman. Sort of. The coffee girl. Now the bubbly girl. What is it about them always meeting over beverage?
"H-Hi…" he began awkwardly. Should he tell her she just stole his drink? Would that be rude? But he already started and now he doesn’t know what to say. Yeah classic Vanderbilt.
"Uhm… careful with that, it… could stain your dress." Smooth. Not.
As Jasmine was waiting on the dance floor toying with the drink in her hands, she looked up and noticed a familiar face. She made a O shape with her mouth and realized she took this handsome guy's drink. Oooh bloody merlin. Smooth move Jasmine on your part. She gave him coy smile and was going to use her flirt game. She smiled at his hesitation and thought it was cute. "Hey handsome." she greeted him. She saw him eyeing her drink she stole and she raised her eyebrow to see if he would comment on it. Nope he didn't. He played it cool.
It could stain her dress? She laughed at his attempt of trying to start a conversation. "Bummer I thought you were going to ask me to dance. But if you are so concerned about it staining my dress.." she trailed off and placed it on the table next to her. "There all set, you look familiar though.." she said and began to think where they met. Then she snapped her fingers and said, "Oh I know your the guy from the coffee shop." The attractive guy that is.
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To say that Daisy was happy to be here was an understatement.
Hard to believe that it was time for another orientation and for this one she was not brand new. She also had her boyfriend with her. He was looking very handsome tonight, but when wasn't he? Even though she felt bad about leaving Violet behind she was in good hands and they would be seeing her again soon; these functions never took forever.
"Let's dance!" she said as she led him out to the dance floor, her hands squeezing his gently. Daisy was in the mood to party and it seemed that she wasn't the only one. Lots of people were already here, but it was her boss that caught her attention. "Hello! You are looking very nice," she told Aron though he didn't seem to feel very comfortable in the suit. Hmm. Must have been something that his wife had wanted him to wear. Anyway... introductions were in order.
"This is Milo, my boyfriend. Milo, this is my boss."
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Jose had finally gotten his badge from the entrance and he made his way to the dance floor. Even though he wasnt sure if his friends were going to be here he thought it would be a good chance to meet his new team and see old members. Leaning up against the wall Jose watched some people already starting to dance.
Always having his coffee travel mug with him he was glad that it was full of yummy coffee, its going to keep him up for the rest of the night so he could soak everything in.
Theo's infectious laugh filled the surrounding area and he offered a drumstick to his new dancing partner. Partners, obviously, because Ember had given him a bump back! That, in his nephews terms, would have meant that they were best friends. "Have some!" Aha, ho ho! What a joyous occasion! Maybe he'd had just a little too much food earlier, because he got very jolly when his tum was full. NEVER FULL, THOUGH. A DARCY HAD MAXIMUM CAPACITY. Always.
"I know who you are, Ember!" He laughed again, creeping his face into a decent level of light with a grin. "It's me! Theophilus!" Aha! Ho ho!
Ember happily took the drumstick and took a bite ole' bite out of it, giggling away as she continue dancing VERY enthusiastically while cupping a hand under her chin to prevent any food from falling on the ground under her. "This is DELICIOUS!" she cried. And Mitya would be...appalled.
OH WELL.
OMG THEO! Ember cackled. "THEOPHILIUS! THEO! My main PEST MAN!" she booty bumped him again for good measure. "I didn't recognize you in the dark, my friend!" Heheheh! "Ready to get back to the pests tomorrow?" she asked, stopping her dance to take a breath and another bite of the chicken. Was it hers now? Were they sharing?! She hadn't been paying attention!
DAMN IT!
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Originally Posted by Expecto-Penguin
As Jasmine was waiting on the dance floor toying with the drink in her hands, she looked up and noticed a familiar face. She made a O shape with her mouth and realized she took this handsome guy's drink. Oooh bloody merlin. Smooth move Jasmine on your part. She gave him coy smile and was going to use her flirt game. She smiled at his hesitation and thought it was cute. "Hey handsome." she greeted him. She saw him eyeing her drink she stole and she raised her eyebrow to see if he would comment on it. Nope he didn't. He played it cool.
It could stain her dress? She laughed at his attempt of trying to start a conversation. "Bummer I thought you were going to ask me to dance. But if you are so concerned about it staining my dress.." she trailed off and placed it on the table next to her. "There all set, you look familiar though.." she said and began to think where they met. Then she snapped her fingers and said, "Oh I know your the guy from the coffee shop." The attractive guy that is.
She commented on his looks. You know the pale-eyed pastiness that greets him every morning. Probably not the best thing to say to Vickers if you want to have an actual conversation. If you want to see if he can turn into a human tomato sounding like a cracked vinyl record? Oh yes very effective. See he's turning into one now.
He did try to smile casually at that, trying to keep up with that cool demeanor he is absolutely failing at. But her next statement got that tomato color to drain from his face. Now he's as pale as the napkin next to that bubbly she put down. Dance? Unless she's thinking of the waltz, he doesn’t really dance. Them dudes gyrating to the beat over there? Yeah he doesn’t do that. Heck he didn’t even realize the body can move like that.
But she does recognize him! "Yes. Uh, yes that’s me." he nodded his head, this time a genuine smile effortlessly emerges "Vincenzo Vanderbilt-- Vickers. Its easier to remember." and less of a mouthful. He offered a handshake and added "I'm with Transportation. Lynley Purcell's group. Are you with Wizengamot?" because he did find her at the tenth level.
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Drink in hand, Aron made his way to the dance floor somewhat begrudgingly and he was not putting much effort into hiding it. Bloody penguin suit. That was what he was in. A bloody penguin suit. He had almost escaped out of the house without Seren noticing due to what he thought had been a well calculated departure with her juggling both their children, but no. His wife had too keen an eye.Thus...his usual casual wear had been rejected for the evening and he was envious of the bloke at the entrance who clearly did not have a wife at home.
Taking a long sip from his brew of choice, Aron surveyed the dance floor with one hand shoved in his trouser pocket. Conga line? He could go for one of those, truth be told. Make him feel less ridiculous in his attire. He ought to go over and put in a request...after finishing his drink that is.
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To say that Daisy was happy to be here was an understatement.
Hard to believe that it was time for another orientation and for this one she was not brand new. She also had her boyfriend with her. He was looking very handsome tonight, but when wasn't he? Even though she felt bad about leaving Violet behind she was in good hands and they would be seeing her again soon; these functions never took forever.
"Let's dance!" she said as she led him out to the dance floor, her hands squeezing his gently. Daisy was in the mood to party and it seemed that she wasn't the only one. Lots of people were already here, but it was her boss that caught her attention. "Hello! You are looking very nice," she told Aron though he didn't seem to feel very comfortable in the suit. Hmm. Must have been something that his wife had wanted him to wear. Anyway... introductions were in order.
"This is Milo, my boyfriend. Milo, this is my boss."
She wasn't going to dance, not in these heels and not in this dress. There were missions she'd gone on that would have been easier than this...this....dancing thing so Lex was set to grab her heavily loaded plate of food, sit with the others and watch this ....whatever it was--until she saw Aron.
As his glorified bodyguard, it would be remiss of her to sit around while SOMEONE ELSE DANCED WITH HIM BECAUSE THAT WAS KINDA A 'NO', YOU KNOW??????? So the moment she spotted the man, Alexa hopped up from her seat and crossed the dance floor. By now, she didn't look like she'd break an ankle walking in these heels but the young woman still hadn't mastered the art and grace of it all either. No matter, didn't take too terribly long for her to be at his side with that woman he'd replaced her with and...some other dude.
Lex barely spared her a glance at first, grinning widely at the man who'd no doubt been forced into a suit as she'd been forced into this dress.
"I've come to rescue you and you're completely welcome and probably owe me a dance for all my hard work since I don't think either Emily or Legend will like you writing me a paycheck and I can't dance with galleons anyway." That was 'hi'. It was actually a lot of things but by now Aron spoke 'Alexa' quite fluently and knew she was proper ogling and taking advantage of the situation.
Finally, she did look to the other two. "You're Daisy...yeah?" See? She could remember names.
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"Of course I don't mind. It isn't every day I get to dance with my beautiful wife." The WSPM owner didn't mind letting his wife lead them through the ministry event. He really felt most days he worked there for as much as he was there in the past few years. When he was working with the prophet he had been the liaison and now with WSPM he spent the majority of his time on level seven, though he wouldn't complain it was his wife's department.
"You look gorgeous tonight." She always was gorgeous no matter what she wore though. Putting an arm around her waist and taking her hand he began to dance to the music. "This is a nice set up for their orientation this year." He wasn't always invited to these things, but he didn't mind staying home with the kids while she came to meet her employees and get ready for the ministry to open back up.
Mariel smiled wider at her husband. Compliments from him never got old and she was glad that he wanted to dance with her. Not that she had any doubt that he would. She was just glad that they were permitted to bring guests this year. Though she would have either way if she wanted to.
"Why, thank you," she said, stopping at the center of the dance floor. Sure, there were a few other people there, some she recognized, and Mercedes got an acknowledging smile. "You look quite handsome yourself." He always did though, but she especially appreciated him in a suit. Slipping an arm around his neck, she moved herself closer to him as she put her other hand in his to dance with him. "Yes, I'm glad it's back to a more sophisticated event." She wasn't a fan of the training sessions that they had been in the past, but at least with those she could make a brief appearance before sneaking out if she couldn't enjoy attending a party with her husband.
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Jordan hadn't been in the ministry for quite some time but had finally managed to get out of Mungo's early enough to attend orientation with his wife at her new job. He had felt bad that he hadn't been sure if he'd make it or not and had been happy his patient had finally become stable so he could.
Walking along the side of the dance floor he looked around for Alex hoping to spot her somewhere nearby. He had messaged her but knew that the magic around may not have gotten through with her cell phone. His blue eyes darted around looking and hoping to spot her somewhere.
Alex was standing at the edge of the dance floor, a soft sigh on her lips as she looked out.. What she wouldn't have given for her husband to be here. She loved dancing, with Jordan especially! But she knew his patients came first..
Ahh the joys of being a Healer's wife. Her grey eyes looked around the room, casually glancing at people..
[i]Person I don't know, Person I don't know.. Jordan.. Person I don't know..[i]Wait... What?? Her gaze swung back a few people to see her husband standing there!!
The half veela gave an excited shriek as she gracefully moved over to him as fast as her pink ribboned high heels would carry her. "Jor! Love, you made it!" The petite blonde threw her arms around her husband and leaned up to kiss him. "I'm so happy to see you!"
She commented on his looks. You know the pale-eyed pastiness that greets him every morning. Probably not the best thing to say to Vickers if you want to have an actual conversation. If you want to see if he can turn into a human tomato sounding like a cracked vinyl record? Oh yes very effective. See he's turning into one now.
He did try to smile casually at that, trying to keep up with that cool demeanor he is absolutely failing at. But her next statement got that tomato color to drain from his face. Now he's as pale as the napkin next to that bubbly she put down. Dance? Unless she's thinking of the waltz, he doesn’t really dance. Them dudes gyrating to the beat over there? Yeah he doesn’t do that. Heck he didn’t even realize the body can move like that.
But she does recognize him! "Yes. Uh, yes that’s me." he nodded his head, this time a genuine smile effortlessly emerges "Vincenzo Vanderbilt-- Vickers. Its easier to remember." and less of a mouthful. He offered a handshake and added "I'm with Transportation. Lynley Purcell's group. Are you with Wizengamot?" because he did find her at the tenth level.
Jasmine was so amused right now. She grinned from ear to ear when she saw him blushing. He seemed adorable just for the fact of feeling uncomfortable with a girl flirting with him. "What you haven't been flirted with before?" she asked amused. "Don't worry if you haven't I find it cute." she winked at him. When she asked him if he danced, he saw him just sit there like a statue. "Do you dance?" she repeated. Then she noticed he changed the subject and she let it slide for now. He can't dodge her question forever. She finally knew the mystery man's name. His name was Vincenzo. Interesting and very masculine. "Is it okay if I call you Vinny?" That seemed better than Vickers. That sounded like a pet name for him if he was her boyfriend.
Jasmine raised her eyebrows at his handshake and he shook it. He seemed very classy. "Nice firm grip." she commented. Jaz heard what floor he was on and heard the name of the group and that didn't ring any bells. "Oh I am with Accidents and Catastrophes. I don't know what group I am in but I am a charms developer." She heard him ask if she was with the wizengamot. She gave him a quizzical look. "Nooo I am not." she couldn't help but laugh. "Trust me I am not that smart."
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Lucky for Mercedes, she got the chance to drag her hubby along to the Ministry ball, not that Chris ever needed that. He of course was happy to tag along. After stopping by check-in, and getting a sweet bag. She grabbed a table for them. She met back up with he by the dance floor.
Yep they were going to dance, of course they were. Chris would never turn down a chance to dance. One of the many reasons why she adored her hubby. 'Would you like to dance there, Chrissypoo?" Yes the y were a very mature couple. She grabbed his hand and lead them to the dance floor.
Chris was here and ready to dance with his wife. They had a night away from the kids, and what better way to spend it.
He grinned at her and gave her hand a quick squeeze. "Always, Cedey-Wadey." Which, for the record, was not an exaggeration. The uni professor enjoyed his dancing.
He spun her around and then pulled her in. He then added an eyebrow wiggle for good measure. Two kids and a few years of marriage later and he still had it.
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Part of her wished she had a date to bring so she wouldn't be standing alone the whole night. Well, hopefully not the whole night. She was going to at least try to make a new friend or two. So far she had only made friends with the food buffet. It was taking most of her self will not to eat everything at the table. Evie always had an appetite. But she also had on a nice dress that she did not want to get food on and teeth she did not want to get food in.
She settled for a cold drink. Punch of some sort, she assumed. After taking a glass, she veered away from the good smells of the food tables and stood off towards the edge of the dance floor, not wanting to get engaged in any of the strange moves that were happening during the current upbeat song. People watching, however, was interesting. So, that's what she did. Drank her punch and people-watched.
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After getting his ID and passing on the swag bag, Angelo chose to get his bearings, which meant taking note of exits, and generally being aware of his surroundings. Unfortunately being aware also meant noticing people, which unfortunately meant he couldn't play dumb over familiar faces, not that that was his style anyway. Even the dim lighting wasn't excuse enough since he'd know that face (and every other part of her) anywhere.
He absorbed her presence with resignation and then, since she wasn't looking at him and he therefore had a moment to decide what he would do, his gaze scanned over the other people gathered here in there in groups and pairs on the floor.
She was alone though.
His upbringing meant it was a difficult thought to discard, even if he had plenty of reasons not to talk to her. Ever again. You didn't leave a lady alone at a dance. You just didn't. Maybe she wasn't alone. Maybe someone had gone to get drinks or something. He didn't look back at her, but continued walking in the other direction. Stupid honour. If by the time he had circled the room she still was standing there alone then he'd ask her to dance.
He hoped that she wouldn't be.
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To say that Daisy was happy to be here was an understatement.
Hard to believe that it was time for another orientation and for this one she was not brand new. She also had her boyfriend with her. He was looking very handsome tonight, but when wasn't he? Even though she felt bad about leaving Violet behind she was in good hands and they would be seeing her again soon; these functions never took forever.
"Let's dance!" she said as she led him out to the dance floor, her hands squeezing his gently. Daisy was in the mood to party and it seemed that she wasn't the only one. Lots of people were already here, but it was her boss that caught her attention. "Hello! You are looking very nice," she told Aron though he didn't seem to feel very comfortable in the suit. Hmm. Must have been something that his wife had wanted him to wear. Anyway... introductions were in order.
"This is Milo, my boyfriend. Milo, this is my boss."
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SPOILER!!: You two!
She wasn't going to dance, not in these heels and not in this dress. There were missions she'd gone on that would have been easier than this...this....dancing thing so Lex was set to grab her heavily loaded plate of food, sit with the others and watch this ....whatever it was--until she saw Aron.
As his glorified bodyguard, it would be remiss of her to sit around while SOMEONE ELSE DANCED WITH HIM BECAUSE THAT WAS KINDA A 'NO', YOU KNOW??????? So the moment she spotted the man, Alexa hopped up from her seat and crossed the dance floor. By now, she didn't look like she'd break an ankle walking in these heels but the young woman still hadn't mastered the art and grace of it all either. No matter, didn't take too terribly long for her to be at his side with that woman he'd replaced her with and...some other dude.
Lex barely spared her a glance at first, grinning widely at the man who'd no doubt been forced into a suit as she'd been forced into this dress.
"I've come to rescue you and you're completely welcome and probably owe me a dance for all my hard work since I don't think either Emily or Legend will like you writing me a paycheck and I can't dance with galleons anyway." That was 'hi'. It was actually a lot of things but by now Aron spoke 'Alexa' quite fluently and knew she was proper ogling and taking advantage of the situation.
Finally, she did look to the other two. "You're Daisy...yeah?" See? She could remember names.
Raising his drink to his lips again, Aron was greeted with the unsatisfying realization that there was nothing left. Although by this point the idea of a conga line seemed even more appealing than previously considered, so that was something.
"Daisy, g'day," he greeted with a slight raise of his empty glass. Which...may have also been a hint of sorts, but she was welcome to not be on duty just yet. The Ministry had not officially reopened it's doors and they were still, technically, on vacation. "To you as well," he nodded towards the bloke. "I much prefer my jeans to this penguin suit, but the sentiment is appreciated nonetheless."
He was just about to dive into standard pleasantries and small talk - so, where did you two meet? and so on - when, for lack of a more sufficient term, Alex Cambridge happened.
"Ah, I was wondering when my favorite glorified babysitter would make her appearance," he smirked. Never EVER dropping that title, Cambridge. Ever. Especially not when his son said it in such an endearing way. "And here I thought the pleasure of my company was your payment. But, I suppose you are due for a bonus and a dance will suffice. Derfael will be jealous if he ever finds out," he winked as he offer a hand to the Auror.
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