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**Sir P. D. Podmore** · 12-18-2009, 11:15 PM

*a quick turn of the head to the left*

*a shifty turn of the head to the right*

...and Sir P. D. Podmore was off and running...err, floating. He darted in and out of a few tents, floated in between a couple discussing feeding a baby, then hovered in mid-air while staring out across the campgrounds. Well, he would be if he wasn't headless...sigh. Nevertheless, Sir P. D. Podmore had learned to make do with what was left of his ghostly body.

Ahh...the Quidditch World Cup! He was here at last! That had been one long, hard float across the country, after all. Maybe his old friend Sir Nick the 'You-Can't-Join-My-Headless-Hunt' would be here, as well! Yes, yes, this event was sure to be just one exciting experience after another.

**Augustus Skender** · 12-19-2009, 03:51 PM

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Originally Posted by purple·myst

ooc. Leslie, I dont mean to skip over your post but Lili will be there shortly

Lili was leading the way through the campgrounds and had finally made her way to the east campground. She had already had three tents set up for the minsters, one for each of them, and she led Minister Road to the one that was destined for her. It had a sign in front of it, with her name, and her country written on it. Just next to these three tents was her and Iains tent. It was placed that way on purpose in case they needed her at all. She could still see Iain standing outside her tent, and Iri was there now, along with Jacob, she really wanted to go and take Skye back from him. It had only been a little over an hour and she already missed her son.

"Is there anything else I can get you?" she asked her. "If there is anything at all that you need, my tent is right over there," she said, pointing to her tent. "My three division heads are standing there at the moment, and I really must go and meet up with them. They will also all be more than willing to help you, and you are more than welcome to come meet them if you wish," she said.

"Oh, thank yew.... Yew are so sweeat!" Abby said. "If it wouldn't be aneh trouble, please owl Mister Warren Rodemiereh... (ooc: Cinn-o-bunn) to let him know I would lahk him to escort me to the match." She smiled and entered her quarters.

lemondrop13 · 12-19-2009, 04:20 PM

Minister Taylor walked gracefully toward the East Field, keeping her eyes open for her tent. Since her tent was intending for hosting meals and meetings with very important visitors, it was much larger than the surrounding tents, and thus, easy to spot. It was probably also one of the only tents on these grounds that was password protected. She approached the flap of her tent, and as she unzipped the 'door,' murmured a numerical password that sounded something like a past important date, based on the fact that the last four digits were 2069.

She entered her tent to find it set-up exactly as she'd requested. The color scheme was all creme and gold, just like her office, with comfortable chairs and a long oval table arranged in a conference room-fashion. A kitchen was off to the right, with a Ministry House elf was preparing small finger foods. There was also back quarters behind another panel of canvas, where Reagan could have a lie-down if a nap was necessary. It looked perfect!

Cinn-O-Bun · 12-19-2009, 06:11 PM

Miles is in RED Warren will be in BLACK

Miles looked down at the ticket in his hand as he walked through the campground in an attempt to find where they were supposed to be. Looking over his shoulder he saw a smug looking Bothari carrying their stuff. "Bloody giant. He knows I'm lost and won't help." Stopping he looked around in the distance he spotted what looked like a bunch of wealthy and important people. "Over there," he nodded in that direction.

With a look at Fia he grabbed her hand and ran off leaving Bothari scowling. As he neared the field he looked around at all the people and stood a little straighter. If he didn't give a good impression word was surely going to get back to his father. His father should have been the one to come with them. Bracing himself for the 'Hello Lord Vorkosigans' he was sure to hear with this crowd he looked around and smirked as he spotted his tent...with a giant Australian flag over it and a small England flag as well for Fia. Grinning he led Fia there and looked around. "A lot of important people here. Why dad couldn't get us a space in another place is beyond me. He knows how much I hate this."

LadyNerd · 12-19-2009, 07:00 PM

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Originally Posted by Cinn-O-Bun

Miles is in RED Warren will be in BLACK

Miles looked down at the ticket in his hand as he walked through the campground in an attempt to find where they were supposed to be. Looking over his shoulder he saw a smug looking Bothari carrying their stuff. "Bloody giant. He knows I'm lost and won't help." Stopping he looked around in the distance he spotted what looked like a bunch of wealthy and important people. "Over there," he nodded in that direction.

With a look at Fia he grabbed her hand and ran off leaving Bothari scowling. As he neared the field he looked around at all the people and stood a little straighter. If he didn't give a good impression word was surely going to get back to his father. His father should have been the one to come with them. Bracing himself for the 'Hello Lord Vorkosigans' he was sure to hear with this crowd he looked around and smirked as he spotted his tent...with a giant Australian flag over it and a small England flag as well for Fia. Grinning he led Fia there and looked around. "A lot of important people here. Why dad couldn't get us a space in another place is beyond me. He knows how much I hate this."

Fia in GRAY Madison will be in DARK SLATE BLUE.

As they neared the tent, Miles seemed to be dragging Fia along behind him. She knew why. That bodyguard of his was always nosy and always around...unless they ran off. This had to be it. The way that...loosing team...Australia's flag was practically covering the tent and her itty bitty England flag waving, she knew what that was about.

"Obviously yours is bigger than mine," she stood looking at the flags with an motionless expression on her face. "But mine will always look better than yours. Hands down!" Nothing like the English Quidditch Flag at least flying proudly for her to see, even if it was small and tiny.

"We'll see who wins. Besides, we need to make our bets now." And were they still going to see about taking bets from others just to get something going?

Cinn-O-Bun · 12-19-2009, 07:49 PM

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Originally Posted by LadyNerd

Fia in GRAY Madison will be in DARK SLATE BLUE.

As they neared the tent, Miles seemed to be dragging Fia along behind him. She knew why. That bodyguard of his was always nosy and always around...unless they ran off. This had to be it. The way that...loosing team...Australia's flag was practically covering the tent and her itty bitty England flag waving, she knew what that was about.

"Obviously yours is bigger than mine," she stood looking at the flags with an motionless expression on her face. "But mine will always look better than yours. Hands down!" Nothing like the English Quidditch Flag at least flying proudly for her to see, even if it was small and tiny.

"We'll see who wins. Besides, we need to make our bets now." And were they still going to see about taking bets from others just to get something going?

Miles looked at the tent and smirked turning toward Fia he pulled his wand out and removed the enlargment spell on the flag to make it the same size as Fia's "Better?" His eyes bet hers in amusement before walking toward the tent. "And no the Australian one is much better looking."

"And what did you have in mind?" He asked as he pushed the flap back on the side of the tent. Yup what he thought. Password locked. Looking around for anyone within earshot he leaned toward the little figurine on the tent, "Koudelka." He watched as the tent flap slackened and he went inside. "Sorry. Dad's a bit paranoid."

LadyNerd · 12-19-2009, 09:37 PM

That was much better. Fia grinned, watching Miles speak the secret password. " I see," she whispered under her breath and added. "Why is he so wired about you? Did something happen when you were younger?". Granted they had been friends for years but he never said why there was the need for Bothari or other things.

Cinn-O-Bun · 12-19-2009, 10:33 PM

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Originally Posted by LadyNerd

That was much better. Fia grinned, watching Miles speak the secret password. " I see," she whispered under her breath and added. "Why is he so wired about you? Did something happen when you were younger?". Granted they had been friends for years but he never said why there was the need for Bothari or other things.

Miles looked over his shoulder at Fia and then pursed his lips. He hadn't spoken to her about that before he hadn't spoken to anyone about that. Looking past her he met Bothari's gaze and then back at Fia. He watched as Bothari turned with his back to the tent. Good ol Bothari. Grabbing Fia's hand he went inside the tent. Letting go of her hand he walked over toward a table and sat down, "When I was little, my dad was Regent..you know...the big man in charge..until my cousin Gregor reached his majority." He looked up at Fia and no hint of a smile was on his face, "A man wanted that job too and by any means necessary. I was one of those means..." He sighed and ran his hands through his hair.

LadyNerd · 12-19-2009, 11:11 PM

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Originally Posted by Cinn-O-Bun

Miles looked over his shoulder at Fia and then pursed his lips. He hadn't spoken to her about that before he hadn't spoken to anyone about that. Looking past her he met Bothari's gaze and then back at Fia. He watched as Bothari turned with his back to the tent. Good ol Bothari. Grabbing Fia's hand he went inside the tent. Letting go of her hand he walked over toward a table and sat down, "When I was little, my dad was Regent..you know...the big man in charge..until my cousin Gregor reached his majority." He looked up at Fia and no hint of a smile was on his face, "A man wanted that job too and by any means necessary. I was one of those means..." He sighed and ran his hands through his hair.

Fia saw the seriousness in his eyes and knew that something was up. There was a reason Miles had never said anything before now. Her smile vanished as she followed him to the table and took her seat. The story he began was just as she thought, unpleasant and she felt bad for asking, but it was a part of Miles she didn't know and he trusted her enough to tell. She reached for his hand now understanding just how important Bothari was, a part of her wishing she didn't know now for fear of always watching behind them.

PadfootAndTheWolf · 12-20-2009, 01:35 AM

Armen Recard hadn't even set up his tent yet! He had been way to busy helping clean up that messy situation with those crazy muggles. 'Jeez If I were a muggle I would just forget about it and leave.' he thought to himself as he sighed and then came upon the plot he had purchased for his tent.

Armen then dropped the heavy sack he had been carrying and then pulled out the cloth and large polls. He began to get to work at assemblying his tent. After an hour or so he finally figure out how to do it. Armen stood back to admire his work. He had no idea how muggles did things without magic all the time!

EquestrianGal88 · 12-20-2009, 01:48 AM

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Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01

Armen Recard hadn't even set up his tent yet! He had been way to busy helping clean up that messy situation with those crazy muggles. 'Jeez If I were a muggle I would just forget about it and leave.' he thought to himself as he sighed and then came upon the plot he had purchased for his tent.

Armen then dropped the heavy sack he had been carrying and then pulled out the cloth and large polls. He began to get to work at assemblying his tent. After an hour or so he finally figure out how to do it. Armen stood back to admire his work. He had no idea how muggles did things without magic all the time!

Frida was heading back to her own tent with an armful of bags she had acquired from a vendor nearby.
Among her purchases was a broom for her nephew, and two complete sets of quidditch player models that could walk around on their own.

As she approached the campgrounds, something that was fluttering in the wind nearby caught her interest. 'My map!' The woman thought as her gaze landed on a piece of parchment that had gotten snagged on the top of someone else's tent and was flapping in the wind like a cheap flag.
Narrowing her eyes, Frida walked closer and balanced her shopping bags on her right hip while taking out her wand.

'No magic...drat.' She placed her wand back inside her robe pocket and scowled at the map, which seemed to be mocking her now. 'Of course it has to be a tent where I can't reach the top.'
Frida peeked behind her, and, not seeing anyone, she reached up and tried to grab her handmade map of the grounds.
But even as she extended her hand, her bag of quidditch players slipped from her grasp and dumped all over the ground. Thirteen of the fourteen players began to wander around the grass while the one remaining player ended up being caught up in the shopping bag and didn't have time to escape.

"Darnit!" Frida hissed as she forgot all about the parchment and proceeded to catch each one of the models one at a time.

PadfootAndTheWolf · 12-20-2009, 01:55 AM

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Originally Posted by EquestrianGal88
Frida was heading back to her own tent with an armful of bags she had acquired from a vendor nearby.
Among her purchases was a broom for her nephew, and two complete sets of quidditch player models that could walk around on their own.

As she approached the campgrounds, something that was fluttering in the wind nearby caught her interest. 'My map!' The woman thought as her gaze landed on a piece of parchment that had gotten snagged on the top of someone else's tent and was flapping in the wind like a cheap flag.
Narrowing her eyes, Frida walked closer and balanced her shopping bags on her right hip while taking out her wand.

'No magic...drat.' She placed her wand back inside her robe pocket and scowled at the map, which seemed to be mocking her now. 'Of course it has to be a tent where I can't reach the top.'
Frida peeked behind her, and, not seeing anyone, she reached up and tried to grab her handmade map of the grounds.
But even as she extended her hand, her bag of quidditch players slipped from her grasp and dumped all over the ground. Thirteen of the fourteen players began to wander around the grass while the one remaining player ended up being caught up in the shopping bag and didn't have time to escape.

"Darnit!" Frida hissed as she forgot all about the parchment and proceeded to catch each one of the models one at a time.

Armen had been admiring his handywork at setting his tent right, when he looked down and saw a living model of a Quidditch player bump into his leg and then fall over. He looked it with a questioning look. "Where did you come from buddy?" he said out loud. He then saw that the tiny little man left footprints to that led around the side of the tent. As he walked around the wall he saw a piece of paper on the top of his tent. Was that trass. He was watching it wave in the air and not watching where he was going and ran right into a woman who was clutching a few of the walking Quidditch players.

"Ma'am? This wouldn't happen to be y-? Frida? Hello how are you?" he asked with a grin handing her back the little model. "Quidditch World Cup, isn't it exciting?" he grinned.

EquestrianGal88 · 12-20-2009, 02:04 AM

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Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01

Armen had been admiring his handywork at setting his tent right, when he looked down and saw a living model of a Quidditch player bump into his leg and then fall over. He looked it with a questioning look. "Where did you come from buddy?" he said out loud. He then saw that the tiny little man left footprints to that led around the side of the tent. As he walked around the wall he saw a piece of paper on the top of his tent. Was that trass. He was watching it wave in the air and not watching where he was going and ran right into a woman who was clutching a few of the walking Quidditch players.

"Ma'am? This wouldn't happen to be y-? Frida? Hello how are you?" he asked with a grin handing her back the little model. "Quidditch World Cup, isn't it exciting?" he grinned.

After nearly having her hand stepped on as someone ran into her, Frida started to say, "Watch where you'r-" Before she stopped and recognized the face in front of her.
She took the model back and stuffed it back into it's bag along with the others she had caught. "It would happen to be mine, yes." Frida said and snatched another model that was attempting to sneak under the man's tent, and then grabbed one more that was actually clinging to the fabric of another neighboring tent.

Frida stared at the man for a moment. 'I've seen his face before...I know it.' But she couldn't remember the name. Ah well, the guy didn't have to know. All she needed to do was sound like she knew exactly who he was.
'Quidditch...I think we've spoken about that before...'. "Yes, it is rather exciting. After not having played it mysel- HIYA!" She suddenly stomped her left foot on the ground, trapping the final model under the toe of her shoe.
Once it had joined the others in the bag, Frida continued as if nothing had happened. "As far as I've been...I suppose I've been doing okay. Not good...not horrible, well, sometimes maybe, but that's normal I guess. What about yourself? Anything happening in..." 'Where does he work?! DANG!' "At the ministry?"

PadfootAndTheWolf · 12-20-2009, 02:12 AM

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Originally Posted by EquestrianGal88

After nearly having her hand stepped on as someone ran into her, Frida started to say, "Watch where you'r-" Before she stopped and recognized the face in front of her.
She took the model back and stuffed it back into it's bag along with the others she had caught. "It would happen to be mine, yes." Frida said and snatched another model that was attempting to sneak under the man's tent, and then grabbed one more that was actually clinging to the fabric of another neighboring tent.

Frida stared at the man for a moment. 'I've seen his face before...I know it.' But she couldn't remember the name. Ah well, the guy didn't have to know. All she needed to do was sound like she knew exactly who he was.
'Quidditch...I think we've spoken about that before...'. "Yes, it is rather exciting. After not having played it mysel- HIYA!" She suddenly stomped her left foot on the ground, trapping the final model under the toe of her shoe.
Once it had joined the others in the bag, Frida continued as if nothing had happened. "As far as I've been...I suppose I've been doing okay. Not good...not horrible, well, sometimes maybe, but that's normal I guess. What about yourself? Anything happening in..." 'Where does he work?! DANG!' "At the ministry?"

Armen watched as the woman grabbed a model here and there and he even chuckled at the one trying to escape underneath his tent. He watched as she stomped the last one.

"Yes I cannot wait to get up there and see them play, I played at school but I have never been to the World Cup, I guess being a Division head helps now!" He listened as the woman started to ask about him. He could tell by the way she was talking that she didn't remember him. He couldn't blame her he hadn't talked to her in a long time. "Hey Frida, I know you don't remember me." he laughed. "It's ok though its been a while. I'm Armen Recard, we had drinks together in the Leaky a while back. I used to work in the Apparation Division but now I am the Division Head of Portkeys." he said shaking her non-model full hand to reintroduce himself.

"So yeah things have been busy at work, since my Department has to help security with everyone's arrivals. This was te first time I have even gotten to the campsite." he said nodding looking around at the tents and the large stadium in the distance.

EquestrianGal88 · 12-20-2009, 02:20 AM

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Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01

Armen watched as the woman grabbed a model here and there and he even chuckled at the one trying to escape underneath his tent. He watched as she stomped the last one.

"Yes I cannot wait to get up there and see them play, I played at school but I have never been to the World Cup, I guess being a Division head helps now!" He listened as the woman started to ask about him. He could tell by the way she was talking that she didn't remember him. He couldn't blame her he hadn't talked to her in a long time. "Hey Frida, I know you don't remember me." he laughed. "It's ok though its been a while. I'm Armen Recard, we had drinks together in the Leaky a while back. I used to work in the Apparation Division but now I am the Division Head of Portkeys." he said shaking her non-model full hand to reintroduce himself.

"So yeah things have been busy at work, since my Department has to help security with everyone's arrivals. This was te first time I have even gotten to the campsite." he said nodding looking around at the tents and the large stadium in the distance.

"Maybe yes and maybe no." Frida said and scowled at one of the models that was trying to climb out of the bag. It retreated back inside with one look at Frida.
"It's up to us to supervise others, and with the rest of my team "absent"." She made air quotations with her fingers, "It's just me who's going to be destroying the minds of the innocent." Frida laughed lightly and listened some more.

"Don't be silly. Of course I remember you, Armen." She gasped when the man grabbed her unoccupied hand and shook it. "You're the head of portkeys now?" Frida asked with a rather blank expression, though she could feel her eyes brim with tears even though they didn't fall.

Cinn-O-Bun · 12-20-2009, 04:23 PM

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Originally Posted by LadyNerd

Fia saw the seriousness in his eyes and knew that something was up. There was a reason Miles had never said anything before now. Her smile vanished as she followed him to the table and took her seat. The story he began was just as she thought, unpleasant and she felt bad for asking, but it was a part of Miles she didn't know and he trusted her enough to tell. She reached for his hand now understanding just how important Bothari was, a part of her wishing she didn't know now for fear of always watching behind them.

Miles looked down at Fia's hand on his own and he stared at it. It had been so long ago but...still fresh in everyone's mind. "That's why we moved here after Gregor was old enough to take over. With mum's help he'd started to relax a bit but..I'm his only son. If I..." well let's not go there, "Ivan takes my place as heir. It hasn't been real bad until...well until all the stuff last term. Dad's gone back to having Bothari stuck on me like glue." Looking up at Fia he sighed, "I didn't want you to know because I didn't think it was important anymore. I was like three and nothing has happened since then. But Bothari is with us still because my dad is still a public figure, here and where I lived before."

Warren walked out onto the East Field with a frown like he hadn't had in ages. It seemed his annoying Minister that he guarded at the last fiasco was back. Crushing the piece of paper in his hands after reading where her tent was he looked around and found it. Walking up to it he cleared his throat, "Minister Road? You wished me to escort you to the game?" Why, OH WHY. He had spent most of that night attempting to get out of her grip.

purple·myst · 12-20-2009, 05:03 PM

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Originally Posted by Lezleighd

Iridesca hurried to the East Field and was in awe of all of the tents and the people. She wasn't in the worst campground but her's def didn't look like this one. These tents were amazing, even from the outside. She could only imagine what the insides look like.

She wandered along trying to find Lili, her department head....she knew they would have department issues to handle, but above all that she had heard that Lili had given birth and Iri was really excited to see the baby.

She thought she heard a familiar voice and turned to see Lili's beautiful smile.

"Lili, sorry it took so long for me to get here...I was waiting for my niece, Satine, to get here by Port Key before I headed over....I'm reporting for duty and coming for baby kisses..." She said with her usual smile and a flick of her blue hair.

Lili got back to her tent just as Iri got there, and was lucky to be there just as she started talking, so she heard what she was saying. "Hi Iri," she greeted the division head. She walked over to Iain, who was still holding their baby, still asleep and reaching up to kiss him she took Skye from his arms gently. It felt good to be able to hold him again, even though she had only been gone for a few hours. She kissed her sleeping baby on his forehead and took the few steps back to Iri.

"Iri, I would like you to meet Skye Brian Hunter," she said lovingly.

She really wished that she had time to stay and talk, but Minister Taylor had invited the department heads to sit in the Top Box, and as the match was to be starting soon, she was thinking she had better head there. "Iain, I have to head to the top box, for the match, I accepted the ministers invitation but would you mind if I took Skye with me? I will come down and find you and sit with you for part of it if you like?" she said. A few hours away from Skye didn't seem to be good, and she did not want to leave him, even though she knew he was in the best of times, she missed him to much.

"Iri, and Jacob, make sure you have fun at the match!" she said. Little did they know that they would soon be rewarded for all their hard work for the last year.

**Augustus Skender** · 12-20-2009, 06:20 PM

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Originally Posted by Cinn-O-Bun

Warren walked out onto the East Field with a frown like he hadn't had in ages. It seemed his annoying Minister that he guarded at the last fiasco was back. Crushing the piece of paper in his hands after reading where her tent was he looked around and found it. Walking up to it he cleared his throat, "Minister Road? You wished me to escort you to the game?" Why, OH WHY. He had spent most of that night attempting to get out of her grip.

She opened the door dressed to the nines. "Whah as ah live and breathe..." She said as if she wasn't expecting him. "Warren Dahrlin, You've come fer meh?" She threw herself on the man and gave him a big smooch on the cheek. "Ah'm readeh, lets go" She said as she took his arm and held on tight to him.

**NIFFLERS!** · 12-20-2009, 06:23 PM

Sooon, a little black thing of fur scooted through the next field and under some cover. Within seconds, it had disappeared.

MeredithRodneyMckay · 12-20-2009, 06:24 PM

Being in the west field, and therefore the furthest away from the stadium, Olivia had to hurry as quickly as she could back to the teams tent in the east field.She was hoping her workers would already be back from their cleaning expeditions in the other fields, but no, not yet.The place was completely empty, save for their equipment.Straightening her hair out in it's ponytail, Olivia made her way over to the table in the middle of the room.She picked up a quill and piece of parchment and wrote out her note.

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Dear Max, Alyssa, Isabella & Callie,
As I have not been able to catch you all before heading off to the stadium I leave you this note as a reminder of what to do.
Please take one of everything you will need (supplies are in the corner) and make your way to your designated area of the stadium.
As you recall, hopefully, should you need any assistance from me please send a patronus for an emergency, or just purple sparks in the air for a non-emergency.
Thank you, and good luck!

~Olivia

Setting the quill back down, Olivia read over the note before placing it in a prominant position.Nodding, she walked over to the supplies and picked up everything she would need for her area, putting it all inside her expandable bag.With another quick glance, she was out of the tent and off on her way to the stadium.

Walrus · 12-20-2009, 07:13 PM

Max finally reached the east feild. He knew they were late...terrible the he lost Alyssa though.

Entering their tent he found it completly deserted. Only seeing one lonely paper on the desk. "Guess theres no time for a break." He mumbled to him self.

Exiting the tent he started off rapidly towards the Stadium, but he slowed down to let Alyssa catch up.

PadfootAndTheWolf · 12-21-2009, 02:04 AM

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Originally Posted by EquestrianGal88

"Maybe yes and maybe no." Frida said and scowled at one of the models that was trying to climb out of the bag. It retreated back inside with one look at Frida.
"It's up to us to supervise others, and with the rest of my team "absent"." She made air quotations with her fingers, "It's just me who's going to be destroying the minds of the innocent." Frida laughed lightly and listened some more.

"Don't be silly. Of course I remember you, Armen." She gasped when the man grabbed her unoccupied hand and shook it. "You're the head of portkeys now?" Frida asked with a rather blank expression, though she could feel her eyes brim with tears even though they didn't fall.

Armen watched as one of the models was too scared to leave, smart thing. He wouldn't ever want to cross Frida. She was not a mean looking woman but you could tell she could take care of herself. He saw her Hiya, that model.

The Portkey Division Head burst out laughing when the woman mentioned destroying the minds of the innocent. "Oh my gosh I never thought of the Dept. for Catastrophies and accidents like that before, but it's true!" he said between gasps for breath and laughter. After a second of getting himself back together he spoke again to her. "I know how you feel though about being 'short-staffed'. I haven't seen any of my employees around here. All I have seen was Madison Masterson my Dept. Head, and the security guys." he shrugged they had at least helped him prepare for the event back at the office.

Armen looked around the campground as they were just kinda standing there outside awkwardly, as more of Frida's models were threatening to escape. "Would you like to come inside for a drink or something. I can get you a new bag so you can detain your models there." he chuckled.

EquestrianGal88 · 12-21-2009, 02:48 AM

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Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01

The Portkey Division Head burst out laughing when the woman mentioned destroying the minds of the innocent. "Oh my gosh I never thought of the Dept. for Catastrophies and accidents like that before, but it's true!" he said between gasps for breath and laughter. After a second of getting himself back together he spoke again to her. "I know how you feel though about being 'short-staffed'. I haven't seen any of my employees around here. All I have seen was Madison Masterson my Dept. Head, and the security guys." he shrugged they had at least helped him prepare for the event back at the office.

Armen looked around the campground as they were just kinda standing there outside awkwardly, as more of Frida's models were threatening to escape. "Would you like to come inside for a drink or something. I can get you a new bag so you can detain your models there." he chuckled.

Frida rid her eyes of tears with the back of her sleeve and glared at the ground. "Yes, well...I don't really bother the innocent so much. Then again the people I interact with are hardly ever innocent." On top of having an unpleasant stabbing feeling in the pit of her stomach, now her face had turned a bright red color. Mostly out of surprise that anyone would laugh that hard at something she said. "I've only seen Tasha and Ben from my department...at least they're here."

She shook her head, "I think I should stay outside...you know...since it is my job and all to keep an eye out." Her pale eyes flashed towards the map which was still stuck to the top of Armen's tent. 'Grrr...' "I think I could use a bag though. But don't think that means you can't help yourself to something...well...it is your tent after all."
Frida tapped the bag with her foot, causing several models to fall off the side and to the bottom again. "Hypothetically...what would you do if you wanted to move somewhere, but your family didn't approve? Would you just ignore what they had to say and do what you wanted? Or would you listen and think they were telling you things for your well-being?"

PadfootAndTheWolf · 12-21-2009, 03:01 AM

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Frida rid her eyes of tears with the back of her sleeve and glared at the ground. "Yes, well...I don't really bother the innocent so much. Then again the people I interact with are hardly ever innocent." On top of having an unpleasant stabbing feeling in the pit of her stomach, now her face had turned a bright red color. Mostly out of surprise that anyone would laugh that hard at something she said. "I've only seen Tasha and Ben from my department...at least they're here."

She shook her head, "I think I should stay outside...you know...since it is my job and all to keep an eye out." Her pale eyes flashed towards the map which was still stuck to the top of Armen's tent. 'Grrr...' "I think I could use a bag though. But don't think that means you can't help yourself to something...well...it is your tent after all."
Frida tapped the bag with her foot, causing several models to fall off the side and to the bottom again. "Hypothetically...what would you do if you wanted to move somewhere, but your family didn't approve? Would you just ignore what they had to say and do what you wanted? Or would you listen and think they were telling you things for your well-being?"

Armen continued to smile kindly at Frida as she was obviously uncomfortable at him laughing at what he thought was ment to be a joke. He was hoping she would like to some inside for a bit, but she said no. "Oh ok well that's fine, no I will be fine, I was more of suggesting for you, because I wasn't sure how much further you had to travel carrying all that stuff." He gestured to her bags.

When he had finished talking he noticed she had looked over his shoulder towards his tent. SHe was looking at the map but he thought she was admiring his handy work on his tent. "You like what I did with the tent? Man I don't know how those muggles do it all the time without magic. But I think I did good just the same." he smiled and then looked back at her as she began to ask him a question.

O.o Armen didn't epect such a deep question after the conversation of his amazing tent building skills. He listned intently and the thought a minute. This was obviously a very important matter gong on with Frida. "Well Frida,...I would think it would depend on the situation. If you family has been hard on you and always holds you back from what makes you happy then I believe it would be ok to tell them that they need to let you go so you can be happy an do just that. But if you family really cares, and is nervous about what may happen to you, then I think you should take a great deal of thinking over the choices before making one that would seperate you from the people you love." he said pausing here and there to make sure it came out right. Also we he finished he pulled off the ground the bag he had had the tent pieces in and handed it to Frida for her models.

EquestrianGal88 · 12-21-2009, 03:17 AM

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Armen continued to smile kindly at Frida as she was obviously uncomfortable at him laughing at what he thought was ment to be a joke. He was hoping she would like to some inside for a bit, but she said no. "Oh ok well that's fine, no I will be fine, I was more of suggesting for you, because I wasn't sure how much further you had to travel carrying all that stuff." He gestured to her bags.

When he had finished talking he noticed she had looked over his shoulder towards his tent. SHe was looking at the map but he thought she was admiring his handy work on his tent. "You like what I did with the tent? Man I don't know how those muggles do it all the time without magic. But I think I did good just the same." he smiled and then looked back at her as she began to ask him a question.

O.o Armen didn't epect such a deep question after the conversation of his amazing tent building skills. He listned intently and the thought a minute. This was obviously a very important matter gong on with Frida. "Well Frida,...I would think it would depend on the situation. If you family has been hard on you and always holds you back from what makes you happy then I believe it would be ok to tell them that they need to let you go so you can be happy an do just that. But if you family really cares, and is nervous about what may happen to you, then I think you should take a great deal of thinking over the choices before making one that would seperate you from the people you love." he said pausing here and there to make sure it came out right. Also we he finished he pulled off the ground the bag he had had the tent pieces in and handed it to Frida for her models.

"I'm in the same grounds...just over there actually." She tilted her head towards her own tent. It was a normal-looking pup-tent with a blue fabric exterior. "But I saw that my-" Frida stopped just as Armen began to brag about his assembling abilities.

"Yes...you did a very nice job with it." Frida said with her right eyebrow raised, "My little one over there took me forty minutes or so. I thought it was more complicated than that...but with five poles, a few stakes, and a cover...I guess it wasn't." She scolded herself silently and listened to Armen's answer.

"Who said that I was talking about myself?" Frida said with a serious look, eyes narrowed though not in a terribly mean way. "I said hypothetically." She looked at the bag for a minute before actually taking it with a smile of thanks. Dumping the models into the new bag; which could actually be sealed, Frida handed Armen the bag she obtained from the vendor. "Thanks for the advice too." She said with a smirk. "I think you might remember about my living conditions. The house that's too big for one person, and the family who always insist on visiting me because of it." 'Knowing them, and with all that's just happened, they might want to disown me.'

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