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TeafortheSoul · 06-26-2010, 03:22 AM

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Damien sipped his coffee and nodded his head. He reached up and loosened his tie then took off his suit jacket and rolled up his sleeves a bit. He was not into being formal all the time. It was not something he enjoyed... at all. He chuckled at Evander trying to win a losing battle with the table.

Nodding he said, "I went straight into training after I left school. Only Auror work though. I think it was all I ever dreamed of from the moment I learned Defense Against the Dark Arts." HE shrugged as if to say it was in his blood. He picked up a wand and knew he wanted to make the Wizarding World a better place. Simple as that. "Married, kids, any of that terrible stuff?"

"I had intentions on professional Quidditch when I left school. Got scouted, made reserve, played one game. Hated the bench and didn't much want to do my time on it see? So I enrolled in training the year after, and once I graduated went straight into undercover work."

Damned table. Giving up entirely, Evander scooted the chair back and kicked his long legs up to rest on the very corner of it.

"Nahh. Its a liability when you're undercover you know." Van grinned cheerfully, "And its nice not having to worry about the associated nagging. I'm not one for diaper changes either." He shot a glance towards the door, thinking about their division.

Yeah.

There would be poop and he'd probably have to deal with it.

Erindipity · 06-26-2010, 04:12 AM

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Originally Posted by Celandine

"I had intentions on professional Quidditch when I left school. Got scouted, made reserve, played one game. Hated the bench and didn't much want to do my time on it see? So I enrolled in training the year after, and once I graduated went straight into undercover work."

Damned table. Giving up entirely, Evander scooted the chair back and kicked his long legs up to rest on the very corner of it.

"Nahh. Its a liability when you're undercover you know." Van grinned cheerfully, "And its nice not having to worry about the associated nagging. I'm not one for diaper changes either." He shot a glance towards the door, thinking about their division.

Yeah.

There would be poop and he'd probably have to deal with it.

Damien nodded. "I never was one for Quidditch. Love to fly, just hate the game... maybe it was all the rules. Being American I like full contact sports... Not being able to legally grab a bloke off of his broom and toss him around didn't appeal to me," he said with a light laugh. He did love American football. He played a bit casually. Good times.

"I hate children, personally. I think they are snivelling little brats that breath the life out of a person. I destest them. I came close to marriage once... thank Merlin I didn't go through with it though. Crazy old cow, she was. I think it best to be the eternal bachelor," he said with a cheeky grin.

Whether he really believed that or not he didn't know... He might settle down if he found a woman that could deal with his eccentricities and whatnot. Hard to come by it seemed. His line of work left a lot to be desired by women's standards. He was often gone quite a bit on missions and never really in one place long. One can dream of that one special lady though. Sigh.

TeafortheSoul · 06-26-2010, 05:32 AM

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Originally Posted by Pink Ninja

Damien nodded. "I never was one for Quidditch. Love to fly, just hate the game... maybe it was all the rules. Being American I like full contact sports... Not being able to legally grab a bloke off of his broom and todd him around didn't appeal to me," he said with a light laugh. He did love American football. He played a bit casually. Good times.

"I hate children, personally. I think they are snivelling little brats that breath the life out of a person. I destest them. I came close to marriage once... thank Merlin I didn't go through with it though. Crazy old cow, she was. I think it best to be the eternal bachelor," he said with a cheeky grin.

Whether he really believed that or not he didn't know... He might settle down if he found a woman that could deal with his eccentricities and whatnot. Hard to come by it seemed. His line of work left a lot to be desired by women's standards. He was often gone quite a bit on missions and never really in one place long. One can dream of that one special lady though. Sigh.

"I played for the Montrose Magpies." Evander added. "Beater." As if there was any doubt. He LOOKED like a Beater. Van sipped at his coffee soundlessly. He could feel it like hot little pins biting at him from the inside out. It was that strong. And that good.

"So were you into Quodpot then? Got to say, I played a few times and the exploding ball really keeps you on your toes eh?" Good fun. Van grinned.

"Yeah? They're rather... small." Evander wasn't sure he hated kids, just that they were noticeably tiny compared to him. But then he was bigger than most adults to begin with.

As for settling down... "I can't say that I'm looking, the bachelor thing works for me and most women who come my way don't seem to mind. They get what they want and I get what I want." Made perfect sense. Relationships were only ever a temporary business transaction between two people anyway, so why not make it more temporary and more business in the same transaction?

WeasleyObsession7 · 06-28-2010, 01:48 AM

Alex walked into the breakroom for the first time. She was astounded when she saw how huge it was on the inside, for it looked so small on the outside. She grabbed a cup of black coffee. Dark and bitter, her favorite.

Erindipity · 06-28-2010, 05:46 AM

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"I played for the Montrose Magpies." Evander added. "Beater." As if there was any doubt. He LOOKED like a Beater. Van sipped at his coffee soundlessly. He could feel it like hot little pins biting at him from the inside out. It was that strong. And that good.

"So were you into Quodpot then? Got to say, I played a few times and the exploding ball really keeps you on your toes eh?" Good fun. Van grinned.

"Yeah? They're rather... small." Evander wasn't sure he hated kids, just that they were noticeably tiny compared to him. But then he was bigger than most adults to begin with.

As for settling down... "I can't say that I'm looking, the bachelor thing works for me and most women who come my way don't seem to mind. They get what they want and I get what I want." Made perfect sense. Relationships were only ever a temporary business transaction between two people anyway, so why not make it more temporary and more business in the same transaction?

Damien smiled over his coffee cup. Evander LOOKED like a Beater. Big bloke with the right build. Then he mentioned Quodpot and Damien REALLY smiled. "I was always quite fond of the game, yes. I do like just plain old American football also. Full contact is character building I think," he said before going back into coffee mode.

Children are small... Damien didn't so much mind the size of the nasty little things... they were just NASTY. Grrr.

Chuckling a little he looked at Evander and said, "That is certainly an interesting take on things. Relationships as business transactions. I typically don't stick around long enough for further business ventures." He smirked at this and dove back into the coffee. He checked the pocket watch in his waist coat pocket and could have groaned aloud.

"Does it feel to you that there is not a lot of work for us here?" he asked before he realized that someone else had entered the room.

TeafortheSoul · 06-28-2010, 08:44 AM

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Originally Posted by Pink Ninja

Damien smiled over his coffee cup. Evander LOOKED like a Beater. Big bloke with the right build. Then he mentioned Quodpot and Damien REALLY smiled. "I was always quite fond of the game, yes. I do like just plain old American football also. Full contact is character building I think," he said before going back into coffee mode.

Children are small... Damien didn't so much mind the size of the nasty little things... they were just NASTY. Grrr.

Chuckling a little he looked at Evander and said, "That is certainly an interesting take on things. Relationships as business transactions. I typically don't stick around long enough for further business ventures." He smirked at this and dove back into the coffee. He checked the pocket watch in his waist coat pocket and could have groaned aloud.

"Does it feel to you that there is not a lot of work for us here?" he asked before he realized that someone else had entered the room.

"Can't say I've ever played, but I imagine it'd be my kind of thing." He'd always enjoyed working things out with his fists as a kid. Tackling was up there with that. Evander stood up and drained his coffee, then he spent a minute refilling his cup before sitting down again.

"I've found it better that way." Van agreed, purposely shutting out the thought of a few particular faces. In the long run, every relationship he'd been in had turned out a negative thing, a weakness. And Evander did not like to be weak.

"Its the strangest thing. It feels like a different world in here." He agreed. "No patrols or anything? No illegal potion rings to bust? No reported theft? Trust me, the criminal underworld ain't just laying low and keeping their noses clean and it'll suit them just fine that the kiddies are sitting down in their office patting themselves on the back and playing war games to pass the time." Evander took a long draw on his coffee.

Erindipity · 06-28-2010, 08:53 AM

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"Can't say I've ever played, but I imagine it'd be my kind of thing." He'd always enjoyed working things out with his fists as a kid. Tackling was up there with that. Evander stood up and drained his coffee, then he spent a minute refilling his cup before sitting down again.

"I've found it better that way." Van agreed, purposely shutting out the thought of a few particular faces. In the long run, every relationship he'd been in had turned out a negative thing, a weakness. And Evander did not like to be weak.

"Its the strangest thing. It feels like a different world in here." He agreed. "No patrols or anything? No illegal potion rings to bust? No reported theft? Trust me, the criminal underworld ain't just laying low and keeping their noses clean and it'll suit them just fine that the kiddies are sitting down in their office patting themselves on the back and playing war games to pass the time." Evander took a long draw on his coffee.

Damien shook his head at the thought of not getting his hands dirty. He liked the gritty part of Auror work and did NOT enjoying sitting around waiting for something to happen. It irked him, it did.

Draining his cup he balled it up and unholstered his wand, vanishing the cup. With a deep sigh he wondered whether they should go back and join the others... he really wanted to wander around the Ministry, check things out. Realizing he was in his head too much and not speaking aloud he chuckled. "Yeah, I feel much more useful when I can say I actually went out looking for the bad guys...not sitting at a cubicle pushin paper," he said miserably.

"Hey wanna go wander around a bit? I think I need to see some more of the Ministry," he said with a sly grin.

TeafortheSoul · 06-28-2010, 09:39 AM

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Originally Posted by Pink Ninja

Damien shook his head at the thought of not getting his hands dirty. He liked the gritty part of Auror work and did NOT enjoying sitting around waiting for something to happen. It irked him, it did.

Draining his cup he balled it up and unholstered his wand, vanishing the cup. With a deep sigh he wondered whether they should go back and join the others... he really wanted to wander around the Ministry, check things out. Realizing he was in his head too much and not speaking aloud he chuckled. "Yeah, I feel much more useful when I can say I actually went out looking for the bad guys...not sitting at a cubicle pushin paper," he said miserably.

"Hey wanna go wander around a bit? I think I need to see some more of the Ministry," he said with a sly grin.

"Why not? It'll be interesting to see how things have changed." A lot so far. Evander drained his drink and sent his cup back to his desk. It was his favourite one after all. Had a bunch of charms on it to let him know if anything he drank had been tampered with. Useful.

"Make our own patrol." He added, standing up and looking lively. Yes. Coffee was working.

SilverTiger · 07-02-2010, 09:20 AM

While the conversations that were going on back in Level Two were amusing, to say the least, Dorian had felt the need to get out. Only so much ignoring of the candy could happen, and he'd decided to take himself away from temptation. He'd never really beena big candy fan, but there had been chocolate in those baskets, and he'd always been aware of the pull it had on him. Maybe it was because certain kinds gave him almost the same buzz as his beloved espresso.

In any case, he found himself at the breakroom on Level Three, and wandered inside to see what was available. He knew the coffee cart elsewhere would be more likely to carry his poison of choice, but he didn't feel like going there. Besides, maybe he'd see people other than his own coworkers in the breakroom. He could always hope, especially since he kept reminding himself he needed to meet people. He couldn't always hide away, just because of his memories. And the few people he'd talked to so far had seemed okay.

Heading over to the coffee machine, he located a mug and poured himself some coffee. Black. The next best thing to espresso, unless it wasn't made correctly. Taking a sip, he shuddered a little. Not the best coffee he'd had, but he could make do. After an idle thought about if some firewhiskey would help, he scrapped that. Not while he was working. Instead, he waved his wand at the contents of his mug, then headed to a seat. At least with magic he could help the flavor a little, without risking impairment.

i m a g i n e · 07-02-2010, 09:35 AM

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While the conversations that were going on back in Level Two were amusing, to say the least, Dorian had felt the need to get out. Only so much ignoring of the candy could happen, and he'd decided to take himself away from temptation. He'd never really beena big candy fan, but there had been chocolate in those baskets, and he'd always been aware of the pull it had on him. Maybe it was because certain kinds gave him almost the same buzz as his beloved espresso.

In any case, he found himself at the breakroom on Level Three, and wandered inside to see what was available. He knew the coffee cart elsewhere would be more likely to carry his poison of choice, but he didn't feel like going there. Besides, maybe he'd see people other than his own coworkers in the breakroom. He could always hope, especially since he kept reminding himself he needed to meet people. He couldn't always hide away, just because of his memories. And the few people he'd talked to so far had seemed okay.

Heading over to the coffee machine, he located a mug and poured himself some coffee. Black. The next best thing to espresso, unless it wasn't made correctly. Taking a sip, he shuddered a little. Not the best coffee he'd had, but he could make do. After an idle thought about if some firewhiskey would help, he scrapped that. Not while he was working. Instead, he waved his wand at the contents of his mug, then headed to a seat. At least with magic he could help the flavor a little, without risking impairment.

Fionn had to get some coffee. With everything going on upstairs, she needed a second to recoup. She thought doing some paperwork and meeting a few people in her department would happen. But no. Someone had to set loose all the bad nasty animals up there. Good thing she had dealt with more aggressive and deadlier animals. They didn't stand a chance. Once you wrangle with Werewolves, you can deal with anything. Well, with most.

Making a straight beeline over to the coffee coral, she twirled her wrist and placed her right hand on her left and moved it up, her signature candy cotton pink mug donning "Darcy" on it, appeared in her hand. Just her own personal magic. Her red painted lips broke into a smile and she poured in some black coffee. Looking around she got two Splenda sugars and emptied them in the mug and threw away the empty packets.

Raising her mug to her lips, she took a sip and looked around. She had to get out of her office, so to not get into anymore mess. So she decided to head South to Level 3. The breakroom was a lot less crazy and less populated. Then she spotted someone she knew.

"Fancy seeing you here Monsieur Tamerlane." She smiled up from her mug, walking over towards him.

SilverTiger · 07-02-2010, 10:03 AM

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Originally Posted by A Twisted Wicked Fate

Fionn had to get some coffee. With everything going on upstairs, she needed a second to recoup. She thought doing some paperwork and meeting a few people in her department would happen. But no. Someone had to set loose all the bad nasty animals up there. Good thing she had dealt with more aggressive and deadlier animals. They didn't stand a chance. Once you wrangle with Werewolves, you can deal with anything. Well, with most.

Making a straight beeline over to the coffee coral, she twirled her wrist and placed her right hand on her left and moved it up, her signature candy cotton pink mug donning "Darcy" on it, appeared in her hand. Just her own personal magic. Her red painted lips broke into a smile and she poured in some black coffee. Looking around she got two Splenda sugars and emptied them in the mug and threw away the empty packets.

Raising her mug to her lips, she took a sip and looked around. She had to get out of her office, so to not get into anymore mess. So she decided to head South to Level 3. The breakroom was a lot less crazy and less populated. Then she spotted someone she knew.

"Fancy seeing you here Monsieur Tamerlane." She smiled up from her mug, walking over towards him.

Idly thinking about things, the duel of Sam's creation, the new people in MLES, and everything else, Dorian found himself wishing he'd brought reading material. Perhaps if he had, he wouldn't be forced to push back the other memories that kept wanting to come to the forefront of his mind. Even Watchmen would have worked, although he also had some Dickens up in his desk as well. But that was the problem, they were all cozily ensconced in oneof his desk drawers. And he didn't feel like trying to summon any of it, so he'd just have to continue exercising his ability at pushing the memories back.

Glancing over as the door to the breakroom had opened again, he raised an eyebrow at the familiar blonde who had walked in. When she'd beelined for the coffee, similar to how he had earlier, a faint smile crept onto his face. Only to be cemented there as he watched her conjure up her pink coffee mug. When she noticed him sitting there, he stretched out his legs a little. "I could say the same to you, Miss Darcy," he said, before taking a sip of his drink. Still not the best, but at least his spell masked the slightly acrid flavor. "I wasn't aware you worked here." Not that they'd discussed the almost banal topic of employment that time in the cafe. But he would have thought he'd have seen her if she'd worked there long. If anything, back when there had been the Ministry-wide mystery challenge.

i m a g i n e · 07-02-2010, 10:15 AM

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Idly thinking about things, the duel of Sam's creation, the new people in MLES, and everything else, Dorian found himself wishing he'd brought reading material. Perhaps if he had, he wouldn't be forced to push back the other memories that kept wanting to come to the forefront of his mind. Even Watchmen would have worked, although he also had some Dickens up in his desk as well. But that was the problem, they were all cozily ensconced in oneof his desk drawers. And he didn't feel like trying to summon any of it, so he'd just have to continue exercising his ability at pushing the memories back.

Glancing over as the door to the breakroom had opened again, he raised an eyebrow at the familiar blonde who had walked in. When she'd beelined for the coffee, similar to how he had earlier, a faint smile crept onto his face. Only to be cemented there as he watched her conjure up her pink coffee mug. When she noticed him sitting there, he stretched out his legs a little. "I could say the same to you, Miss Darcy," he said, before taking a sip of his drink. Still not the best, but at least his spell masked the slightly acrid flavor. "I wasn't aware you worked here." Not that they'd discussed the almost banal topic of employment that time in the cafe. But he would have thought he'd have seen her if she'd worked there long. If anything, back when there had been the Ministry-wide mystery challenge.

Fionn had a feeling while she had walked down from her Department, she would have to deal with sitting alone in the break room. Having to deal with listening to other people talk and such. She was a fun and bubbly girl, but walking up to random people wasn't really her favorite thing to do. She was glad to see Dorian though. That way she didn't have to deal with said situation.

She smiled though and rounded to his table, noticing his long stretched legs. She wasn't that aware he was that tall. Well, from just his stretching she could tell. "Oh, yes. I work in the Department of Magical Creatures, Beast Division." She couldn't remember if they had discussed work the last time they met. Then again, she did have her whole shoe fiasco. Today at least she was wearing different shoes. Black suede stilettos to go well with her Kelly green trench coat, large black buttons and her red glossy lips. Hey, it was her signature look. She always got compliments back home in Ireland.

"Mind if I join you, Sir?" She took a sip. Bitter, but the way she liked it.

SilverTiger · 07-02-2010, 10:57 AM

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Originally Posted by A Twisted Wicked Fate

Fionn had a feeling while she had walked down from her Department, she would have to deal with sitting alone in the break room. Having to deal with listening to other people talk and such. She was a fun and bubbly girl, but walking up to random people wasn't really her favorite thing to do. She was glad to see Dorian though. That way she didn't have to deal with said situation.

She smiled though and rounded to his table, noticing his long stretched legs. She wasn't that aware he was that tall. Well, from just his stretching she could tell. "Oh, yes. I work in the Department of Magical Creatures, Beast Division." She couldn't remember if they had discussed work the last time they met. Then again, she did have her whole shoe fiasco. Today at least she was wearing different shoes. Black suede stilettos to go well with her Kelly green trench coat, large black buttons and her red glossy lips. Hey, it was her signature look. She always got compliments back home in Ireland.

"Mind if I join you, Sir?" She took a sip. Bitter, but the way she liked it.

Dorian knew, as Fionn started heading toward the table he was at, that she was taking stock of the display his six feet two inches made stretched out as it was. It was an odd feeling, and he found himself sitting back again as she came nearer. At least, it felt more polite, although at least she was someone he had already met. He imagined it would have been even more awkward if it had been a stranger approaching his table.

He nodded as she addressed his question about her working here, before taking a sip of coffee. "Ah. Not exactly somewhere I would have expected you to be employed," he replied, before setting his mug on the table. "I'm Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Counterfeit Magic, specifically," he offered. "How are you finding things, beast-wise, so to speak. Anything exciting there?" Anything had to be better than what he'd been experiencing. Although Sam's attempt at giving them occupation had passed the time, now he was back to waiting for something to happen. He smiled slightly, though, at her question. "Feel free. At least it has to be better than both of us sitting lost in our own thoughts," he said, gesturing toward one of the empty chairs at his table. He wondered what they would end up discussing this time.

i m a g i n e · 07-02-2010, 03:49 PM

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Dorian knew, as Fionn started heading toward the table he was at, that she was taking stock of the display his six feet two inches made stretched out as it was. It was an odd feeling, and he found himself sitting back again as she came nearer. At least, it felt more polite, although at least she was someone he had already met. He imagined it would have been even more awkward if it had been a stranger approaching his table.

He nodded as she addressed his question about her working here, before taking a sip of coffee. "Ah. Not exactly somewhere I would have expected you to be employed," he replied, before setting his mug on the table. "I'm Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Counterfeit Magic, specifically," he offered. "How are you finding things, beast-wise, so to speak. Anything exciting there?" Anything had to be better than what he'd been experiencing. Although Sam's attempt at giving them occupation had passed the time, now he was back to waiting for something to happen. He smiled slightly, though, at her question. "Feel free. At least it has to be better than both of us sitting lost in our own thoughts," he said, gesturing toward one of the empty chairs at his table. He wondered what they would end up discussing this time.

Fionn noticed him fix his posture after her bleak staring. Woops. Now she felt bad. He must think she was oogling. She just never noticed how tall he must be. She was probably still a foot shorter compared to him even with her pumps on. That's a bit of the reason why she wore heels everyday. To look taller than her normal 5'3 self. She always was teased during schooling, playful teasing, of course. They called her 'Little Fionn Elefina Elf' It was a nickname that stuck.

She smiled though and sat down across from him, crossing her legs underneath the table at her ankles. She kept her shoulders back and back straight. Proper manners and posture. She was raised well. She chuckled though at his comment on her job position. "Well, when you have an ex boyfriend who was a werewolf, you can handle any type of beast you get thrown at you." Did she really just bring up her little slip of dark past? She smiled lightly and took another sip of her coffee. Thank the heavens for lipstick that didn't stain her mug. One piece of magic she loved. "Oh? How is your department? Is it all paperwork and interrogations?" She had heard something like that. Unless it was just a little mix up.

SilverTiger · 07-03-2010, 07:44 AM

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Fionn noticed him fix his posture after her bleak staring. Woops. Now she felt bad. He must think she was oogling. She just never noticed how tall he must be. She was probably still a foot shorter compared to him even with her pumps on. That's a bit of the reason why she wore heels everyday. To look taller than her normal 5'3 self. She always was teased during schooling, playful teasing, of course. They called her 'Little Fionn Elefina Elf' It was a nickname that stuck.

She smiled though and sat down across from him, crossing her legs underneath the table at her ankles. She kept her shoulders back and back straight. Proper manners and posture. She was raised well. She chuckled though at his comment on her job position. "Well, when you have an ex boyfriend who was a werewolf, you can handle any type of beast you get thrown at you." Did she really just bring up her little slip of dark past? She smiled lightly and took another sip of her coffee. Thank the heavens for lipstick that didn't stain her mug. One piece of magic she loved. "Oh? How is your department? Is it all paperwork and interrogations?" She had heard something like that. Unless it was just a little mix up.

Dorian raised an eyebrow momentarily as Fionn took his offer, and sat down across from him. Yet again. It was like they were developing a habit of having a table between them, but he was more intrigued by her obvious habit of keeping perfect posture and all. He'd never seen someone quite so proper, but then it hadn't exactly been like he'd been spending time with aristocrats lately. Not when he'd been traveling chasing Gabriel, and even now, he still tended to stay to himself more often than not. Starting to work here had begun to relax him a little, but he knew he still had a long way to go.

The eyebrow didn't relax, however, as she spoke. "A werewolf ex-boyfriend," he repeated, curiously. That sounded like a story, possibly to match his own. Although he'd wager there was less insanity involved. And he wasn't about to talk about his own past any time soon. Unconsciously mirroring her tactic of taking a drink to disguise the awkward pause, he grinned as she finally changed the subject to his department. "Oh, right now I think some of us would be thankful for even paperwork. We're generally looking for anything to do, since it's been oddly slow. Not too many interrogations either," he said. Unless you wanted to count ben and his ridiculous tests. Random trivia didn't help when it came to law enforcement, unless it was just to exercise the brain. But there were so many other ways to accomplish the same goal.

i m a g i n e · 07-03-2010, 09:42 AM

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Dorian raised an eyebrow momentarily as Fionn took his offer, and sat down across from him. Yet again. It was like they were developing a habit of having a table between them, but he was more intrigued by her obvious habit of keeping perfect posture and all. He'd never seen someone quite so proper, but then it hadn't exactly been like he'd been spending time with aristocrats lately. Not when he'd been traveling chasing Gabriel, and even now, he still tended to stay to himself more often than not. Starting to work here had begun to relax him a little, but he knew he still had a long way to go.

The eyebrow didn't relax, however, as she spoke. "A werewolf ex-boyfriend," he repeated, curiously. That sounded like a story, possibly to match his own. Although he'd wager there was less insanity involved. And he wasn't about to talk about his own past any time soon. Unconsciously mirroring her tactic of taking a drink to disguise the awkward pause, he grinned as she finally changed the subject to his department. "Oh, right now I think some of us would be thankful for even paperwork. We're generally looking for anything to do, since it's been oddly slow. Not too many interrogations either," he said. Unless you wanted to count ben and his ridiculous tests. Random trivia didn't help when it came to law enforcement, unless it was just to exercise the brain. But there were so many other ways to accomplish the same goal.

Fionn sat with perfect ease, keeping herself in perfect straight posture. She noticed his sudden quirk of an eyebrow at her. She smiled and mentioned, "My parents were in the upper class back when I was a little lass. I had to be taught manners and such to attend all of the parties and galas." She had only liked going to the art exhibits though. Parties were too.. conniving for her taste. She just wanted to go see art. But, she did miss her parents. May they rest in peace.

She nodded over another sip over her coffee. She didn't want it getting cold. "Yes. You could imagine my excitement having to deal with a pack of rough and tough guys all the time." She rolled her eyes and chuckled. Those days were a dime a dozen and she doesn't particularly miss them. "It was a bit of why I wanted to work with Magical Creatures here. To obtain them so they don't hurt anyone." Like her. She smiled though, keeping everything seemingly light in her expression.

"Oh. We've been having a ruckus upstairs. Animals out of their cages, people getting cuts and bites. I would be happy with paperwork." She giggled and rested her hands, folded, on the table.

SilverTiger · 07-05-2010, 08:03 AM

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Originally Posted by A Twisted Wicked Fate

Fionn sat with perfect ease, keeping herself in perfect straight posture. She noticed his sudden quirk of an eyebrow at her. She smiled and mentioned, "My parents were in the upper class back when I was a little lass. I had to be taught manners and such to attend all of the parties and galas." She had only liked going to the art exhibits though. Parties were too.. conniving for her taste. She just wanted to go see art. But, she did miss her parents. May they rest in peace.

She nodded over another sip over her coffee. She didn't want it getting cold. "Yes. You could imagine my excitement having to deal with a pack of rough and tough guys all the time." She rolled her eyes and chuckled. Those days were a dime a dozen and she doesn't particularly miss them. "It was a bit of why I wanted to work with Magical Creatures here. To obtain them so they don't hurt anyone." Like her. She smiled though, keeping everything seemingly light in her expression.

"Oh. We've been having a ruckus upstairs. Animals out of their cages, people getting cuts and bites. I would be happy with paperwork." She giggled and rested her hands, folded, on the table.

As it seemed Fionn had noticed his little almost unconscious indication of interest, Dorian nodded as she explained her posture. Then he laughed, a little sarcastically. "Sounds like fun," he commented, before taking a sip of his coffee. Parties and such had never been his thing. He'd always been more of the type to be out getting into trouble with Gabriel, exploring and the like, even when they'd been little. Which had made recent events even harder. At least she seemed amused by the conversation, he could distract himself by that.

At her comment about the werewolves, he grinned a little. "Sounds like a lot of the guys around here," he commented dryly. "But that seems like a noble cause. Similar to how I ended up here, really. Wanting to keep people from experiencing the darker side to life." And that was about as close as he was coming to opening up. he wasn't sure he could say much more about the subject anyway, without being transported back in his head. There seemed to be a bit of a hidden meaning to Fionn's words as well, which made him wonder how similar they might be. In some way. But her joking comment about the events on level four made another smile come to his face. "Interesting. We've had our department head transfigured into a magenta guinea pig, and then a departmental duel for amusement, that ended with us all receiving candy. That's the extent of our excitement." Made him wonder about the other departments, though. What might be occurring there.

i m a g i n e · 07-06-2010, 07:47 AM

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As it seemed Fionn had noticed his little almost unconscious indication of interest, Dorian nodded as she explained her posture. Then he laughed, a little sarcastically. "Sounds like fun," he commented, before taking a sip of his coffee. Parties and such had never been his thing. He'd always been more of the type to be out getting into trouble with Gabriel, exploring and the like, even when they'd been little. Which had made recent events even harder. At least she seemed amused by the conversation, he could distract himself by that.

At her comment about the werewolves, he grinned a little. "Sounds like a lot of the guys around here," he commented dryly. "But that seems like a noble cause. Similar to how I ended up here, really. Wanting to keep people from experiencing the darker side to life." And that was about as close as he was coming to opening up. he wasn't sure he could say much more about the subject anyway, without being transported back in his head. There seemed to be a bit of a hidden meaning to Fionn's words as well, which made him wonder how similar they might be. In some way. But her joking comment about the events on level four made another smile come to his face. "Interesting. We've had our department head transfigured into a magenta guinea pig, and then a departmental duel for amusement, that ended with us all receiving candy. That's the extent of our excitement." Made him wonder about the other departments, though. What might be occurring there.

Fionn smiled and rolled her eyes at his comment. No, not fun at all. "Oh hardly. I went through that teenage angst and rebellious phase and ended up destroying a party once." But she didn't go on to tell him about how her werewolf boyfriend started turning during the party. Somethings were just meant to stay hidden. As much of a blessed childhood she had, she always wished it wasn't so.. they way it was.

She conjured a sugar packet with a snap of her fingers and began pouring it into her cup when he told her his reason for joining the ministry. She looked up and saw a glimmer of a shadow in his eye and she cleared her throat before taking another sip of her coffee. "Well, dating isn't really my thing anymore. Troublesome, tiring, and I don't want to break off another engagement." She bit her painted lip and thought of how it all ended. It was for the better, but it still hurt sometimes. "Dealing with creatures most of the time helps though. Dragons, Centaurs, Werewolves. It does put a damper on when I try to work with humans, but I'm fine with it." She was trying to be funny, but fell flat, she thought.

After he talked about the going ons in his department she let out a small melodic laugh. "Wow, sounds like a party." She joked, a small smile on her lips. She couldn't really tell why, but she enjoyed his company.

SilverTiger · 07-07-2010, 09:07 AM

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Fionn smiled and rolled her eyes at his comment. No, not fun at all. "Oh hardly. I went through that teenage angst and rebellious phase and ended up destroying a party once." But she didn't go on to tell him about how her werewolf boyfriend started turning during the party. Somethings were just meant to stay hidden. As much of a blessed childhood she had, she always wished it wasn't so.. they way it was.

She conjured a sugar packet with a snap of her fingers and began pouring it into her cup when he told her his reason for joining the ministry. She looked up and saw a glimmer of a shadow in his eye and she cleared her throat before taking another sip of her coffee. "Well, dating isn't really my thing anymore. Troublesome, tiring, and I don't want to break off another engagement." She bit her painted lip and thought of how it all ended. It was for the better, but it still hurt sometimes. "Dealing with creatures most of the time helps though. Dragons, Centaurs, Werewolves. It does put a damper on when I try to work with humans, but I'm fine with it." She was trying to be funny, but fell flat, she thought.

After he talked about the going ons in his department she let out a small melodic laugh. "Wow, sounds like a party." She joked, a small smile on her lips. She couldn't really tell why, but she enjoyed his company.

Dorian leaned back in his chair again, coffe cup in hand, as Fionn spoke of her childhood. Or however she would refer to the topic. It seemed a bit tense, at least. Although she seemed amused as well. "I think everyone goes through that phase. Some more impressively than others," he observed idly. Of course, his own rebellious phase had ended up spectacularly backfiring on himself, although he'd been past teenage. He wasn't about to ask about why she'd destroyed a party, for that very reason. He understood people not wanting to talk about things from their past.

He couldn't say he knew why she'd changed the topic to dating, though. Not when the comment she was responding to had been about himself and the Ministry. It added a certain intrigue, that he wasn't about to address. Not really. Sipping his coffee, his grey eyes watched her for a second. "Broken engagements are never nice. I would imagine," he observed finally. And that was it, since once again it seemed they'd encountered a sticky topic. "I've never been very good with creatures, myself. Except for Lorelai. But I can deal with humans. So it seems we've ended up where we should be," he commented, with a bit of a smile. At least the last part had been a joke, although not so much the rest. He really wasn't good with animals.

At least his comment about the events on level two seemed to have entertained her, and he found her laugh was nice to hear. Kind of musical. "Kind of a dangerous party, if you knew some of my coworkers. But I guess it was entertaining," he said, before taking yet another sip of coffee. He was finding her quite easy to talk to, even though he wasn't opening up. Not entirely. He was beginning to think that part of himself was locked away for good.

Anastasia_Crommwell · 07-30-2010, 03:41 AM

Annabeth walked into the room. She had never had any reason to be up here in this Breakroom.. .but it was for all employees. So why not check it out?
She adjusted her tweed hat, and poured herself some coffee. It was nice up here, quiet.

She could get used to this.

PatInTheHat · 07-30-2010, 03:53 AM

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Annabeth walked into the room. She had never had any reason to be up here in this Breakroom.. .but it was for all employees. So why not check it out?
She adjusted her tweed hat, and poured herself some coffee. It was nice up here, quiet.

She could get used to this.

Coffee cup in hand, Nikos strolled into the breakroom. The magical creatures infesting had the whole creatures office busier than ever. So suffice to say that he needed a break, and coffee.

Walking over to where the only other occupant of the room stood, he gave her and easy smille. She looked familiar. "Hey."

Anastasia_Crommwell · 07-30-2010, 03:58 AM

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Coffee cup in hand, Nikos strolled into the breakroom. The magical creatures infesting had the whole creatures office busier than ever. So suffice to say that he needed a break, and coffee.

Walking over to where the only other occupant of the room stood, he gave her and easy smille. She looked familiar. "Hey."

Annabeth looked up a the sound of a vaguely familiar voice. When she saw its owner, a wide smile broke across her face.
"Niko! Hello."

She paused, and studied his face. He didn't seem to remember who she was.

And she didn't expect him to. They had met almost a year ago in Diagon Alley. She winked. "Annabeth Lourdis."

PatInTheHat · 07-30-2010, 04:07 AM

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Annabeth looked up a the sound of a vaguely familiar voice. When she saw its owner, a wide smile broke across her face.
"Niko! Hello."

She paused, and studied his face. He didn't seem to remember who she was.

And she didn't expect him to. They had met almost a year ago in Diagon Alley. She winked. "Annabeth Lourdis."

He was certain he knew her, because she had known him....or his name atleast. He wasn't well known around the Ministry so he must have met her before. Maybe she used to work with him on the fourth floor...

The man was mentaly guessing her name when she offered it to him. Grinning sheepishly at his failed memory, he nodded. "Yes, Annabeth. Now I remember." The job was really starting to get to him. "How have you been?" He hadn't seen her since....he first moved to London. Seemed like ages ago now that he thought about it.

Anastasia_Crommwell · 07-30-2010, 04:11 AM

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He was certain he knew her, because she had known him....or his name atleast. He wasn't well known around the Ministry so he must have met her before. Maybe she used to work with him on the fourth floor...

The man was mentaly guessing her name when she offered it to him. Grinning sheepishly at his failed memory, he nodded. "Yes, Annabeth. Now I remember." The job was really starting to get to him. "How have you been?" He hadn't seen her since....he first moved to London. Seemed like ages ago now that he thought about it.

Annabeth's eyes crinkled warmly at Niko's discomfort. "I've been lovely," she said. Which was partly true. But, eh. "And you?"

In truth, she had missed seeing Nikos. When she had spoken to him in Diagon Alley, it was like a part of her was connected to home, alive. It was hard to find that anywhere. It was also very rare, from what her mother had told her.

But that was just superstition and muck, yes? Yes.

PatInTheHat · 07-30-2010, 04:27 AM

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Annabeth's eyes crinkled warmly at Niko's discomfort. "I've been lovely," she said. Which was partly true. But, eh. "And you?"

In truth, she had missed seeing Nikos. When she had spoken to him in Diagon Alley, it was like a part of her was connected to home, alive. It was hard to find that anywhere. It was also very rare, from what her mother had told her.

But that was just superstition and muck, yes? Yes.

"That's good..." He responded while pouring himself a cup of coffee. He wished he had kept in better touch with her, but the job and home life had kept him at a distance with his new friends. "I've been well. Settled in nicely since out last meeting."

Taking a sip of his coffee, he took a seat on the near by couch, easing back into the chair as he glanced up at her. "Remind me, what department do you work in?" Darn that memory of his for forgetting everything that had been said when they first meet. Of course she could have changed departments since then, he had changed divisions.

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