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The Mod Journal ([info]unexpectedmod) wrote in [info]unexpectedrpg,
@ 2008-07-25 22:34:00

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Entry tags:open, the ministry of magic

Who: Everyone, Open
When: July 11th, 2002
What: Celebratory Ball
Where: The Ministry Of Magic
Rating: We'll say PG-14
Status: Open / In Progress



OOC |-| Alright, this thread is pretty much open for the threads you'd like to create. Have fun and be creative. All I ask is that you keep all NC-17 posts until after. No shagging under the tables, on the bar, or in a broom closet. Also, I'd like most to stay at least until the small plot twist which will be posted later using this account. It will make things a bit more interesting in the game. Thanks!

The surroundings were absolutely gorgeous as people mingled in the ballroom located in the heart of the Ministry of Magic Headquarters. Jewels sparkled and all in attendence were dressed in their finest. From the CRWM's point of view it was a night of celebration, their attempts at creating a new and better Wizarding Community were well on their way and the future looked bright for all, both Muggleborn and Pureblood alike.

Despite the seriousness of the evening, Minister Kinglsey Shaklebolt was not in attendance. Instead, he had left a representative in his stead, who had taken a moment to address the crowd, speaking of the hope and a positive future. The message had various reactions throughout the crowd. Many were hopeful, but just as many were not impressed and it could be seen. The speech and formalities did not last for very long before the guests were left to themselves to mingle and have a good time. The music was started, the bar was opened, and waiters moved through the crowd carrying both drinks and orderves.


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[info]seafinn
2008-07-27 06:59 pm UTC (link)
"What are ye looking at, love?" Seamus' gaze followed hers to see a woman on top of a man. "Well, that's not right." Wasn't that Lisa's fiance? Oh bugger. "Lisa, love, sure it's not what it looks like. She's sitting on him for God's sake. Don't go getting upset."

He gave her a twirl and dipped her, giving one of his best smiles. Anything to make her feel better. He hated sad women. "Tell me what's on your mind, love. Maybe I can calm ya." He brought her back up, and hugged her.

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[info]lovinglisa
2008-07-27 07:07 pm UTC (link)
"Perhaps it's not." She said unsure what she should believe at this point. She should have known this would happen when you were forced to wed someone you hardly knew. SHe looked down.

She couldn't help but smile when he gave her that smile. He was a nice sort of bloke and he was honestly trying to make her feel better. However she didn't want to bum him out talking about her confusion and unhappiness right now. "Nothing in particular." She lied in what she thought a convincing way. She wiped away a few stray tears hoping that her blue eyes were not all red and splotchy.

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[info]seafinn
2008-07-27 07:14 pm UTC (link)
"Lisa, love, don't cry. He's a right arse for making you upset, but I don't think he means to." Seamus smiled, wiping away her tears with the edge of his jacket. He turned his gaze back to Andrew, only to see the woman slap him. Then they seemed to be glaring at each other.

"Look at that. Would you do that with anybody but your friend? See, she's even leaving now! You can make this work. Go after him. Ask him for a dance. He did stop by earlier and said to seek him out when we were done with out dance. Go on now, love. Off with ya." He gave her a kiss on the cheek and ushered her towards Andrew.

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