verity is in the corner of the room itâs not that unusual, ( given how weary people are still ) but what she doesnât expect is someone approaching.â what brings you over to my little area ? â

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verity is in the corner of the room itâs not that unusual, ( given how weary people are still ) but what she doesnât expect is someone approaching.â what brings you over to my little area ? â

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open starter / inaugural gala.
HEâS LOST. tragically lost, really. itâs not even a product of him adjusting to the new world, really â heâs an adaptable guy, heâll tell anyone who asks, because it does tend to be the first question â this is just his simple being. regulus isnât entirely sure why he was invited to this ( the ministryâs attempt at peacemaking ? a ploy to get more information as to what to expect from him ? ), and heâs even less sure as to why he actually wound up coming besides a generalized idea of â i really need to figure out some of this shit sometime. â itâs the archives, thatâs what heâs sure of. things donât look terribly different, but he never spent much time in the ministry even before. â OH, HELLO, â his voice is soft, london accent mixed with a general distaste for raising his voice, and he wishes he could figure this out himself, but itâs verging on two hours into this aimless roam, and itâs getting excessive at this point. but he doesnât want anyone to know heâs lost, alright ? heâs a capable guy. so, instead, branding on a smile, he tilts his head, â how are you tonight ? enjoying the... festivities ? â
đťđžđ˛đ°đđ¸đžđ˝   :   the   ministry   of   magic   . đđđ°đđđ   :   open   !   @startertmsââ
he's   all   splendour   and   brilliance   in   the   limelight   ,   made   đđđđĽđđđđđđđđŚ Â Â beautiful   when   he   basks   in   the   burn   of   the   sole    spotlight   .   harsh   lines   become   intricately   carved   (   fine   marble   ,   STRIKING   in   beauty   rather   than   terror   )   and   it's   amazing   how   he   comes   to   life   under   the   scope   of   đđ¨đđŽđŹđđ   attention   .   newly   -   minted   minister   for   magic   offers   gracious   smiles   ,   flute   after   flute   of   champagne   ;   he   almost   looks   like   a   man   instead   of   labryinthine   machination   .   unaware   of   who   he's   turned   to   ,   charm   floods   đ°đđđžđźđ°đđ¸đ˛đ°đťđťđ   into   the   curl   of   a   winning   smile   .     â   i   do   hope   you're   enjoying   the   evening   thus   far   .   i   must   apologise   for   my   speech   earlier   ,   i   do   have   a   tendency   to   .   .   .   waffle   .   â
Tonks does technically work for the Ministry, but she would admit that she doesnât exactly feel like she does. She feels like a separate entity than other parts of the Ministry, so she always felt out of place at these galas. But, any excuse to wear a nice suit.
She doesnât mean to, but she realizes she is patrolling the gala rather than actually participating. She didnât always see eye to eye with Kingsley, but sheâd be loyal to him until the very end. The tension in her body hardly eases as she also realizes she practically sees Remus everywhere. A long sigh and a big swig of a drink later, she forces herself to engage.Â
âSo,â Tonks walks up to the nearest person she could find. âWhat a wild couple of days itâs been, huh?â Good Merlin, since when was she this awkward? She smiles in hopes the other didnât take care.
JANUARY 31ST, 2021. the shock that kingsley shackleboltâs abrupt resignation ( and subsequent statement ) caused throughout the community is only beginning to ebb when stately owls begin distributing the handsome black & gold invites to the inaugural gala. it was to be expected eventually, but anyone whoâs curiosity strayed to the traditional event would have been forgiven for expecting a delay. the show must go on is the general feeling, and what a show itâll be - only the FINEST symphony orchestra hired to play throughout the evening, and only the most expensive of foods imported to be served to highly esteemed guests ( and the âregularâ ministry workers, to boot ). itâs as much an evening to wine, dine & dance as it is an opportunity to rub shoulders with the wixen elite, and anyone whoâs anyone - or who HOPES to be someone, someday - jumps at the opportunity to attend. you donât really have to like the minister to like what the ministers contacts can get you.Â
heâs destined to be a controversial figure, though none could have guessed that it would be MINISTER KARKAROFFâS own daughter who would attempt to steal the spotlight on his very special day. she pops her head in. smiles for some front page pictures for the daily prophet. and then mysteriously disappears. word has somehow spread about the BLOWOUT houseparty that sheâs hosting at none other than the ministers own manor - and did you hear that rumour about the hobgoblins performing ? this event promises what the other simply canât, which is, of course, more FUN than you can handle.Â

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â tell anyone to piss off yet ? â   mary pauses in the threshold of a meeting space in one of the halls beyond the gala , tone dry and the fraction of a grin bordering impish .   itâs a room of ghosts , as circumstance would have it  --  harry moreso than herself , perhaps , but haunted all the same .   a requiem for roots refusing to wither as the ashes of a burning rome falls around them .   â some of them need to hear it , if y'ask me . â   dark - haired witch pushes off the jamb , balancing a wine glass in hand as she settles atop an edge of the long , empty table .    â you managing all right ?  â
:) for @herisenâ
she hadnât been at the gala long before a crystal glass filled with champagne was in kaelaâs hands. she hadnât been there LONG before her stomach was in knots. honesty was not a virtue she held near and dear and yet ; singing false praises of her father, painting on a smile for the press that was nothing but a SHAM weighed heavy. ( she was a solid picture of support - no one would expect what was up her sleeve ). a sigh escapes her lips as gray hues scan the room in a moment of faux solace, only to realize she had COMPANY beside her. âmrs. malfoy.â she opts for FORMALITIES. âi was just admiring the decorations. theyâre very nice, though i do think black and GOLD is a bit played out. expected. donât you think?â @toujovrspursâ
âYou should drink water with alcohol, keeps away the terrible hangovers.â Helen looks at Cerise with a pointed look that could be mistaken for scolding. They could be nice, even if scolding Cerise was the closest they got to doing so. But Helen did go through all the effort of getting Cerise a glass. âAnd I donât want to have to babysit you all night if you get messy drunk.â
@ofenchantmentâ - Cerise !