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hello, dolly || [OPEN] Nov 23, 2013 19:39:05 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Nov 23, 2013 19:39:05 GMT -8

Dolores Umbridge had a sweet side to her. Buried far beneath the perfectionist and the girl who needed to do everything fourteen times to insure accuracy, she was a gentle creature. Of course, many people didn’t see that. They saw her antics as sheer self-destruction. She was a canon that had been locked, loaded, and lit...but the fuse had been lost somewhere: At danger of exploding at any moment without warning. She was a danger to all of them, including her employer and the rest of the Ministry employees.

Sitting at her desk, Dolly knew that she had a lot to do...it was just one of those days when the work had all piled up. She picked up one of the files for Isabella and looked it up and down. It was something that had to be approved and back at the main office by today, something her employer would undoubtedly be responsible for. She raised both of her eyebrows and set it on the edge of the desk where Isabella would see it when she came back from her daily meetings with the other floor heads. Jesus when was the last time she slept? Her eyes felt foggy, groggy, a close to shutting at only a moment’s notice. Shaking her face and trying to wake herself up, the petite brunette knew that she was going to have to do something to put her back on top of the work load.

Glancing down for just a second, she caught sight of the watch that was fastened around her wrist. It was nearly noon; high past time for her to take a quick lunch break. She would allow herself thirty mintues top - that would be enough time for her to grab something quick and be back before Isabella even knew that she was missing. Fortunately for Dolly, there was a small muggle tea shop that was just outside of the MInistry, which seemed like the perfect excuse to take her lunch break. She slipped her hand into her pocket and set a few dollars on the counter and took her chai tea to go.

Sitting down on one of the benches on the main floor, Dolly quietly observed all the people coming and going through the floo network, her chai tea pressed to her lips as her light brown eyes watched them. There were witches and wizards of all kinds, bundled up against the chilly weather that was raging outside. Softly, she swung her ballet-flat clad feet back and forth, toes barely skidding across the marbled floor of the ground.

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hello, dolly || [OPEN] Nov 25, 2013 7:58:10 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Nov 25, 2013 7:58:10 GMT -8

"No!" With a quick gesture Isabella's glasses were thrown from her face to the desk as she slammed her fist against the table. Standing at the head of the table with Aurora's and the acting Minister. "Minister, if we do not act know those Dark Wizards will be set free! They're still in our grasps. We need to send a small team of Aurora's to capture them. If none of you Aurora's are bold enough to do it then I will! Watch as your Head of Law Enforcement, at the age I'm at I can be all of your grandmothers and great-grandmothers, recaptures ten Dark Wizards!" The woman glared at all of them with her dark hazel eyes. When she saw hands slowly go up, her facial expression didn't change. Still staring at their young face with a stone cold look. "Moody, take whoever you want. You're leading this time." She quickly pulled her glasses to her nose as she started writing this information down. Looking over her glasses she snared. "Are we sitting here waiting for the bloody daisies to grow? I want those Dark Wizard back in prison! Go!"

When the room was to herself, Isabella sighed as she started to pick her things into her briefcase. The elderly woman tapped the briefcase as it started levitating behind her. The slender Italian walked through the busy hallways of the Ministery, her mind racing as he prayed to her gods that Moody was the right choice for this. Her black heels clicked against the marble floor as she stopped by the small coffee shop. Paying the gentleman for her espresso she slowly sipped it taking a sit on a bench. Crossing at her ankles she saw a young woman from the corner of her eyes, quickly turning. "Sorry, I hope this wasn't for anyone." She said softly, adjusting herself to get a better look. Seeing the young face in the woman her face started to shape the cold stone face again. "Hmm..so you're her..." He said softly. When her young mind finally caught up with her old body she realized she was sitting with her new secretary.

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hello, dolly || [OPEN] Dec 3, 2013 8:44:50 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2013 8:44:50 GMT -8

Someone sat down next to her and Dolores took another sip of her chai tea. It wasn’t until she saw movement out of the corner of her eye that she realized that the woman was staring at her. Immediately, she turned her head slightly to the side, brown eyes observing her new companion. Dolly knew her even before she began talking to her, it was hard not to know your employer - especially when she was such a high-up presence in the Ministry. This was Isabella Bartoli, the Head of Magical Law Enforement and the woman that she presently worked for. Merlin, if this wasn’t fate’s way of telling her that she should still be at her desk filing the paperwork, she didn’t know what was!

Immediately she dug her toes into the marble floor, trying to get them to stop swinging back and forth like a child. Her hand grabbed the edge of her skirt and pulled it down over her knees and she sucked in a breath. First meetings always did this to her - made her on edge, put her a little anxious: it was naturally the perfectionist inside her that began to panic as soon as she was in situations such as these, ”Of course not, ma’am.” She answered, referring to the bench. Here she had been neglecting her duties for a lousy lunch break and she had been caught red-handed by Isabella.

She mentioned that she was her and Dolores felt her blood run cold for a moment. Surely she had to know that she was her secretary...that had to be what she was reffering too, ”Yes ma’am.” She said again and then placed her tea in her other hand, offering a hand-shake to the woman who funded her paycheck, ”Dolores Umbridge, ma’am. Your new secretary. It’s a pleasure to be working with you, I’ve heard such great things about you, I’m sure and-” She cut herself off when noticed the ink that was smeared across her hand, but she didn’t withdraw it. She had to make sure that she got off on the right foot with Ms. Bartoli.