Practise roleplay - The Newbies Lounge

[Evelyn Brooke Spicket]

*The young witch named Evelyn nodded at Andromeda.*

Nice to meet you, Andromeda.

Evelyn looks at the two and wishes she knew how to engage in a conversation.

[Andromeda Tonks]

*still smiling*

And you.

*notices that Evelyn seems slightly uncomfortable, decides to attempt to start a conversation*

So... is it your first time coming here?

[Evelyn Brooke Spicket]

*the girl looks at Andromeda.*

Yes. It is my first time here.

[Andromeda Tonks]

*nods*

I see. Mine as well, though I've heard stories. I just never seem to be... in the area, you know?

*smiles again*

[Evelyn Brooke Spicket]

*smiles*

yeah...I know...so...where do you work? Or is it secret? I'm a Healer-In-Training.

[Andromeda Tonks]

Ah... I see. Glad to hear it, we're always in need of more Healers.

*smiles wryly; debates whether or not mentioning the Department would be wise, decides against it, giving a more vague- though no less true- answer*

I work for the Ministry.

[Evelyn Brooke Spicket]

Oh, that is cool.

*She is so lucky to be working there. I guess my area of expertise is in healing people, the girl thinks to herself.*

[Zero Quinn]

*Strolls lazily into the lounge, and his eyes pass over all that is there. He offers no expression as he strolls over to the bar, and chooses a stool in which to sit.*

*With a lazy wave of his wand a bottle of wine floats it's way over to him, and he catches it effortlessly in his awaiting hand. Quietly he pops off the cork with a little flick of the wand, and pours himself a generous amount of the blood red liquid into a shimmering glass.*

*As he sips the wine casually he turns in his stool to survey the group of witches, and wizards in the lounge.*

[Juliette Sinclair]

*Juliette strolls into the lounge, tired from her day of searching. She was in need of company and something strong to drink. Collapsing into an empty chair, she flicks her wand to wards the bar. A bottle of firewhiskey flies into her open hand. She pops the cork and takes a long draw from the bottle.*

Lesson one, never be late for work when 'zer is a nutter on the loose.

[Evelyn Brooke Spicket]

*Twice, the door opens. Twice, Evelyn looks up. The first time is a wizard. The second time is a witch.*

I guess the lounge is filling up now. I wonder who they are?

[Shunasazzi]

-mutters to herself-

Now about that drink

-she points her wand towards the bar and gives it a dramatic flick. a bottle of absinthe, a glass spicketed ice water tower, a bowl of sugar cubes, and an absinthe glass and spoon all come wizzing overhead to set themselves all neatly down on the table in front of Shunasazzi.-

Now that's more like it.

-she begins to preform all the steps needed for a good stiff drink of the green muse.-

Bottums up!

-she says to no one in particular. partly because she doubts anyone there would talk to her anyway. and partly because she's just so used to being alone. but either way, she is just contented to sip on her absinthe until the liquid takes affect.-

[Zero Quinn]

*He watches as another enters the lounge, and makes no show of concern, continuing to sip his wine quietly.*

*Slowly he slips his hand into a pocket of his charcoal grey silk suit, and withdraws his Favourite gold galleon. Without taking his eyes off all that are in the lounge he begins to wind the coin through his fingers.*

*His ears prick up as the witch that entered behind him speaks of a mad man on the loose. He snickers softly before he speaks in a velvety voice.*

The "nutter" you speak of wouldn't happen to be Gilderoy Lockhart, would it?

[Juliette Sinclair]

*looks up, noticing someone talking.*

Que? Who me? Yes, I was late comming into work and was informed of his escape. So I was sent to look for him. Lucky me eh?

[Zero Quinn]

*Snickers at the witch giving her a look as if she weren't the brightest crayon in the box.*

Yes, you.

*Doesn't take his eyes off of her as she speaks, his thoughts traveling back to his encounter with the forgetful wizard. He smiles darkly.*

Oh, indeed, lucky you.

*Continues to wind the coin between his fingers faster with each revolution.*

[Aurélie Benoit]

*walks into the lounge elegantly, her head held high*

*mixes up a drink that has a pale blue color and sits in a rather comfortable chair*

*surveys the room, sizing up it's occupants*

*says to nobody in particular*

Hello