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Post by Ally Moore on Jul 15, 2007 17:53:04 GMT
*Apparates outside the building. Pushes open the heavy doors. Walks toward the counter. Hides the clock and vial inside her robe.*
Excuse me? I would like to see my vault, please.
*She hands a goblin her key. The goblin leads her through the doors at the end of the hall.*
*In the next room, Andromeda notices Professor Flitwick on his way out.*
Oh, hello Professor!
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Post by Blake Rosier on Sept 3, 2007 14:54:15 GMT
*walks into the bank*
*walks to nearest goblin while pulling a key out*
I need to see my vault.
*the two go to the vault*
*enters the vault. pulls out galleons and the walks toward the other items within the vault. searches for a minute before he finds the items he is looking for. puts the items in his bag and walks out*
*the two return to the main lobby*
Thank you and good day.
*leaves the bank to continue shopping*
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Lavender
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Post by Lavender on Mar 26, 2008 18:06:19 GMT
*walks up the giant steps into the bank. like she always does Lavender read the warning on the door, think how stupid someone must be to try to infiltrate this bank. She walks into the bank and stops in the entrance.*
"Damn! Where the bloody hell did I put my key"
*she rumages through the pockets of her cloak trying to find it.* "Ha! got you you little devil." *she walked up to one of the Goblins.*
"Um. Hi. Can i get some money out of my account. Please?"
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Post by Griphook on Jul 12, 2008 9:30:48 GMT
*Looks up from his desk glaring slightly at the young woman who asked if she can get some money out of her account*
I presume you have your key?
*calls one of the other goblins to come and take the girl to her vault then continues with his paper work*
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Post by Gilderoy Lockhart on Aug 24, 2009 16:43:43 GMT
*Wanders into the bank and stands centrally, expecting someone to come to serve him*
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Post by Juliette Sinclair on Aug 24, 2009 16:52:41 GMT
*Juliette walks by the bank, trying to decide where to look for Lockhart next. She tuns her head just as someone walked into the bank, thinking she might have caught a glance of the back of his head. She shook it off and continued on her way.*
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Post by Gilderoy Lockhart on Aug 24, 2009 17:09:24 GMT
*Begins to wonder why nobody has noticed the superstar amongst them and walks over to join a queue*
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Griphook
Magical Being
Gringotts Bank Teller
Posts: 9
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Post by Griphook on Aug 24, 2009 22:10:29 GMT
*When Gilderoy reaches his desk he peers over his glasses unimpressed*
How may I be of service?
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Post by Gilderoy Lockhart on Aug 27, 2009 23:00:35 GMT
*With a big smug smile on his face*
I should like to withdraw some funds please.
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Griphook
Magical Being
Gringotts Bank Teller
Posts: 9
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Post by Griphook on Aug 27, 2009 23:02:51 GMT
*He shakes his head*
Your account has been temporarily closed until notice from St. Mungos. Move along.
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Post by Gilderoy Lockhart on Aug 27, 2009 23:03:52 GMT
What do you mean closed?
I am Gilderoy Lockhart! I demand service!
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Griphook
Magical Being
Gringotts Bank Teller
Posts: 9
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Post by Griphook on Aug 27, 2009 23:05:04 GMT
*He peers over his glasses and gives Gilderoy a disapproving look, then continues with his work*
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Post by Gilderoy Lockhart on Aug 27, 2009 23:06:03 GMT
*Flustered at being ignored, he swivels on his foot and strides out of the bank hoping to retain some dignity*
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Post by Django on Mar 24, 2011 17:41:08 GMT
*He was looking for a celebrity. A ruined celebrity, escaped from a mental asylum likely without as much as a sickle on him. Naturally the first place a celebrity would go would be to his bank account. So that is where Django began his hunt.*
*Wearing his more formal robes, he polished off the remainder of a mini whisky bottle as he climbed the stairs of Gringotts Bank, then tossed it aside. He wiped his mouth and went in.*
*He approached who he assumed was the Head Goblin and waited patiently to be addressed.*
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Griphook
Magical Being
Gringotts Bank Teller
Posts: 9
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Post by Griphook on Mar 24, 2011 17:42:20 GMT
*He was not in the mood for interruptions and finished the sentence he was writing before placing his quill down, lacing his fingers together on the desk and giving the stranger his attention.*
Yes?
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