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Level 3 Reception and Waiting Area (March 2011 - Jan 2013)
Albert Kettleburn EraAll historical records pertaining to Ministry of Magic RPG under Minister for Magic, Albert Kettleburn [IC January 2081 - December 2086; OOC June 2013 - January 2015]
lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
SPOILER!!: employees
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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow
Ashley had had a feeling Derek would be working on the same squad so when he finally seemed to realize as much, it didn't come as a surprise. She gave him a small smile before speaking. "Good, then I'm happy to tell you that you're no longer lost." He was in the right place and Ashley could help him find his desk now, too. "Looks like we'll be working together then, yeah? Happy to have you. What with your love of potions magazines and all..." She added, smirking slightly. Heh. She wouldn't let him forget that bookstore episode. The image of him scurrying away from her still made her smile when she thought about it.
And then he was asking to get right to work. Impressed, Ashley shook her head. Why in the name of Merlin would the Department Head not want a new employee to get straight to work? And then-
O_O
How long had she been standing there, anyway?
Ashley was kind of caught off guard, this being her first experience with the new Department Head and all. She hadn't heard her behind them and she wondered if this woman was some kind of ninja or something. Would she be doing that in the offices too? Ashley would have to make sure she was always on her A game just in case. She gave the woman a smile and then glanced from Derek back to her, wondering what he was going to say. But then-
O_o
Ashley had noticed the change in tone and the eye narrowing. Merlin's pants. Whatever that guy had done to her, Ashley was just glad she wasn't in his shoes at this moment.
She turned to Derek and motioned for him to come with her. "I think it's best we go check out the office, don't you?" Quick man, lets get out of the line of fire.
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Originally Posted by jujune29th
Text Cut: Derek's saviour and the mind reader
He'd have to get used to it then, working with that Ashley-mind-reader. And Occlumency was a must-learn-it-now thing, yep. Derek would get the hang of it soon enough.
At least she would show him where to go and it was probably going to be the right place. Good, good! Derek even sighed, relieved.
Oh! Their Department Head! Derek was pleased to finally see her. He hadn't freaked out or anything during their interview. She seemed normal. Which was always good. And she wanted him to go straight to wrok! THANK MERLIN!
Derek finally smiled, glad he would be away from the awkwardness and would dive head first on his new job.
He did notice the change in her look/mood when she faced the other guy that was sitting there. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ashley. "Sure, yeah. Let's go." Derek said quickly and turned to follow his colleague.
She approved of them. She did. It was rather excellent that they could see a possible impending explosion for what it was. That meant they were well trained. You know, trained in Accidents -which there might be one involving one Edvard Roslund, and Catastrophes - which would be likely if anyone decided to interfere right now. Her attention, however, did not linger on her employees, rather it was focused on Edvard.
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
Edvard was sitting in one of the roundish couches reading a gossip magazine whilst some level 3 workers chatted somewhere to the left of him. When Althea entered the reception area the air shifted and the workers chatter quieted down. Ms Schrimer had always been able to fill up a room with her divine presence.
Feeling something icy directed at him with full force Edvard took his time and closed and folded the magazine before looking up at her. "Good day Althea." Standing up he scooped up the bouquet of red roses and held them out towards her. "These are for you. Congratulations on your new department head appointment!" Edvard said warmly and genuinely.
Um, stop looking like a frosty mage now, please?
... he SO wasn't helping matters taking his sweet time putting aside the magazine. WHY were there trashy gossip magazines in here anyway? Althea would DESTROY those as soon as she got a chance. Achievements in Charming and Transfiguration today, and perhaps a copy of the Daily Prophet, but no rubbishy tabloids about Botts and Toussaints and Greenwoods and the like.
Her jaw was subtly clenched by the time he did stand up and present her with ... a bouquet of roses. Red roses. She did NOT take them, instead she folded her arms across her chest. "And just how did you find out about my new job?"
... it was creepy. Surely he was aware that he was being very creepy, and she was NOT amused.
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love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope
be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you
The door of the elevator opened with a slight bang and deposited Aiden onto Level 3. His eyes traveled around the little waiting area and smiled. The music emitting from the walls was from a warlock band he hadn't herd in a while and a few magazines sat on the little coffee table. Aiden noticed that there were a few people loitering in the waiting area and it seemed they were in a personal conversation. Well, this wasn't something he wanted to get into the middle of.
Leaning over he thumbed through the reading selections and found a current copy of the Daily Prophet. What with filling out the application, the interview, and the entire hiring process he hadn't had time to read his own. Sitting back he folded his legs at the ankle and opened the paper. Aiden made sure the paper covered his face completely so as to give the quarreling pair some modicum of privacy.
Her jaw was subtly clenched by the time he did stand up and present her with ... a bouquet of roses. Red roses. She did NOT take them, instead she folded her arms across her chest. "And just how did you find out about my new job?"
... it was creepy. Surely he was aware that he was being very creepy, and she was NOT amused.
Edvard was slightly surprised that Althea didn't accept the flowers but not totally. Given what had transpired at end of term feast he couldn't exactly blame her for not doing cartwheels of joy at the sight of him. Ignoring the folded arms, he responded calmly. "I heard about it in the atrium when I was looking at the job postings for different departments, some ministry workers were gossiping about it and I wanted to come and congratulate you."
Not really sure what to do with the bouquet of roses Edvard still held it in his arms between them hoping that Althea would eventually accept them. "Anyway, I'm truly sorry about the scene at the feast. I made a big mess of things and I acted childishly and impulsively. I'm very sorry and I hope you can forgive me because I still want us to be friends." He said truthfully from his heart.
lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
Edvard was slightly surprised that Althea didn't accept the flowers but not totally. Given what had transpired at end of term feast he couldn't exactly blame her for not doing cartwheels of joy at the sight of him. Ignoring the folded arms, he responded calmly. "I heard about it in the atrium when I was looking at the job postings for different departments, some ministry workers were gossiping about it and I wanted to come and congratulate you."
Not really sure what to do with the bouquet of roses Edvard still held it in his arms between them hoping that Althea would eventually accept them. "Anyway, I'm truly sorry about the scene at the feast. I made a big mess of things and I acted childishly and impulsively. I'm very sorry and I hope you can forgive me because I still want us to be friends." He said truthfully from his heart.
Because of course Eddie again chooses the worst possible places to say his damned piece. Althea was of course aware of the arrival of one of her newest employees, along with the quick high-tailing it of the others.
Uh huh. Gossip, was it? She didn't ask what the gossip was, nor did she point out that she would not give him a job. Althea eyed him levelly. "It isn't appropriate for you to be here, especially not to drop in unannounced, with a bouquet of red roses." A flower which clearly denoted romantic intentions, and he'd sure as hell not earned that right yet, especially after everything.
She gave him an incredulous look. That he'd just randomly decide to 'apologise' when he'd said himself that this little visit had supposedly been unplanned despite the roses -which lets face it aren't cheap- and that the intention was to congratulate her?
"I don't think you listen to anything I say, Edvard. Or if you do, you hear what you want to hear and nothing else at all soaks in. Its been months since I saw you last; if you really meant to apologise you would have made some effort to do so sooner. And again thank you for making another public declaration that paints me as mean and unreasonable because I'm not willing to compromise my standards or my self respect for a man who still has no idea who I am as a person, and reduces his supposed attraction toward me to my being pretty." It didn't impress her.
"I don't know if I can forgive you Eddie, because so far I've not seen a single thing to suggest that you actually listened to what I said to you when you made your little confession. I think you should leave now, and take your flowers with you. If you think you can put some big boy pants on and talk to me privately, you can owl me and I might agree to meeting with you, when I have the time. I hope your sister is well. The lifts are just there to your left, they'll take you back to the atrium and you apparently know your way from there."
She deliberately stepped back, away from him. It was a dismissal.
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love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope
be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you
Because of course Eddie again chooses the worst possible places to say his damned piece. Althea was of course aware of the arrival of one of her newest employees, along with the quick high-tailing it of the others.
Uh huh. Gossip, was it? She didn't ask what the gossip was, nor did she point out that she would not give him a job. Althea eyed him levelly. "It isn't appropriate for you to be here, especially not to drop in unannounced, with a bouquet of red roses." A flower which clearly denoted romantic intentions, and he'd sure as hell not earned that right yet, especially after everything.
She gave him an incredulous look. That he'd just randomly decide to 'apologise' when he'd said himself that this little visit had supposedly been unplanned despite the roses -which lets face it aren't cheap- and that the intention was to congratulate her?
"I don't think you listen to anything I say, Edvard. Or if you do, you hear what you want to hear and nothing else at all soaks in. Its been months since I saw you last; if you really meant to apologise you would have made some effort to do so sooner. And again thank you for making another public declaration that paints me as mean and unreasonable because I'm not willing to compromise my standards or my self respect for a man who still has no idea who I am as a person, and reduces his supposed attraction toward me to my being pretty." It didn't impress her.
"I don't know if I can forgive you Eddie, because so far I've not seen a single thing to suggest that you actually listened to what I said to you when you made your little confession. I think you should leave now, and take your flowers with you. If you think you can put some big boy pants on and talk to me privately, you can owl me and I might agree to meeting with you, when I have the time. I hope your sister is well. The lifts are just there to your left, they'll take you back to the atrium and you apparently know your way from there."
She deliberately stepped back, away from him. It was a dismissal.
It seemed like they were destined to have what should be private discussions in public places like halls or in this case a reception area. Maybe it was his fault Edvard mulled to himself but he couldn’t change that now. Even if he wanted to, he doubted in any case that Althea would invite him to her office.
Of course she had to get defensive and pointing out that his being there now with a bouquet of roses was inappropriate. Trying his best to remain cool and collected he answered. "If I always focused on what was appropriate I wouldn’t have come here in the first place. But I did since I wanted to lay what happened behind us."
Feeling his anger and irritation surge within, he defended himself hotly “I listen Althea… I just don’t do or say everything that you think I should. And I couldn’t apologize sooner even if I wanted to. I have been caring for my sister in a remote retreat in the mountains without any connection to civilization. So forgive me for focusing on my sister in her time of need when I clearly should have been apologizing to you." Hmpf. Edvard didn’t understand her. Why did she have to be so darn complicated?
"I don’t go out of my way to make you seem unreasonable or mean. You make a good of job of that yourself. And just so you know my sister died." Flinging the bouquet of roses into a nearby trash can since he felt that no matter what happened next she wouldn’t accept them.
Grounding his feet he met her gaze. "Now tell me what would it take me to get you to forgive me and to stop being so guarded around me? I want to get to know you, not hurt you. I’m not leaving this floor until you at least tell me that." Edvard wasn’t leaving even if his mind was telling him too.
lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
It seemed like they were destined to have what should be private discussions in public places like halls or in this case a reception area. Maybe it was his fault Edvard mulled to himself but he couldn’t change that now. Even if he wanted to, he doubted in any case that Althea would invite him to her office.
Of course she had to get defensive and pointing out that his being there now with a bouquet of roses was inappropriate. Trying his best to remain cool and collected he answered. "If I always focused on what was appropriate I wouldn’t have come here in the first place. But I did since I wanted to lay what happened behind us."
Feeling his anger and irritation surge within, he defended himself hotly “I listen Althea… I just don’t do or say everything that you think I should. And I couldn’t apologize sooner even if I wanted to. I have been caring for my sister in a remote retreat in the mountains without any connection to civilization. So forgive me for focusing on my sister in her time of need when I clearly should have been apologizing to you." Hmpf. Edvard didn’t understand her. Why did she have to be so darn complicated?
"I don’t go out of my way to make you seem unreasonable or mean. You make a good of job of that yourself. And just so you know my sister died." Flinging the bouquet of roses into a nearby trash can since he felt that no matter what happened next she wouldn’t accept them.
Grounding his feet he met her gaze. "Now tell me what would it take me to get you to forgive me and to stop being so guarded around me? I want to get to know you, not hurt you. I’m not leaving this floor until you at least tell me that." Edvard wasn’t leaving even if his mind was telling him too.
She narrowed her eyes just the slightest amount at his talk about not focusing on the appropriate and how he pretty much contradicted his earlier assertion that he was here solely to congratulate her and that he just happened to hear she was here and was just passing through. Not premeditated at all right?
Yes because no connection to civilisation was the smart thing to do when you were looking after someone who was sick and might need actual medical expertise instead of the doddering affection of a sometime-astronomer with stars in his eyes and his head in the clouds. Althea made no comment, not willing to validate that rubbish with any sort of verbal response.
...
...
Grey eyes followed the roses into the trash can, and then flicked back to regard him at that little dig and the follow up. "I'm sorry about your sister." She said quietly, and she meant it. She was close to her own sisters after all, and couldn't at all imagine losing any one of them.
But what the HELL was he doing here then? If it was her, one of her sisters, there would be no WAY that she'd be pursuing someone right after. And by his own account he'd been shut away in the mountains or something, so it had to have happened recently too, and even if it wasn't immediate, well, it was sometime in the past six months and that was shocking to her. And it worried her a little. If Eddie was bent on this single-minded pursuit of her in an attempt to block out his grief well, that wasn't exactly healthy. And to throw it at her like that, like he was playing the sympathy card or something... ugh.
But no. She had said her piece. "I told you that you can owl me and I might consider meeting up with you to talk, but you need to leave now, and don't think I won't call security to escort you if you refuse to go."
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love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope
be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you
She narrowed her eyes just the slightest amount at his talk about not focusing on the appropriate and how he pretty much contradicted his earlier assertion that he was here solely to congratulate her and that he just happened to hear she was here and was just passing through. Not premeditated at all right?
Yes because no connection to civilisation was the smart thing to do when you were looking after someone who was sick and might need actual medical expertise instead of the doddering affection of a sometime-astronomer with stars in his eyes and his head in the clouds. Althea made no comment, not willing to validate that rubbish with any sort of verbal response.
...
...
Grey eyes followed the roses into the trash can, and then flicked back to regard him at that little dig and the follow up. "I'm sorry about your sister." She said quietly, and she meant it. She was close to her own sisters after all, and couldn't at all imagine losing any one of them.
But what the HELL was he doing here then? If it was her, one of her sisters, there would be no WAY that she'd be pursuing someone right after. And by his own account he'd been shut away in the mountains or something, so it had to have happened recently too, and even if it wasn't immediate, well, it was sometime in the past six months and that was shocking to her. And it worried her a little. If Eddie was bent on this single-minded pursuit of her in an attempt to block out his grief well, that wasn't exactly healthy. And to throw it at her like that, like he was playing the sympathy card or something... ugh.
But no. She had said her piece. "I told you that you can owl me and I might consider meeting up with you to talk, but you need to leave now, and don't think I won't call security to escort you if you refuse to go."
"Thank you." Edvard said quietly. "It was my sister that pushed me to come see you. She wanted me to make up with you after I told her about the feast." Camilla had kept on pestering him about it right up to her death. If only she was still here now. Shaking his head he did his best to not tear up in front of Althea. He needed to show strength and that he meant what he said because otherwise she wouldn’t take him seriously.
As Althea again told him to leave Edvard simply mouthed, eyes narrowed. "NO, I’m not leaving. I don’t want to make the mistake of not fighting for you and our friendship when I can. I want to get to know you Althea and I’m prepared to fight for that right." To put action to words the ex-astronomer walked over and sat down on the sofa again.
Placing his arms in his lap Edvard said calmly. "Call security if you want Althea. I meant everything I’ve said. Our friendship is dear to me and I’m not lightly walking away from it." He usually didn’t like confrontations or getting into the middle of fights but this was for something he valued and cherished. If security had to come then so be it.
lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
"Thank you." Edvard said quietly. "It was my sister that pushed me to come see you. She wanted me to make up with you after I told her about the feast." Camilla had kept on pestering him about it right up to her death. If only she was still here now. Shaking his head he did his best to not tear up in front of Althea. He needed to show strength and that he meant what he said because otherwise she wouldn’t take him seriously.
As Althea again told him to leave Edvard simply mouthed, eyes narrowed. "NO, I’m not leaving. I don’t want to make the mistake of not fighting for you and our friendship when I can. I want to get to know you Althea and I’m prepared to fight for that right." To put action to words the ex-astronomer walked over and sat down on the sofa again.
Placing his arms in his lap Edvard said calmly. "Call security if you want Althea. I meant everything I’ve said. Our friendship is dear to me and I’m not lightly walking away from it." He usually didn’t like confrontations or getting into the middle of fights but this was for something he valued and cherished. If security had to come then so be it.
Oh great, so it wasn't even his own guts that had brought him here. Althea wondered how much of a positive spin he'd tried to put on all this to his sister. Who was now dead. Because every woman wanted the catalyst for a man pursuing her in creepy ways to be because of someone dying. Because that wasn't at all adding to the creepy factor.
... No?
NO?
For one thing he was CLEARLY deaf as she had given him that opportunity IF HE WALKED AWAY and owled her. Another example of only hearing what he wanted to hear apparently. She didn't say a word to him, instead she drew her wand and sent a Patronus to level 2.
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love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope
be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you
Angela walked in, a bit nervous, a bit excited, a bit sad, a bit fearful... Nervous and excited as this was her new job, and fearful as she had joined quite late. And saad because she still hadn't fully gotten over the death of her father. She felt that she would maybe never be able to get over that fact...
Anyways, she made her way to Level 3, wondering how her new job was gonna be. Smoothing the creases on her skirt, she went in, only to be greeted by soft music. Ooh! It was just the right amount of comfy! And she already had begun to like her new department.
She made her way over to the couches, where she saw what appeared to be a quiet fight going on. Fighting the urge to stare at the couple, she went over and sat on a couch as far as she could from them. Nope, she did not want to be seen as intruding them.
Picking up a magazine from the table, she waited for someone to escort her to her division.
Toto * RotiSila * ToRo * Braveheart * Grandma & Mama Tori
SPOILER!!: Althea
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Originally Posted by Tegz
Oh great, so it wasn't even his own guts that had brought him here. Althea wondered how much of a positive spin he'd tried to put on all this to his sister. Who was now dead. Because every woman wanted the catalyst for a man pursuing her in creepy ways to be because of someone dying. Because that wasn't at all adding to the creepy factor.
... No?
NO?
For one thing he was CLEARLY deaf as she had given him that opportunity IF HE WALKED AWAY and owled her. Another example of only hearing what he wanted to hear apparently. She didn't say a word to him, instead she drew her wand and sent a Patronus to level 2.
Jaxton had no idea what to expect when he walked through the doors of the lift into level 3. The restraining order was in a scroll on the inside of his robe, and his wand was within a moments grasp on the inside of his forearm.
Looking around the room, it was easy enough to find Althea - her pressence commanding as always. He moved over to her, bowing his head in respect as he moved towards her. "Wesley sent me down to help you." He smirked a little and added, "He said you deserved the best." Well - that he had to send the best, but he didn't mind paraphrasing. Heh.
His eyes flickered over the people who surrounded her - wondering which one wouldn't leave her alone. There were a few looking at her with puppy dog eyes - she was pretty... easy to see why. Hmm. His eyes slanted slightly as he eliminated a few of the men and focused more on the others. Hmm.
Eva's gone on holiday for a month so she's given us permission to move Eddie :P
lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
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Originally Posted by Tiro MacMhuirich
Jaxton had no idea what to expect when he walked through the doors of the lift into level 3. The restraining order was in a scroll on the inside of his robe, and his wand was within a moments grasp on the inside of his forearm.
Looking around the room, it was easy enough to find Althea - her pressence commanding as always. He moved over to her, bowing his head in respect as he moved towards her. "Wesley sent me down to help you." He smirked a little and added, "He said you deserved the best." Well - that he had to send the best, but he didn't mind paraphrasing. Heh.
His eyes flickered over the people who surrounded her - wondering which one wouldn't leave her alone. There were a few looking at her with puppy dog eyes - she was pretty... easy to see why. Hmm. His eyes slanted slightly as he eliminated a few of the men and focused more on the others. Hmm.
Jaxton wasn't impressed right now.
Althea turned slightly, but didn't turn her back on Eddie since who knew what he'd do, and nodded wryly.
Oh good. Wes had sent the best. She wasn't inclined to disagree exactly but well, she'd make her mind up if Mr Head Auror here did a satisfactory job. And if he didn't, she'd make a fuss about it and inform the Minister himself. Hmmph.
"Please, escort this man out." She indicated Edvard and then eyed the roses in the trashcan pointedly. "He is not employed here, he is interrupting my work and that of those that DO work here, and he refuses to leave."
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Originally Posted by nups21
Angela walked in, a bit nervous, a bit excited, a bit sad, a bit fearful... Nervous and excited as this was her new job, and fearful as she had joined quite late. And saad because she still hadn't fully gotten over the death of her father. She felt that she would maybe never be able to get over that fact...
Anyways, she made her way to Level 3, wondering how her new job was gonna be. Smoothing the creases on her skirt, she went in, only to be greeted by soft music. Ooh! It was just the right amount of comfy! And she already had begun to like her new department.
She made her way over to the couches, where she saw what appeared to be a quiet fight going on. Fighting the urge to stare at the couple, she went over and sat on a couch as far as she could from them. Nope, she did not want to be seen as intruding them.
Picking up a magazine from the table, she waited for someone to escort her to her division.
See? She had work to do. New employees to greet. And Edvard Roslund was here making a scene. AGAIN.
"I'll be right with you both, as soon as this problem is taken care of."
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love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope
be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you
Toto * RotiSila * ToRo * Braveheart * Grandma & Mama Tori
SPOILER!!: Tegz <3
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Originally Posted by Tegz
Althea turned slightly, but didn't turn her back on Eddie since who knew what he'd do, and nodded wryly.
Oh good. Wes had sent the best. She wasn't inclined to disagree exactly but well, she'd make her mind up if Mr Head Auror here did a satisfactory job. And if he didn't, she'd make a fuss about it and inform the Minister himself. Hmmph.
"Please, escort this man out." She indicated Edvard and then eyed the roses in the trashcan pointedly. "He is not employed here, he is interrupting my work and that of those that DO work here, and he refuses to leave."
See? She had work to do. New employees to greet. And Edvard Roslund was here making a scene. AGAIN.
"I'll be right with you both, as soon as this problem is taken care of."
Jaxton's face was set. He wasn't impressed. Not only was he not getting to look into his mission - but he was on a different floor helping to remove ... an annoyance. His eyes furrowed as they zeroed in on Edvard. And then they flicked over to the roses. Well, they were rubbish... unless Thea actually liked roses of course - but it was much more romantic (to Jax's ideals anyway), to find out the ladies favourite flowers outside of the norm. Pfft.
Jaxton took three steps towards Edvard and wrapped a hand around his upper bicep. "If you'll come with me... You're interrupting the work of a whole floor, and of the Department Head." He frowed. "You have no option but to leave... and you won't be coming back to pester Ms Schirmer again."
Jaxton pulled his hand sharply when Edvard refused to move and moved behind him, tugging his arm up behind his back so that he had leverage to push him towards the lift and out of the Department. "And I can gaurantee you, that you won't be coming back to annoy her more... as of five minutes ago Mr Ferguson signed a Wizarding Restraining Order with your name on it, which I will be clarifying with Ms Schirmer once I escort you from the Ministry."
They stood at the elevator, waiting for it to come and collect them - Jaxton's hands keeping Edvard firmly in place as he then stood silent. When Edvard tried to talk back, to get Thea to think again, Jaxton's hands gripped tighter and shook him. "Don't even make me use magic on you, until we get to the entrance. Don't embarass yourself, you were a Professor... wouldn't it be better to leave quietly with your reputation intact?" Jaxton smirked as the smaller man in front of him stilled - and the elevator dinged.
"I will be back soon, Ma'am." He said with a nod of his head towards the Department Head once they were both inside the elevator.
don't worry, possible stalkers, we have permission from Eva to move Eddie <3
lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
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Originally Posted by Tiro MacMhuirich
Jaxton's face was set. He wasn't impressed. Not only was he not getting to look into his mission - but he was on a different floor helping to remove ... an annoyance. His eyes furrowed as they zeroed in on Edvard. And then they flicked over to the roses. Well, they were rubbish... unless Thea actually liked roses of course - but it was much more romantic (to Jax's ideals anyway), to find out the ladies favourite flowers outside of the norm. Pfft.
Jaxton took three steps towards Edvard and wrapped a hand around his upper bicep. "If you'll come with me... You're interrupting the work of a whole floor, and of the Department Head." He frowed. "You have no option but to leave... and you won't be coming back to pester Ms Schirmer again."
Jaxton pulled his hand sharply when Edvard refused to move and moved behind him, tugging his arm up behind his back so that he had leverage to push him towards the lift and out of the Department. "And I can gaurantee you, that you won't be coming back to annoy her more... as of five minutes ago Mr Ferguson signed a Wizarding Restraining Order with your name on it, which I will be clarifying with Ms Schirmer once I escort you from the Ministry."
They stood at the elevator, waiting for it to come and collect them - Jaxton's hands keeping Edvard firmly in place as he then stood silent. When Edvard tried to talk back, to get Thea to think again, Jaxton's hands gripped tighter and shook him. "Don't even make me use magic on you, until we get to the entrance. Don't embarass yourself, you were a Professor... wouldn't it be better to leave quietly with your reputation intact?" Jaxton smirked as the smaller man in front of him stilled - and the elevator dinged.
"I will be back soon, Ma'am." He said with a nod of his head towards the Department Head once they were both inside the elevator.
Althea just stood there, arms folded, with one of those frosty I-told-you-so expressions on her face. She didn't react at all to the manhandling --though she didn't precisely approve of it-- and then nodded at Mr Head Auror. "Don't bother. I'll come to you. Don't take a lunch break." She ordered him.
She huffed a little waiting for the elevator to close and then resolutely turned her attention to the others in the waiting area. Maybe she could convince them to follow her to the breakroom. She felt she needed one, especially if her lunchbreak was going to be taken up taking care of this WRO thing.
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Leo was in a hurry to get back to his own job, but he still had two and a half minutes left of his lunch break. Perfect amount of time to drop off the present he'd spentmost of his lunch break buying. Not enough time to get a visitor pass and deliver it himself.
Didn't they have a mailbox here or something? Obviously not. He pulled a quill out of his pocket and quickly scrawled her name across the note he'd written as well.
SPOILER!!: Maine LeBlanc
Just something to cheer you up. See you at five.
Love, Leo
He set the not on top of the white flowers that he couldn't name. He'd remembered Maine mentioning them when they walked poast the florist. She'd said something about always loving them or some such thing. Anyway, Leo hoped he'd bought the right ones. They looked the same anyway.
He arranged the note so that someone would be sure to see the name on it, and give it to his fiance, and then sped out of the room on his way to the Transportation Department.
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Cooler hanging over his shoulder by a thick leather strap, Aron approached the reception desk and eyed the nametag things. Seriously? Did he really have to have one of those? Did he ring a bell or something? The Australian hadn't had too much interaction with the other departments so he wasn't too sure what all was supposed to go down with all this. Derek was expecting him anyway. Were there those paper airplanes floating around delivering memos and stuff?
"Aron Ashburry-Hawthorne, Magical Law Enforcement," he said. "I'm looking for Derek. He should be expecting me."
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Cooler hanging over his shoulder by a thick leather strap, Aron approached the reception desk and eyed the nametag things. Seriously? Did he really have to have one of those? Did he ring a bell or something? The Australian hadn't had too much interaction with the other departments so he wasn't too sure what all was supposed to go down with all this. Derek was expecting him anyway. Were there those paper airplanes floating around delivering memos and stuff?
"Aron Ashburry-Hawthorne, Magical Law Enforcement," he said. "I'm looking for Derek. He should be expecting me."
Jade grabbed her files and got up from her desk and hurried out the door towards the lifts. She was in such a hurry, she didn't see where she was going and bumped into a man waiting in the reception area. "Oh sorry! I didn't see you."
She gave him a smile and saw that he had a MLE badge pinned to his robes. "Hello, I'm Jade Gemstone. Are you looking for someone in particular? I might be able to help."
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Jade grabbed her files and got up from her desk and hurried out the door towards the lifts. She was in such a hurry, she didn't see where she was going and bumped into a man waiting in the reception area. "Oh sorry! I didn't see you."
She gave him a smile and saw that he had a MLE badge pinned to his robes. "Hello, I'm Jade Gemstone. Are you looking for someone in particular? I might be able to help."
Turning away from the invisible receptionist, Aron nodded his head at the woman who nearly ran into him. THAT...would have been very bad. Precious drool and vomit samples being held over here along with the possible fate of the entire Ministry in his hands you know. Unless everyone was already infected and therefore none of this research reeeeeeeeally mattered.
No, he was getting ahead of himself. The only connection there was with all these Doolers so far was the cafeteria. But he needed to speak with Derek about all this. Come up with a game plan...
"Aron Ashburry-Hawthorne from Magical Law Enforcement," he repeated, grumbling slightly while resting an elbow on top of the cooler. "I have an appointment with Derek to run some tests on these drool and vomit samples in your lab."
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Turning away from the invisible receptionist, Aron nodded his head at the woman who nearly ran into him. THAT...would have been very bad. Precious drool and vomit samples being held over here along with the possible fate of the entire Ministry in his hands you know. Unless everyone was already infected and therefore none of this research reeeeeeeeally mattered.
No, he was getting ahead of himself. The only connection there was with all these Doolers so far was the cafeteria. But he needed to speak with Derek about all this. Come up with a game plan...
"Aron Ashburry-Hawthorne from Magical Law Enforcement," he repeated, grumbling slightly while resting an elbow on top of the cooler. "I have an appointment with Derek to run some tests on these drool and vomit samples in your lab."
"Well Mr. Ashburry-Hawthorne, as far as I know Derek is probably in the lab waiting for you if he isn't at his desk." Jade said glancing back towards the main work area behind her.
"I haven't been in his division yet so I haven't seen him today but how about I get him for you." She said shifting the file in her arms so she could remove her wand from the holster on her left arm.
Jade then did a quick swirl-twirl motion with her wand. With a small flash, a paper airplane appeared floating in the air.
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Derek, An Aron Ashburry-Hawthorne from MLE is here to see you. He is waiting in reception. Signed Jade Gemstone.
Checking the message, Jade repeated the swirl-twirl motion with her wand and with a loud snap, the paper airplane flew into area behind her.
"It should just take a few minutes for him to get here."
Gesturing to the cooler, Jade asked Aron, "Are those samples from the zombies?"
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In the lab...where Aron WANTED to be right now instead of standing here leaning on a cooler full of drool and vomit samples. It had been a while since he really got to put his magical forensics background to use - especially with honking daffodil number one being all NO TOUCHY with the evidence from the Time Thief's case. Nope. This time Aron got to be the hands-on-go-to guy for the department and his evidence was SO much cooler than some old locket.
"Thanks," Aron said with a quick two finger salute. He would just go marching him himself but, you know, protocol and all that jazz.
"Alright," he nodded, glancing around the waiting area. Was there any coffee? Doughnuts? He probably should have tried to hit up Cade before heading down here now that he thought about it. Too late now. Heading back up to his level would make him look like a real shrivel fig. "I prefer the name Droolers to zombies, since none of the Ministry's employees greyish skin or a rotten smell or, you know, walking dead." The rotten smell was questionable at times. Some people did need to exercise better personal hygiene. "But yes they are. Samples just from the orientation. I believe Derek has some earlier ones in the lab."
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"I see well I'll by sure to call them 'Droolers' now although it doesn't have the same ring and creepiness of the word 'Zombie'." Jade said grinning at Aron.
Jade nodded and checked her watch, a few minutes had gone by and there was no sign of Derek yet. She would wait another couple of minutes and if Derek didn't show up then she'd show Aron where the lab was. She was sure that Derek or Althea wouldn't mind that. Since there was a "drooler" epidemic happening in the ministry.
"Where are you from in Australia?" She said smirking a little at the look that Aron gave her. Aussie accents are very unique the same as her own Afrikaans accent. The British English accent was a little dull compared to theirs. "I have family there who immigrated there from South Africa."
Getting the feeling that Aron wasn't in the mood for small chit-chat, Jade turned towards the reception desk and picked up a visitor badge. She tapped it with her wand and the words
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DMAC Visitor- Aron Ashburry-Hawthorne, MLE
appeared in flashing colors on the badge
She handed it to Aron and said: "We'll wait a few more minutes for Derek. If he doesn't show up, I'll take you to the lab myself."
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Aron chuckled and rested one of his strong hands on the back of his neck. "True, but the word zombie usually causes widespread panic...and it would probably be a bad move if the general wizarding public thought that the Ministry's employees were turning into zombies." Yeah...because all the employees were dying and then rising from the dead. "I'll just stick with the name Droolers until we come up with an official title for the situation."
Would that be left up to the Head Cabbage?
"New South Wales, a small mining town called Broken Hill," he nodded, somewhat aimlessly tapping on the counter with his knuckles. "South Africa? Is that where you are from too?" And if so then how did she come to find herself here?
Ah yes, the visitor badge. So he did have to wear one of these things. Meh. He felt like a tomato shrub being labeled in a garden. Just in case you, you know, it wasn't already obvious that he was a Solanum lycopersicum in the middle of a garden of Cucumis sativus. Oh well. Accepting the badge, Aron pinned it to his coat - right below his MLE one.
"You....have any coffee around here?"
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Jade grinned, "Ah ha. I do suppose that making sure that the public doesn't get wind of the fact that there are Droolers--she put an emphasis on the word-- in the ministry is a top priority."
God she was beginning to love that word. It was a good description not only of the actual symptoms but it was also described some people in the MoM to a T...in a figurative way of course.
"If word got out about the Droolers then it would just mean more work for us," She pointed to herself. "Since I'm one of the Reminisciators and of course we'd have to help the Obliviators who would be drowning in memory spells."
At the thought, she gave a small shudder. She really didn't want to get more work on top of her schedule duties especially on the first day/week back.
A few minutes later, at Aron's request of coffee, Jade nodded her head whilst checking her watch. "Ja, we have coffee. Since Derek is running late, I'll take you to our employee breakroom for some."
With that she gestured to Aron to follow her through the main work area to the narrow internal hallway and eventually ending up in the break room where Jade went straight to the hot beverage station to make them some coffee.
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Saul came into the Accident and Catastrophies department eying every last bit of it. So this is where Derek works? He thought as he looked down at his feet as well. This was way to fancy of place for something like him, how did Derek put up with that?
He looked around to see if Cade was right behind him. He was slightly pleased to not have to deal with the zombie girl in the women's bathroom. It was a huge relief, this relief wouldn't last long though. Saul just knew he'd have to deal with the zombies at some point whether he wanted to or not. For now this assignment that Cade recruited him for should prove to be a nice distraction.
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Saul came into the Accident and Catastrophies department eying every last bit of it. So this is where Derek works? He thought as he looked down at his feet as well. This was way to fancy of place for something like him, how did Derek put up with that?
He looked around to see if Cade was right behind him. He was slightly pleased to not have to deal with the zombie girl in the women's bathroom. It was a huge relief, this relief wouldn't last long though. Saul just knew he'd have to deal with the zombies at some point whether he wanted to or not. For now this assignment that Cade recruited him for should prove to be a nice distraction.
Cade strode out of the lift right behind Saul, giving the floor a glance as they passed. Nice... standard Ministry issue, but Althea obviously ran a tight ship. Cade respected the woman a great deal for her professionalism, although she'd never interacted with her directly.
"We'll need to find someone who can point us in the right direction," she paused and looked around, hoping someone would stop to point the way. "IUMO staff here to liaise about a mad man hexing Muggles," Cade joked quietly to Saul, wiggling her fingers by her ear as if trying to get attention.
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Cade strode out of the lift right behind Saul, giving the floor a glance as they passed. Nice... standard Ministry issue, but Althea obviously ran a tight ship. Cade respected the woman a great deal for her professionalism, although she'd never interacted with her directly.
"We'll need to find someone who can point us in the right direction," she paused and looked around, hoping someone would stop to point the way. "IUMO staff here to liaise about a mad man hexing Muggles," Cade joked quietly to Saul, wiggling her fingers by her ear as if trying to get attention.
Alright now they could get down to business. "find someone?" Saul said completely oblivious to Cade's small finger wiggle after she called out for attention. They didn't have a planned meeting place already set? All this waiting was beginning to get on his nerves. "Yeah! IUMO here, we've got a looney on the loose outside. Someone asked for our help to deal with it?" He called out as well, slightly more serious than Cade.
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