Noah smiled, glad that everything went alright. It was starting to feel less horrible talking too, Felicity seemed nice enough he supposed. He made a mental note to never call her Felix, not wanting to know what happened then, but did notice that she said it jokingly. He smiled and nodded, 'I won't.'

Noah grinned at the mention of Hippogriffs and Unicorns. Yup, he worked with those. He nodded happily, he'd die to have his very own Hippogriff. 'I've worked with them before. Even came across an Occamy once.' He guessed that she probably thought Noah was young, which he was, but having lived in forests all his life meant that he had quite enough experience with animals, magical or not. 'So if I want to import a Dragon I'd have to go to you..?' He asked and then froze, he wasn't planning on that stuff! What if she was going to report him or something? 'Not that I will.' He stammered. Holy Hippogriff.

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"It would be great," she responded, laughing a little. "Maybe we should ask the head sometime." She hoped the head of their department was nice.

Roxanne grinned, "Gotta love animals, eh Felicity? Some people believe that animals are mindless, but they really have a personality, don't they?" She hated it when people underestimated an animals intelligence. Drove her bonkers, it did.

"We should.. but did you hear? It seems our boss isn't coming back.." or was taking vacation, Felicity didn't know, all she knew was "..all of level four answers to the environmental head now." she just left it at that, to let Roxanne see what she thought of it, but personally she didn't like the arrangement. Not that she didn't like the environmental head, she'd never even met the man, but she felt the magical creatures department was plenty important enough to have its own boss.

Felicity smiled, "How could I not?" she agreed with a small laugh, "They really do, every one of them.. Oh I just can't stand people like that." she said with conviction, those kinds of people just rubbed her the wrong way.

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Noah smiled, glad that everything went alright. It was starting to feel less horrible talking too, Felicity seemed nice enough he supposed. He made a mental note to never call her Felix, not wanting to know what happened then, but did notice that she said it jokingly. He smiled and nodded, 'I won't.'

Noah grinned at the mention of Hippogriffs and Unicorns. Yup, he worked with those. He nodded happily, he'd die to have his very own Hippogriff. 'I've worked with them before. Even came across an Occamy once.' He guessed that she probably thought Noah was young, which he was, but having lived in forests all his life meant that he had quite enough experience with animals, magical or not. 'So if I want to import a Dragon I'd have to go to you..?' He asked and then froze, he wasn't planning on that stuff! What if she was going to report him or something? 'Not that I will.' He stammered. Holy Hippogriff.

She had finally got a smile out of him, and Felicity couldn't help but smile back, hopefully he wasn't feeling so uncomfortable anymore..

"An Occamy?" she asked amazed, unable to keep her mouth from falling open slightly, "But where.. where did you come across a thing like that?" if she remembered right, their wings could reach nearly 15 feet, at first it might seem like a dragon.. but on a closer look they were really more bird like, covered in feathers. She had underestimated this young man, those were pretty dangerous.

"Planning on transporting a dragon soon, are we?" she said with a wink. Laughing she noticed he looked almost worried that he had said something wrong. "I figured you weren't. But if you were, hypothetically of course," she smiled "The Dragon Officers would probably handle most of it." anddd she'd be stuck doing paperwork.

Ariehn wandered into the Creatures Work Cubicles. Finding the nearest cubicle that was completely empty of any distinguishing features, she removed her cloak and sat down, waving hello to those closest to her.

"Really? I actually hadn't noticed. Well, I hope that we get a new boss. I mean, I'm sure the Environmental Department head is a nice guy, but... We deserve our own head, right?" It wouldn't be fair if they didn't have their own boss. What did the environmental head know about magical creatures when he specialized in the environment.

Roxanne grinned, "Right? It takes all my tact to not yell at those people when they say things like that." she shook her head sadly. Poor, poor delusional people.

Caitlyn sighed silently walking to her cubical. She sat in her chair and spun around once just for laughs and giggles.

'Now for another day at work.' She thought.

Noah's eyes lit up with delight, seeing that Occamy was one of the coolest things ever. Even if it did injure him. 'I was travelling through India last summer, you can find them there.' He smiled as he thought back, 'they're amazing animals, really.'

Noah shook his head wildly, no way was he going to import a dragon. Cool as they were, he wouldn't be able to handle a full grown dragon by himself, unfortunately. 'Ah okay. So- do you do field work a lot?'

Caitlyn walked in ready to start her report on the Spirits that had been causing trouble. Things had gone less than pleasantly. Apparently I need to learn how to sensor the words that came out of her mouth. One moment she was talking to them somewhat peacefully then all of the sudden they were forcing me out. She sighed leaning on her hands and started writing the report.

The door to the work area swung shut behind Violet as she strode briskly into the room. As usual, she had a stack of folders under one arm and a briefcase in the other. Her hair was in its typical bun, but today her eyes were not intent and focused. They had a sort of dreaminess to them that was unusual to this hard worker. Noe that her husband was home, Violet was much happier than she had been. He always knew how to put her more at ease without undermining her professional, authoritative manner.

Violet set her briefcase down on a nearby coffee table and placed the folders neatly on top of it. Today was going to be a good day.

It was already starting to feel strange being on Level Four in the Ministry of Magic rather than outside on the Winged Horses Reserve like he was used to, and he missed it already. Still, he was sure he'd like this new job as well; it was a good job, he knew that. The first day was always the hardest and strangest anyway. He'd get used to it within a few days surely, and, hopefully, this would all help in the long-run...

But enough of that. Now it was time to call for a meeting so he could meet all his employees and fellow coworkers. Meeting them in person was far better than simply reading over their files.

Atticus walked to the center of all the work desks, smiling as he surveyed each of them. Then he cleared his throat and raised his voice over all the chatter that was going on. "Good morning!" he said cheerfully. That ought to get their attention, yes? Once he had it, he continued. "I know you are all hard at work, but now I ask that you take a short break and please follow me to the conference room for a mandatory meeting. All Magical Creatures employees should attend. Thank you." He turned and made his way to the conference room.

Violet, completely absorbed in her work, did not notice at first when someone new entered the room. Slowly, she became aware that someone was talking, and she looked up. Her eyes went straight for the man in the middle of the room. A conference? Lovely. This must the be new Department Head. Violet was excited to meet him. So, when he left, she put all of her papers in their correct files, put the files away in a drawer and followed him.

Ariehn wandered around the creature work cubicles rather aimlessly - she still hadn't been assigned a specific job as yet, but knew she was in the BEING division. Hopefully there was someone else around here that she could help out. She hated feeling useless!

With her tongue between her teeth, Amy finished off the last sentence on her parchment and dotted the full stop before smiling. She had finally finished the report! Yes! Now she could relax and watch out for some hunks to walk by. It would be like guy shopping... just better.

Speaking of... were there any hunks in her department? She didn't think so. If there were, she would have noticed them by now. Unless they were quiet. But it's not as if that was HER fault! They shouldn't be quiet! Maybe THEN she'll notice how drool-worthy they are and then some flirting can take place.

Sighing, Amy leant back and read over the report she had just written. Maybe if she was 'working', then hunky men will come over to her? Yes? Oh, what a plan, Amy!

Noah made his way to his desk, desperately hoping the way too big pile of files he was carrying wouldn't make him do anything dumb, surely there would be people to witness this.
He wasn't exactly looking forward to having to read all those reports, he'd rather be out in the field. But work was work, and if doing these reports meant he could spend time with animals, he'd do it. Just as long as he wouldn't have to talk to strangers all that often.

He made a turn towards his desk, the files swaying dangerously, until-
Crap. The large pile of files crashed down onto a woman he had completely overseen, his packed lunch hitting her square in the face.
Great.
This wasn't what he needed. He'd make himself look like a fool no matter what, this wasn't helping him look normal. Not really.

Noah scrambled his reports together hastily, repeatedly dropping them again thanks to his nerves.
'I- I- I'm so- s- s- sorryyyy!' He stammered, his face red enough to make a tomato jealous. 'S-s-sorry!'

Bliiiiiiiiink!

Okay, so Amy had just been sitting there as innocently as can be, waiting for a hunky guy to stop by here cubicle when SOME IMBECILE DECIDED THAT IT'S OKAY TO THROW THINGS AT PEOPLE! Namely, lunchboxes! And she was on a DIET! Was this their way of trying to make her jealous? If so, it was NOT FUNNY!

With a slight glare in her eyes, Amy's eyes travelled from the lunchbox to the person who was now talking to her. ... It was a man! A HUNKY man! Holy Hippogriffs! Her prayers had been answered!

So no more glare Amy! No. A hunky man could throw mud in her face and she wouldn't care. And look! He was scrambling to pick up his files! Oh, be a darling Amy! Help the poor man out.

"Oh, let me help you with that," she said in her sweetest voice. She got up and hurried over to the man and the files that were scattered all over the floor. Maybe this can be like one of those Muggle things called movies? Now that wouldn't be so bad! Amy, being as ladylike as possible, grabbed some of the files. Introductions time now, right? "I'm Amy, by the way, Amy Lynch," she said, flashing the man one of her lovely smiles.

Noah was going to die. He was sure of it. Right now, he'd love to just run away and never return.
He was pretty sure that hitting someone in their face with a lunch box was not an okay thing to do. Especially not when that person was some woman glaring at him right now. Noah felt the need to burst out in tears, but that would only make him seem like more of an idiot. So, instead he just kept trying to apologise without having to stop at least once.

'I- I'm so- sorry!' He squeaked, kneeling down on the floor to retrieve the last of his files.
He ignored his shaky hands as good as he could, but was unable to keep the blush on his face from turning an even deeper shade of red.

Noah was glad when he had managed to get hold of all of his files again, with the help of the pretty woman who he'd so kindly hit in the face. This was even worse. Merlin, help.
Noah stared down at the files in his arms, only looking up very carefully when the woman introduced herself as Amy Lynch.

Noah nodded stupidly, pretty sure he had lost the ability to speak. RUN, was what he really wanted to do right now. But it'd just look plain dumb. What if they ran into each other another time. Amy would no doubt think he was a lunatic. Which he probably was.
Speak, you fool! Noah told himself, not sure how long he'd been staring while trying to convince himself not to run off.
'I'm- .... I'm Noah.' He managed in a loud whisper. 'Da- Dawson.'

Right, Griffins and Acromantulas no problem, but talking to a perfectly nice person would bring on the next apocalypse.

Amy blinked. Why was he apologising again? Hadn't she said it was okay? No? Oh, silly Amy! "Oh, didn't i say?" Oh look at her acting all oblivious. "It's fine. There was no harm done." At this point, she had leaned in eeeeever so slightly, titled her head and smiled warmly up at the hunk. Oh, and not forgetting, her hand had somehow managed to find its way onto his shoulder.

Yep. She had done it! Now to back away ever so slightly. But not too far! That way, she didn't have to come across as needy but... she could still get her hunk.

Oh look! Was he blushing? Had she made him... blush? But she wasn't going to say anything just yet. How could she when he was yet to introduce himself? He was going to introduce himself wasn't he? Otherwise he was just wasting her time. She could just as easily go up to another hunk and introduce herself to HIM!

Oh look! He had just said his name. "Noah Dawson? A manly name for a manly guy," she said sweetly, flicking her hair back, "Oops! Did i just say that?" ... Now she was just acting dumb. "It's a pleasure to meet you!" Although the pleasure was all hers...

It was okay? Noah almost gasped. He had managed to hit her in the face with his lunchbox, had made her get up to help collect his files and had been acting like a complete and utter idiot with is stupid stammering. Right, no harm was done.. Amy smiled up at him, her hand had somehow managed to get onto his shoulder. And to think Noah thought his nervousness couldn't possibly get any worse. How wrong he had been. Talking to girls people was awkward enough for him, and now she had her hand on his shoulder.

Whatever you do, don't drop your files. Noah told himself, his arm feeling weeeeird all the way down from where her hand rested on his shoulder. Maybe she wouldn't notice his nervousness?

A manly name for a manly guy?! Noah smiled foolishly at the woman as she flicked her hair back. Wow. He'd never paid attention to how nice it looked when they flicked their hair back.
Focus, focus! Noah blinked a few times, there would be no foolish thinking about how nice her hair looked. But it did look nice.

'My mother chose it.' He mumbled about his name, there wasn't a lot he knew about his mother, but she had chosen his name. He smiled and nodded, 'p-pleasure to meet you too.' Noah nodded softly, 'I'm Officer for Larger Creatures... What's your job..?' That was alright, wasn't it?

Katalin was sitting at her desk doing some paperwork, she had to get this report finished as soon as possibile. She looked up and saw several colleagues talking.

Amy blinked up at Noah. Was he... okay? The man had stayed quiet for a while...The man seemed to do that quite a bit. Maybe he was just thinking? Thinking about Amy? See, now THAT wouldn't be bad at all!

Her hand started wandering of its own accord down his arm until it reached his... oh? Look! So very muscly! "Oh? Hello Mr Bicep!" Amy said in a high pitched girly voice, her hand squeezing that lovely bicep of his. Oh Amy, you're just going to freak him out!

Amy raised an eyebrow at the smile on Noah's face. Unless she was mistaken, that smile came right after she had flicked her hair back. RESULT! She made a mental note to flick her hair more often around Noah. That smile on his face was almost intoxicating.

Bliiiiiiink! Okay, why did he say that his mother chose it? How was she meant to turn flirty if he was going to talk about his mother? Oh! But she was Amy Kyra Lynch. She can turn ANYTHING flirty! "Your mother obviously knew that some woman out there would like it enough to call it... manly," she said, moving slightly closer to Noah. Maybe he'd smile in that goofy way again?

Now they were talking about... their jobs. Not so bad considering they both worked in the same department. How she was going to turn it flirty, she didn't know. "Oh. So you're good at handling larger animals then?" she asked, smirking up at the man, "I'm the Officer for Breeding Creatures."

Noah stood awkwardly while Amy's hand went over his arm. He was pretty sure this wasn't normal for co-workers, right? It sure wasn't normal for him. Noah scratched the back of his head awkwardly, forcing some odd half panic-stricken half confused smile on his face. Mr Bicep? He let out an involuntary chuckle as she squeezed his arm. 'Got to be strong.. to work with animals..' He excused himself.
This really was... unusual.

Noah smiled awkwardly back at Amy as she raised her eyebrow at him. Great. He'd done something stupid and he wouldn't have made a new, albeit odd, friend. Stupid fears. >___< Another hair flick? They looked nice... And were distracting. A lot. He caught himself smiling at her and blushed, this was not good, was it?

She thought his name was manly? Noah kept smiling like a fool, she was just being nice.. right?
'You have a... n-nice name too.' There was his GE-NI-US response. Wow.
WOW. She was getting really close now. He shifted away carefully, this really was too much now. He blushed even deeper and slowly made his way over to the nearest seat, he quickly sat down, before realising it was Amy's chair. Afraid to make himself look like a fool by getting up again, he forced himself to remain seated and force an odd smile onto his face.

He nodded, afraid to say any more. This had to be the most unusual co-worker he'd ever had..

Well this was it, this was where she was expected to work for the remaining time.She was so nervous, her palms were slightly damp and her heart was casually thudding in her ears as she walked to the area which was labelled Magical Creatures Offices.She knew what her job role was and what it intaled and it truely excited her, bbut because she did not know a single person in her team which made her even more nervous. She was a team player so she guessed it wouldnt be hard to make friends and that, but at the moment that was yet to be seen.

Wearing a suit consisting of a cream blazor and skirt, and a white blouse, her heels lightly clattered on the flooring. Her hair loose around her shoulders, gently flowing over them and down her back.

Harriett Parkinson took a deep breath and walked over to her new collegues."Hello"

Hadley was at work for her first day, and was nervous as Merlin's butterflies. She slowly walked down to the work area and found the area she would be working in. She unloaded her cloak and bag into a locker and took out her writing supplies and text books on Spirits. She walked over to an empty desk she supposed she could claim and sat down. There she sat for a few moments, looking around... she didn't know ANYONE! And hardly knew what she was doing. Not to worry - she opened the text book where her bookmark sat and started scribing important notes for later research.

Rufin had almost run here from the Environmental room - not a long way, but long enough to warrant speed in the current situation. He knocked briefly on the door before opening it. "We have an escaped Pygmy Granian in the Environmental Work Room, can someone come and help us?" he said loudly. If there had been more people working today then he could probably have dealt with it without the Magical Creatures people but it had been a long time since he'd had to deal with the flying horses and they were experts. "Quickly, if possible. She's destroying all the paperwork."

This was not good.

It was even worse considering Atticus hadn't slept well in quite awhile, and everything was usually worse when one didn't get enough sleep, but either way, a creature had escaped the holding room and THAT was not good no matter how much sleep anyone got.

Atticus hurried over into the work area of his department, casting a glance around the room for the lost creature. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, and he was certain it would be plainly obvious if the little Granian was out here. And the employees that were there didn't seem to have noticed anything... No harm in asking though and making sure they were aware of the situation. "Has anyone seen a creature out-"

He was cut off by a door opening and another loud voice speaking. A voice that belonged to someone from the Environmental Department - and a voice that had found the Pygmy Granian. Atticus wasn't sure whether to be relieved that the creature hadn't escaped into the rest of the Ministry or worried that she had actually wandered into another department.

"I'm coming," he said, hurrying over to the man. Turning his head back to where his employees were, he added, "And anyone who wishes to help can and should follow." They could use all the help they could get. But then, before he stepped through to the other department, he thought of something and turned back to the work area once more. "If two of you could go into the Creature Holding Room and get a few snacks from the supply room there, we could probably use them to aid us in catching the Pygmy Granian." Then he turned and entered the Environmental Department area.

No one had seen the mad doctor since the ministry was attacked and the department of Mysteries burned. Like a spectre of death, Nero was shrouded in billowy black robes. Peeling back his hood as he entered the work area, doctor Nykto's white hair and stubble was a sharp contrast to his cloak, his other hand lost within it's folds.

"I wish not to waste much time here. Let us register this beast quickly, for there is much work that needs my attention." Always pleasent, Nero sounded rather impatient, obviously hating having to follow protocol.