Ren took one of the posters, nodding his head as he regarded the green one. Yes he liked this one a lot. He looked into the second poster and thought it was a bit too... lively for his tastes, but then again it might convince more people to to look at the message and inspire them to protect the environment. Or at least litter a little less, a little pet peeve of his.

He handed the posters back to the DERP employees and said "I would give anything within my disposal to support your efforts. Feel free to post these anywhere in the department-- hand them out, make a speech, no effort is too much for such a worthy cause."

Hermione looked at Kyle, wondering if Mr. Sakura would allow them to put up the posters, then he spoke...

She listened intently to Mr. Sakura and what he had to say and a smile played on her lips..."Thank you Mr. Sakura for your assistance and co-operation - It is very much appreciated. If even one person takes heed, then that makes a difference - every little bit helps." Hermione finished with a smile.

Hermione rose from her seat to shake hands with Mr. Sakura...

Ah he liked this one, dedicated to at least one of the causes close to his heart. He glanced at her outstretched hand for a second then gave it a good firm shake. Not painful but then he really wasnt the type to make contact with anybody unless it was for a very specific purpose. "Anytime Ms Malfoy, there should be more Eco-Warriors such as yourself."

Hermione couldn't help but smile as Mr Sakura called her an 'Eco-Warrior', this wasn't the first time she had heard this and she was pretty sure it wouldn't be the last time either.

"Yes indeed Mr Sakura, although I'd be happy with a few more people being more aware of the environment", she said, shaking his hand....

"Uhm, I like a firm handshake - it says a lot about a person", she thought to herself as she gathered the posters into her arms and turned to leave the office...

On their way out the door, Hermione turned around and said "Thanks again Mr. Sakura."

Kyle smiled. She thought about making a speech, but maybe that would be...a bit much, according to her. "Thank you, Mr. Sakura. I will, perhaps, come up with a speech or two. Our committee appreciates your alliance. You are helping us become one with nature!" She chuckled, her mouth getting the best of her.

Ooooh, Mysteries. How spooky! Ophelia was extra quiet as she made her way through this level, it only seemed appropriate to the atmosphere, after all. She found the Department Head's office easily, and stopped at the door.

Ophelia secured the envelope that was marked for 'Ren Sakura' to the door and turned to walk away. But wait! She'd almost forgotten the charm to ensure that the envelope would only be removed by the man it was intended for! Whoops. She cast quickly and then hurried out, on to the next office.

Ren made his way up the stairs towards his office when he saw something was stuck on the door. Frowning ever so slightly he turned back towards the Unspeakables work area wondering if they had seen anybody who had left the note. He picked up the paper and gave it a once over-- Ah yes its Golden Boy's little tea party... or whatever it is that he called it. Letting out a small huff he peeked in quickly at his office, checking to make sure nothing was amiss before making his way back down the stairs.

Corin enters the office, icy blue eyes looking suspiciously about. Unlike their disaster of a work area, Sakura’s office was immaculate-- not a thing out of place, other his office chair pushed way off to the side, allowing Corin the full view of the propaganda posters that adorns the back wall.

“Hideous.” the word leaves his lips before he could stop himself. Well its not like anybody could hear him-- or at least anybody he should worry about that could take offense over such forthright opinion.

He eyes the filing cabinets at the corner of the office, thinking the employee profiles would surely be there. He pulls open a drawer to find it sealed shut. After several spells and a whole lot of tugging he realized that Sakura must’ve really had some ridiculously powerful spell that would resist making the cabinet doors open for anyone else save himself perhaps. So Corin, not wanting to waste anymore time and make his new staff wait any longer, did the next best thing…

He cast a slicing spell at the back of the filing cabinet.

Quickly he retrieved the contents and stacked them into a file basket that sat in a corner shelf. With a flick of his wrist, he silently levitated the files and as he made for the doorway, took one last look at the cleaved cabinet. That will just have to be replaced-- as is everything else in this room.

Natasha headed down the many levels to the Mysteries department to seek out her big sister. It still hadn't sunk in that Izzy was now in charge of her own department. It felt like only yeasterday that she began working as an auror in MLE much to the dissapointment of their mother. Smoothing out a few wrinkles on her pink blouse and blue skirt the blond was ready to face the safety measures/traps which her sister had put into place to protect her office from people who had no buiseness being there.

Managing to get past all the hexes, spells and curses in one piece Tasha opened the office door and walked in calling out "Izzy are you here?"

Isobel had kind of been staring at the door since she had known that her sister was coming to see her. She was considering taking the security enchancements down. She knew Tasha, and she trusted her. So it probably would've been nice to have taken them down. But then it would be nice to see if they worked too. Isobel had told her sister how to get past them, so maybe it would be interesting to see if her sister actually listened to her. She came to the conclusion that she was going to leave the enchancements up, and see how her sister faired against them. Izzy did have to admit it would be funny to see what happened if she messed one up.

She'd gone back to some paper work when the door did open. "Ah...you got past them then.." Isobel smiled at her sister, putting her quill down. "Hi Tash."

It hadn't been easy getting passed the newly enhanced security measures her sister had put in but Tasha had managed it. Walking forwards she soon saw her sister sitting behind a desk looking very professional. "Hi Iz." Grimacing she nodded "Yes, I did get past your security measures. It was a close call at one time though, I feared my hair would get damaged."

Slipping into one of the comfy chairs in front of the desk Tasha asked "So how are you sis? Has your new position sunk in yet?" And what did Wesley think of it?

Wesley knew Izzy wanted him to check out her office after she had decorated it, so here he was, obediently knocking on her door, a great big plotted plant gift in his arms.

Her office wards were.... well they were cute, that was about all he had to say about that.

Isobel laughed at her sister, as she leant back in her chiar more. "I'm sure we could've fixed your hair." Hair wasn't the be all and end all. Not to Isobel. Not that much anyway. She did realise though that maybe she was being a bit paranoid with the wards on her office, but the ones that had been on her desk up in MLE had been just the same. So. They seemed pretty fine to her. How was she? Isobel smiled. "I'm good...." Kind of stressed. But then her wedding was coming up in a month, so that was pretty understandable really.

"Kind of?" It was still a bit surreal. One day she'd been head auror, and now she was head of a whole department. "It's different to MLE for sure." Really different. But good different. She was going to enjoy it down here. Oh. There was someone at the door. Interesting. "Seems we have a visitor..." She mused, picking up her wand, and lowering all the wards.

"The doors open..." She called out.

Touching her hair absent-mindedly Tasha asked as she shifted position in her chair "Are all the security wards around your office really necessary, Iz?" She couldn't recall that any other of the department heads office on the other levels had such wards not even the Minister of Magic.

Tasha moved to twirl some blond locks around her fingers. She was glad that her lovely hair was still in one piece and not burnt. Izzy looked stressed even though she said she was good which made Tasha offer her help. "If you need my help with the wedding or anything let me know, okay?" Izzy couldn't be stressed out and exhausted on her wedding day, it wouldn't do.

Hearing a knock on the door Tasha turned in her chair to see who was coming to visit her sister, maybe a new employee?

Well Wes could barely see around the bloody plant in his hands to know that the door WAS open. He gave a grunt and nudged it with his foot, to make sure it was open enough, and then moved on in to his fiancée's office.

"Hi dear," he muttered, moving past Natasha and depositing the plant thing in the center of her desk. "This is for you. It's a hibiscus. Symbolizes stuff. I thought it could go with your....." Wes finally took a second to glance around the place, "decorations?"

They did look nice, Wes had to admit. It was then that he decided to acknowledge Izzy's sister, who got a nod, and Wes moved back from the desk to sit in a chair.

Like a proper guest. In the office. Of his fiancée.

......

This was STRANGE.

"You can never be too sure...." Isobel shrugged, smiling at her sister. She was paranoid, but she wanted to be careful. It was inevitable after having spent of a decade working in law enforcement. "I might tone them down after a while, but they will do for now." And the office had once belonged to a cultist, so Isobel was extra paranoid because of that. The man was thankfully behind bars though, so Isobel was sure that everything was sorted really. Maybe in a few weeks she'd taken some of the wards down. She was leaving a good amount up though, Izzy didn't want anyone trying to break in.

Aww. Tash wanted to help with the wedding. "The wedding is pretty much sorted." Izzy mused with a smile. Wes' suggestion of a wedding planner had been very good. "Final dress fittings are next week. Don't forgot." Natasha was the maid of honour, so it was kind of important that she was there. Isobel would have to remember to remind Alysson and Thea too, so that they would all be there, although she had no doubt that Aly had forgotten.

Oh. Her visitor was actually he husband to be. Isobel smiled at him, eyeing the plant in his hand. He would get her some plant. "Hi dear." She smiled at him, as she leant forward the look at the plant. "Thank you..." She'd have to rememember to water the plant. She was sure Wes wouldn't be too happy if she killed his gift. It was nice of him to come see her though. She had told him to not be a total stranger down here, even though she was going to be up to level Two plenty of times. "How are you?" She inquired with a smile.

And...was their someone singing in the reception area. Oh. Hmm. Interesting. "I think someone is out there..." She mused, glancing towards the door. "Let me just go have a look..." And then she kind of up and left her Fiancé and sister to there selves.

Gina burst into the room, her plate of cookies levitating before her and onto a nearby table. "Party!" She said and from her wand she conjured streamers and confetti. "I'm not so good at balloons but here goes!" She said and began that spell... The balloon came out, but it wasn't air, or helium it was filled with...

... liquid maybe? Not water though...

Looked like punch actually.

It burst and splashed Gina covering her in red punch... and she giggled. "Yup, not good at balloons."

Eyes peeled on the door Natasha waited to see who Isobel's visitor was; it turned out to be her husband to be Wesley that was carrying a plant. Giving him a nod and a thumbs up when he passed her Tasha said "Good day, Wesley. I didn't know you were knowledgeable about plants." If her sister would manage to take proper care of the plant though that was a totally different matter.

"I suppose not." Natasha agreed. "Constant vigilance is key to not getting unwelcome visitors." She did think Isobel had gone slightly overboard with the security wards around her office but that was to be expected. Her sister was just settling into the ropes of her new job. Speaking of jobs. "Iz, did I tell you that I have put in an application to transfer to another department within the ministry?" They talked every day but she wasn't sure if she had mentioned it or not in the midst of everything else going on with the wedding.

Natasha was about to give off a sigh of relief about all the wedding preparations being sorted when Iz mentioned final dress fittings. Grimacing she replied. "I remember. Just promise that I won’t get stuck with that neon pink dress which mother was babbling about last week at dinner." That dress was hideous and there was no chance she was wearing it to her sister’s wedding.

Isobel whirled out the door mumbling something about someone signing into the reception area. Being left with only Wesley was a little awkward but it wasn't for long. Her sister soon whizzed back in with a senior lady in company, wasn't that another department head?

Tasha watched in amazement as the lady started to conjur up confetti, balloons and streamers for a party. Right um, this was weird. Standing up she approached the senior lady. "Pretty balloons. I don't think we've met. I'm Natasha Warrington. Isobel's younger sister." she greeted holding out a hand as was accustom.

"You're welcome," Wes grunted, waving a big hand at the plant, Izzy, and Tasha. "I wasn't bad at Herbology," he'd been decent at it, actually, "but the plant's just... just a plant."

He'd been looking for something small to give Izzy for her office, something other than the engraved calendar, and it just so happened that the woman behind the counter at the flower place was quite a sweet-talker. That was all there was too it. Yep. The plant was not at all a test of whether or not Izzy could take care of a living thing in preparation for the babies she said she wanted to have...not at all....

His thoughts on the plant disappeared rather quickly when Gina Latorta arrived in the office. And Merlin, how did she arrive. Like Natasha, Wes stood up too, to give the woman a place to sit, and to partially get out of the way of her cookies and streamers and confetti and.... balloons. But Merlin, those weren't just air balloons; those were BLOOD filled balloons.

Naturally, the head of the MLE would think that any red substance was blood.

"Why are we having a party?" he remarked idly, tucking his hands in his pockets and keeping his distance from the blood-covered balloon woman. She didn't smell like blood, necessarily, but she sure was going to be stained red all day. "And hello, Gina, your cookies look lovely." He nodded to her, wondering if she knew who he was.

He remembered her from the ah, Cult protests, or whatever it was she thought she was doing there. He didn't know Izzy was apparently on such good terms with her though.

Isobel blinked a little as she re-entered the room. Gina was putting streamers and confetti everywhere. Now her office just looked a mess. Isobel decided against mentioning this though, as it she didn't exactly want to offend the department head. Luckily the blonde head shut the door, and made her way over to Wes by the time Gina had started blowing a balloon up with her wand. Promptly there was....red stuff all over the woman. "We aren't having a party Wes..." She smiled, touching her Fiancé's back as she made her way back around the desk, to sit back down. Hopefully no more visitors. Her office was already seeming to be full. And there as only four of them in there.

"Wes is right..." She smiled, glancing towards the cookies. "They look delicious Gina." Maybe Izzy could learn a few lessons from her on cooking. She wasn't exactly the best at cooking. She tended to leave that to Wesley. He was rather good at cooking. "Oh..." Maybe she could introduce them. "I don't know if you've met.." She motioned between Wesley and Gina. "This is Wesley Ferguson, Department head of MLE" And her amazing husband - to - be. Yup. She was pretty proud of him with his new promotion.

Isobel turned to her sister and grinned at her. They couldn't talk about dresses not now. Now when the groom to be was here. "We'll talk about dress colours later..." She mused with a nod in Wesley's direction. She wanted everything to be a surprise for him. "And what department are you transferring too?" It was interesting.

Alexandria was peeved, to say the least. With how easily the charms malfunctioned in the important Department of Mysteries, when they had an ex-Auror as their head, she wondered just how many more things were going to go wrong in on this level and in the whole Ministry. Malfunctioned charms was clearly just proof of laziness.

There was absolutely NOTHING in the world that could vouch for the charms having malfunctioned, unless of course there was someone pointing a wand at them and threatening to avada kedavra them. But as there was no villain, then there was no excuse. And no reason why there should have been TIME TURNERS, some broken at that, in what was supposed to be the Space Chamber.

Once outside her department head's door, she raised her hand and knocked twice. Isobel had BETTER be there and she better have a good explanation.

This was just getting annoying. She would need to set some random charm on her desk or something so that she could actually reach it. She was only 4 months along too, so it was going to get even worse than this. Isobel was not going to complain to her husband though because then he would probably demand that she go home and rest. She did not need to rest. She had never rested in her whole entire life, and just because she was having a baby it did not mean she was going to suddenly start resting. She had a department to run, and he was not going to stop that from happening. Although she did fancy some lunch later with him, so she leant forward, writing a quick memo to him.

That was when she heard the door knock. Well. Good tiem for a break? Isobel sighed, leaning back in her chair. She could do with a new chair too. She was hardly fitting into this. Grabbing her wand from the desk, she pointed it at the door, before shouting. "It's open." And awaiting the arrival of the person.

Rocking nervously on her heels, she wondered what was taking so long. Surely her office couldn't be THAT large that she had to cross half a mile to get to the door, could it? Or perhaps she was at lunch? A glance at her watch, Alex decided that was unlikely considereing it was only half past ten.

But a moment later, she heard the door click unlock and a shout of 'it's open'. Turning the handle, she tucked some brown locksr behind her ear before entering and glancing around for a moment, before her eyes came to rest on Isobel. Smiling politely and almost apologetically, she began, "Morning, Isobel. I hope I'm not interrupting anything....?"

Before her boss could respond, her gaze fell upon the way she was sittng and she let out a barely audible gasp. She may have been in Australia and missed the birth of her own niece and nephew, but apparently she wasn't going to miss her boss becoming a mother. It felt like just yesterday when she'd attended the wedding too. "Congratulations."

Ahh. It was Alex. "Good morning." Isobel smiled at one of her space chamber employee's. Before she could even say anything else the woman was congratulating her. Was it that obvious? Isobel just smiled, glancing down at her stomach. She decided it was kind of, and that made her feel worried for what was going to come. Maybe she would invest in that bigger chair. "Thanks..." She mused with a smile, a hand moving to rest on her small bump. She was rather excited, if a little bit nervous at the prospect of being a mother. She still needed to speak to Alexander, the minister, about that. She was sure he was going to love having to send her off on maternity leave not even a year after her promoted her to department head.

But back to the business. She figureed Alex had wanted more than to just come congratulate her. "Did you want something?"

Oh good; she hadn't been wrong in telling Isobel congratulations. Sometimes she worried about pregnancy congratulations, because some woman might just have gained a bit of post-marital weight, due to the stress of being wedded. But her senses weren't wrong and neither was Isobel's stomach.

But not to dwell on that, as Isobel didn't seem to want to either. "Well, yes, actually. I have an issue. I went to swipe my card into the Space Chamber this morning, but instead, i find myself surrounded by broken and fallen time turners. I thought you used to be an auror," Alex said, crossing her arms, fighting back the urge to roll her eyes. Really; some Auror having 'fixed the room charms' but not really fixed them.