This is where the Ministry's employees and visitors floo, apparate, or arrive via the telephone booth into the Ministry. Please move along quickly so you don't get run over in the rush!

Micah apparated onto the entrance. Today was his first day of work. Surprisingly, he was the only one there. He walked towards the lifts with a grin on his face.

After spinning around quickly and appearing out of bright green flames, Evan stepped out of the fireplace and into the Hall of the Atrium. She brushed off her robes, fixed her bag on her shoulder, and then headed towards the golden gates of the Ministry.

Padme came spinning out of the bright green flames and was ready for her first day at the Ministry. Taking a deep breath, she headed towards the lift in the Atrium to go to her level of work.

Lance apparated in the entrance. Brushing his hair, he cleaning his glasses, he was ready to start his day. As he walks toward the lift, he stretch his arms a bit. He just had a not so good night and was hoping that the day wouldn't be too harsh.

Aaron apparated into the entrance and took a nervous look around (today was his first day and he was very excited and sick at the same time.)After his inspection of the entrance way he made his way to the lifts.

Mona appeared in the Atrium with a faint pop. She hated traveling by Floo; it was just so...messy. She'd Apparate straight to her office if she could to save the trip. She walked briskly over to the lifts.

Green flames bellowed from the fireplace closest to the majestic fountain as tall and dark Jude Thomas stumbled out, coughing up floo powder as he went. He looked around as a few Ministry workers apparated and hopped out of the fireplaces around him, hurrying off to their destination without much notice to him.

"Oi," he responded to the witch whom bumped into him from the back. "Sorry, entirely my fault."

He withdrew from the mantel's entrance and looked himself up and down, soot covering his cloak. Jude extracted his ash wand and cleared his clothes off with a simple and lazy movement.

"Now to find the registration offices," he told himself as he walked on and out of the entrance area.

A Lion emerged from the fire everyone moved out of the way and he started walking. He then turned into a 30 year old man calles Dan "Good morning everyone"

Green flames rose from the fireplace furthest from the Lifts and from it Emerged Dmitry Sychev. He stood in the fireplace for a few moments before making his way out into the steady flow of workers. He glanced down at a piece of parchment he had just pulled out from inside his robes " Level 6 " he muttered to himself.

Shylo appeared, coughing and spluttering, out of the fire. Gosh, surely there were simpler means of travel? How she hated floo. Brushing a bit of soot from her nose, she hurried towards the lifts.

It was early, yet the Ministry was already full of people. Naturally, she would be one of the first to arrive in her department.

With a crack, Amelia appeared in the entrance way of a splendid hall, full of busy people hurrying to get to their offices. Amelia turned around looking for some sign of where to go and noticed the lift and began walking over to it, her heels sounding on the fine dark wooden floor. Wearing a black pencil skirt, red blouse and carrying a sleek black brief case, she knew she looked ready for business, what ever came her way.

"This is certainly different to the Ministry in Italy," she thought to herself, looking around as she walked, flicking her long blonde ponytail over her shoulder as she moved her head. Feeling quite excited to be starting her new job and quite proud to be here, Amelia made her way to her office to start her first day at the Magical Law Enforcement Squad.

With a loud whoosh and burst of colorful flames, Enrico Serio arrived at the British Ministry of Magic, eager to begin his new job. He casually stepped out of the stone fireplace and dusted his shoulders off before glancing down at his reliable old wristwatch.

'No, that can't be the time,' he thought, blinking. 'Day one and I'm already late?' With a slight groan, Rico picked up his tattered brown briefcase that had skidded out of the fireplace behind him and set off a jog toward the lifts.

ooc. Forgot to post here first before going to my department, sorry.

Anita stepped out of the fireplace, dusting off her shirt. She wasn't really a fan of Floo Powder.

"I just washed my hair this morning," she said to herself angrily.

She looked at her watch and ran for the lifts.

Corvus appeared in a flash of green flames, she quickley stepped out of the fire place and made her way into the crowd. She made her way over to a bench, and spotted a vendor handing out issues of the daily prophet, Corvus got up and walked over, picked one up and sat backdown. She opened it up and started to read.

One of the fire places bursted into a bright green flame. As the flamed disappeared a young woman walked out of the brick structure. On the top of her head was brightly colored hair, nice smooth dread locks sat on her hair, of blue and purple. She jingled as she walked. The girl didn't look to most presentable to the world- not with her dress, torn in odd and end places, her corset seemed good and in place, other than a bit of dust.

It didn't really matter all that much how she looked that moment- she thought. She was only popping in for a quick second, filling out an application, and then she would be on her way.

Hannah apparated into the Atrium with the faintest "pop". She had slept with at her parents' place last night, and they weren't very fond of the floo, they thought it was much more "fascinating" to disappear into thin air. "Oh how I love my muggle parents!" She thought as she hurried to get to the lifts. It was her first day, how excited she was!

Professor Doyle Branxton, Department of Mysteries, stepped out of the floos and immediately withdrew his wand from his pocket as he moved to the side to allow the next witch of wizard to exit the floos. He quickly rid himself of the unsightly ash with a flick of his wand before attaching his Ministry employee badge. He didn't like traveling by floo but, broom was even worse, and apparition directly from the school was impossible. He headed toward the lifts in his perfectly postured stride.

Emma stepped out of the bright green flames and rapidly took a few steps out of way. She knew people came and went quickly through the Floo and didn't want to be trampled by the next traveler. Turning her head, this way and that, she finally saw what she came for. She walked quickly toward the security desk to have wand checked in.

Leaving from her cottage Jocelyn arrived to the Ministry by floo. As the bright green flames ripened down to her feet and her head began to loss the spinning feeling that was once over controlling. Smiling brightly she stepped out of the fireplace and waved her wand whispering a spell to remove the tarnish from her clothing that was received from the travel. It was only her second day at her new job, yet today she entered the Ministry with none of the feelings she had just a day earlier. Thinking of that fact, I have James to thank- she thought. Thoughts continued to run through her mind as Jocelyn walked through the Atrium to the lifts.

James hadn't been in a secure enough enviroment to apparate so much to his own dislike he had to floo in. Grumbling he ducked out of the fireplace used a quick charm to clean the ash from his clothes. As he headed for the lifts.

Aidon felt the normal sickening sensation as he spun into the Ministry. As the emerald flames died, he brushed soot off his shoulders and bowed to get out of the fireplace. He brushed off the remaining soot and headed for the lifts.

Doyle arrived at the Ministry from Hogwarts with the Slytherin prefect clutching onto his arm like a life line. "You can let go now," Doyle said.

"Do... Do I Have to..." But she let go.

Her jaw dropped. She was in the Ministry of Magic... Fightened as she was, she was in awe of the place. She took in the architecture, the vast beauty of it. But she realized she was on a mission. "So... where do we go from here Prof- Official Branxton?"

"The lifts are this way. We are going to get off on the third floor and hopefully someone there can figure out what has been done to us," Doyle replied as he strode toward the lifts.

ooc: and this scene moves once again... the lifts this time.