Brianna looked over at her employees, willing them to take a goblet and drink because the faster they did so, the sooner this woman would be out of her office. She looked down at the cool liquid in the cup and decided that drinking it wouldn't make her headache any worse, so she tipped the cup in a sort of salute to Miss Melvicks and took a large swallow.

Corranda's eyes narrowed, in a mischievous sort of way. So the silly girl had drunk it. Good. Very good.

Corranda sat down, tipping back her chair, waiting for the after-effects to take place. These Ministry people were worse off than she had believed: Just imagine that, drinking something whose origins they weren't even aware of. And that, too, offered by an almost stranger. Inside, Corranda cackled.

It would be a matter of seconds before Jayden would begin to vomit, now. And bad.

Corranda just couldn't wait.

"Miss Madeline, How nice to see you." Brianna felt the room tilt a bit, which was quite unusual, but she blamed her headache, closing her eyes she realized that the headache had spread to her stomach, which wasn't a very pleasant feeling at all. She opened her eyes and looked back up at the Department Head. "Miss Melvicks just had her charm approved after successful completion of all required tests and a full detailed explanation of the charm." She raised the clipboard, and as she did so she felt as if her stomach was turning inside out. She jumped and ran, somehow knowing that the ladies room was too far away and muttered, "Excuse me, not feeling so well." She barely made it to the trash bin before the contents of her stomach were rejected. She sat down, suddenly limp and then reached for it again. This day just couldn't get any worse, could it? She'd just agreed to drink that because she knew it would hurry the woman out of her office. She could barely think, and didn't really know what all was going on around her.

"Really? That's great!" Madeline said, smiling with glee. She was filled with pride in her employees which momentarily made her lose her sense of manners. "Congratulations Miss Melvicks! I hope you don't mind if I celebrate with you," she added, grabbing the goblet Brianna had abandoned and taking a small sip. No sooner had she gulped the liquid when she noticed that Brianna was nearly down by the trash can. "My goodness, Brianna, you don't sound well at all!" she said, kneeling down by her and rubbing her back in soothing circles. The Department Head was quite good at handling magical spells and Muggles, of course, but unfortunately Madeline lacked a lot of common sense and was completely oblivious to the connection between the drink--which she herself had just taken a sip of--and the poor condition of Brianna's stomach.

Shai was looking around at everyone and then down to her glass. Inner Shai was warning her against drinking the contents of the glass...outer Shai...well...she couldn't just let everyone else celebrate, could she? Something still seems amiss here, but I may as well celebrate, we saw nothing wrong, so she had every right to get her spell approved

She nodded at Miss Madeline and raised her glass in a toast. No sooner than she had done this she noticed that Brianna was sick. In fact nobody else looked good either...except...

She weighed the options and looked into her glass, instead of drinking it, she decided to go help Brianna. Tossing her glass aside she rushed over to her boss.

"Miss Brianna, dear, is everything ok? Do you need a healer? Is there anything I can do--anyone can do?"

She levitated a chair over to her boss, "Here sit", then rounded on Miss Melvicks, and said ever so sickeningly sweetly, "Miss Melvicks, what exactly are we drinking?" She couldn't help being the least bit suspicious, but forced herself to give Corranda a sweet smile.

Brianna patted Madeline's hand, but could do nothing else. It seemed like her stomach was trying to turn itself inside out and her head was pounding. She tried to tell Shai that she was okay, or would be soon, but words just wouldn't come. She had a vague feeling that she should grab for her wand, but knew she'd be completely unable to use it in this state. Oh, what have I done? she thought to herself as she tried to take in the mayhem around her and fought to keep her stomach under control. She managed a single breath and that gave her hope that she could do this, but then it started again.

Brianna finally had control over her stomach when the liquid that got spilled on Madeline dripped all over her. She tried to focus, but was unable to do so. She now felt as if her head was spinning and she couldn't focus on anyone's face. Corranda was nowhere to be seen and then everything was splintering and shattering. She closed her eyes in an attempt to save them from the flying wood. It still grazed her skin and she could feel each pricking piece as it hit her. The smoke was clinging in her throat and eyes, stinging and burning. She couldn't breathe, she drew her wand in an attempt to clear the room of smoke, but couldn't force the words out, and couldn't focus enough to complete a nonverbal spell. So, she put it away and began to slowly make her way across the room. She had to get out and into the fresh air of the hall. She was nowhere near the door, her desk was all the way opposite of the door. She could barely make it out through the smoke.

Her hand hit something warm and soft. Squinting, she made out Madeline's form on the floor. "Madeline?" She coughed and retched, her stomach still heaving. "Is that you?" She leaned closer and saw that she was out cold. Brianna started crying at this, "Madeline, wake up! It's my fault, it's all my fault." Her tears were only making everything worse but there was nothing she could do about it.

The woman had fainted! Corranda cackled so loudly, she was sure James - the James Melvicks - could probably hear her, wherever he was. And James was always somewhere far. Always.

"MWAHAHAHAHA," Corranda shouted evilly, now pulling at ventilators, blinds and the like. She grabbed something - she had no time to see what it was, all she knew was that it had been placed on a table of sorts - and, next instant, she had thrown it right into the wall in front. There was the sound of something breaking, and Corranda's cackles escalated.

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Originally Posted by caseym Her hand hit something warm and soft. Squinting, she made out Madeline's form on the floor. "Madeline?" She coughed and retched, her stomach still heaving. "Is that you?" She leaned closer and saw that she was out cold. Brianna started crying at this, "Madeline, wake up! It's my fault, it's all my fault." Her tears were only making everything worse but there was nothing she could do about it.

"Yes, yes, yes! Repent for your sinnnsssss, you thhiinnnn Ministry peopppllllleeee," Corranda barked, as loudly as she could. "It's all your fault, Bronanahhh. And Pipewood's. And Madelinenenene's. And Levy-ness-ness's. And Jaydy-Woody's."

She raised her wand and, suddenly, the smoke thinned - and an onset of rain began. Right there, in the very midst of the office, there was the sound of thunder, followed by some really brilliant specimens of lightning, and then the rain began to come down hard. Very hard. Huge droplets, cold and wet, which transformed into snow as they hit the ground. The place was now starting to get buried underneath thin layers of clear, icy snow. For Corranda, it was like a dream coming true. How long and how carefully she had planned for this!

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Originally Posted by harrysgurl90 Jayden laid weak on the floor. She felt herself being pummeled with bits of wood. The next thing she knew, smoke had filled the room and everyone was screaming. "Please stop thenoi-" she started to say but couldnt finish due to another load of nausea overcoming her.

Corranda cackled loudly as Jayden's vomiting began to grow worse. "Yes, yes, taste my maggggggggiiiiicccc, deariessss," she shouted, her cackles growing quite dangerous.

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Originally Posted by 2cool4u90 While walking through the floors making sure everything was in order Jeremy saw smoke coming from a room down the hall on the third level. He started running. Opening the door he saw flying wood, smoke, and many people vomiting. "Whats going on here???" he asked. He grabbed the nearest girl and helped her up. "Are you ok?" she had blonde hair and it seemed as if she was very weak.

Someone from the security! To say the very least, Corranda was most displeased. This was terrible, terrible, terrible. The stupid man could completely ruin her plans!

"I'll tell you what's going on in here!" she said loudly. Still invisible, she plunged her hand into her pocket, and drew out a large, full-to-the-brim bottle of love potion. Then, cackling loudly, she spilled its contents all over the poor guy. "Ha! Take that, fatso. Worship me, now."

Running around in incessant circles was starting to get very exhausting, as was shouting "Corradadadadada, I love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" at the top of her lungs. Unable to run around any longer, Royda collapsed in a heap on the floor, eyes closed.

She opened them, a minute or so later, only to see a haze of nothingness in front of her eyes. As her vision began to clear a little, she could make out worse mayhem in the office than ever, and it seemed as if Corranda, an invisible Corranda, was the not-so-pleasant root of it all. Royda tried to get up, only to find her legs pinned down to the hard, Ministry floor by considerably large mounds of snow. She shivered, thankful that the smoke, at least, seemed to have vanished. With an effort, she kicked herself out, and looked around.

Everything was a complete wreck!

Her eyes wandered over to Brianna, who seemed both sick and awfully sad. Half tripping, half stumbling, Royda made her way over to the woman, and fell down next to her, unable to continue standing. Poor Brianna! She was so nice to me, Royda couldn't help thinking.

"Miss Bri-anna-na?" she asked, suddenly getting up again. "Are you okay? Here, let me help you." She pointed her wand at Brianna