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Lowlow · 02-23-2008, 06:23 PM

As he found what he was looking for, Jason sat down by his desk and started to read up on muggle brooms and their uses. He tried to concentrate as he read, but found that very difficult since Kim Dae Sun was yapping around in Korean. Looking up with an annoyed look he stared at her and waited for her to calm down.

"Third cabinet on the left, fourth drawer." Jason airily said."Next time, Dae. Remember where you put your own stuff. And Katya, don't think I didn't see that. Behave. We're working and not at a party."

Ama · 02-23-2008, 06:30 PM

Immediately, her response was to inhale sharply, letting her hiss resonate against the office walls. Her eyes narrowed even more than were their natural tilt and she grumbled softly in her native language, arms crossed, wishing the worst magical malady on Killin she could possibly think off.

Walking swiftly, following Jason's instructions she retrieved the old maps and coughed as dust (and a couple of moths) flew out. "I think...these might need and update."

Groaning, she rolled them up and folded them underneath her armpit. "I'm taking a field trip to level six. Don't work too hard, Killin. Next time you open your eyes you'll realize you're sagging in unattractive places and by the time you want a social life everyone would have shunned you into non-existence."

Taking a sharp turn, she exited the office, more unintelligible prattle following her figure.

Nabs · 02-23-2008, 06:30 PM

Major eyeroll time. Katya walked back to her desk, having nothing assigned to her, and semi-glared at Jason. "Yeah, I knooow that, Killin."

One more eyeroll as she twirled around on her chair (it was the one thing she loved bout this office), "Like you'd be at any parties I attend anyway."

Lowlow · 02-23-2008, 06:38 PM

"Yes. And they need cleaning too. I wonder who was assigned to those ages ago," Killin said, looking down at his papers instead at Dae. He told her for the past two months that she had been assigned to work with those papers and yet she had ignored him buy going shopping.

He chuckled lightly at her words and pushed up his glasses. "I don't think I will sag, Dae. That's ages from now and I'm in my late twenties," he smiled, picking up a paper and walking to one of the cabinets. "Don't get lost, Dae! I won't come looking after for you!" Jason called out as she left the department.

He turned his gaze after at Katya and smirked. "I have a reason for not going." Jason told her, walking back to his desk. "Because I don't like calling my friends at 5 am telling them to come pick me up, because they have seemed to have forgotten their house address."

Em's the Game · 02-23-2008, 06:50 PM

Having dispatched the missive, Ivan ignored the sounds of staff squabbling to concentrate on the restacking of his books. He really needed another bookshelf - but there just wasn't any space to put one.

His eyes slid over to Jason's desk. Jason had space. But Jason was...particular. Anal even. Jason, Ivan felt certain, would one day rule the world. With a depressingly high level of efficiency and hygiene, no doubt.

Sighing, Ivan shoved his stacks to the edges of his desk, clearing enough space for him to work. Sitting, his strawberry blond head disappeared behind the bookstacks. He sipped his coffee and pulled out the department weekend on-call work schedule. I think I'll put Jason and Katya on the night shift together...he can keep an eye on her if something comes up... Kim was the bringer of coffee. Ivan needed her on his shift.

Nabs · 02-23-2008, 06:50 PM

Katya was probably going to pull a muscle but that didn't prevent her from rolling her eyes at the ceiling. What on earth was he talking about? Geeeez, she'd just been working here for a week or two and she already wanted to shove him down the elevator shaft.

But no. She took a deep, not-so-calming breath and pushed with her foot to twirl her chair again.

She didn't bother saying that Jason probably always got The Call anyway, but it was too obvious. "Merlin," she grumbled, pushing herself up, "Is it time for lunch yet?"

Lowlow · 02-23-2008, 06:56 PM

Chuckling again at her question, he looked up and saw his boss staring at him. Not really him, but at his desk. What was he thinking about? Acting like he didn't notice, Jason turned around to look else where. But once he turned back, the boss had gone. Blinking at what happened, Jason looked back at Katya and gave her a warm smile.

"It's morning, and lunch isn't until maybe 12 pm. Just work, Katya. That always kills time."

Nabs · 02-23-2008, 07:02 PM

Katya stopped spinning around and returned his smile with a slight frown. He looked as if he was giving her an early birthday present or something... Figures.

More work probably was his idea of a present.

"But the only thing I had to do was deliver some letter..." not that she was really complaining, "What should I do? Do you need any help?"

Lowlow · 02-23-2008, 08:16 PM

Looking up again, he gave her a warm smile. "Well," he paused thoughtfully, trying to think of something for her to do."You could rearrange some files..." Jason stopped though, since he had realized that it was one in a million chance Katya would do that.

Frowning, he opened his drawer and pulled out a bright pink paper as well as a pink muggle pen that had a furry thing on top. "I told you I'd never give these back to you, but since you're bored..." Instead of finishing, he passed on the things and went back to his work.

Nabs · 02-23-2008, 08:36 PM

Katya gasped when she spotted the pink items, and she was going to give him a piece of her mind when he just handed them over. Staring at the cute, fluffy pen she'd bought in a muggle store on the way to work a few days ago, she smiled happily.

"I still don't forgive you for that," she piped up, "but maybe now I can write to the employment office and complain about what a dictator you are!"

She grinned to show she was joking, but pulled her coveted stationary close just so she could admire the pretty flourishes around the corners.

Em's the Game · 02-23-2008, 08:41 PM

"Katya, you could read up on muggle brooms and help Jason come up with possible scenarios to replace the children's memories," Ivan piped up from behind his bookstaff. The scratch of his quill paused.

Not unlike a prarie-dog, Ivan's head popped above the books. Blue eyes darted to Jason. "Have you finished compiling any yet? Give Katya some pointers in what a good scenario looks like." Ivan randomly grabbed a file from his desk and tossed it over the bookstack, across the aisle where it skidded across Jason's desk. "Use that case as an example."

Ivan's head disappeared below the bookstack. The sound of quill scribbling resumed.

Nabs · 02-23-2008, 08:46 PM

Katya turned to the boss-man and pondered his suggestion. She couldn't exactly decline... she did need a job. At least that's what her brothers told her.

Sighing, she stood up (taking the pen with her) and dragged her feet over to Jason's desk. It was already messy anyway, thanks to the file Callous had thrown, so she perched on the table-top and leaned back to wait for his instructions.

"Okay... teach me, sensei."

*Hawken Terrell* · 02-24-2008, 05:16 AM

"Cupppp-cakkkess!" Trism burst into the bustling Obliviator's headquarters with a bounce. "Get a cupcake! Free cupcakes!" He pushed the tray of teal frosted cupcakes under a girls nose and was promtly brushed off. Must be on a diet. Trism shrugged it off and then wandered around the desks until he came to a familiar overly cluttered cubie.

"Cupcake for a cupcake?" He said slipping a cupcake onto Ivan's desk.

Em's the Game · 02-24-2008, 05:52 AM

"Trism!" Ivan sat back as cupcakes were shoved under his nose. HIs arm flung back out of the way of the plate, knocking over a stack of books. Whump! They fell into another stack, sending that one over. Like a domino effect, each stack knocked off a few from the stack next to them until books were scattered in every direction.

"Oh...well...nevermind that." Ivan waved off the mess. "You should've come last night - we ended up going to McGump's afterwards for drinks and darts." Trism had begged off Ivan's invitation to join him and a few other friends. "Could've used your help. Got slaughtered. Now I owe Blimple over 10 galleons." Ivan shook his head ruefully.

He picked up a cupcake. Trism's treats were...doubtful tasting, at best. But he was always working on improving them, so Ivan optimistically gave them all a try. "How'd things go with your thing?" He bit into the cupcake.

*Hawken Terrell* · 02-24-2008, 02:29 PM

"I told you not play darts with him.You have to challenge him to 9-ball. He's pure rubbish." Trism picked up a a few books and then tried to get a passing obliviator to try a cupcake. The obliviator ignored him - again.

"Thing went alright. Found the book I was looking for. Had a nice time at the shop like usual and then I went home and caught up on some much needed sleep." He settled his backside against the edge of the desk as he watched Ivan bit into the too-dry cupcake. "I made the frosting myself." He got his usual smile on his face.

Em's the Game · 02-24-2008, 05:23 PM

The cupcake had a distinctive sawdust taste. The icing...goopy and way, way, wayyyyy too sweet. Ivan's eyes water as his taste buds went into sugar-shock. He spit out about half, splattering a few other cupcakes with half-masticated cupcake particles.

"Blugh!" A swig of the cooling coffee was hastily applied - bitter being a nice antidote to sweet. Coughing, Ivan set the rest of the cupcake aside. No, Trism hadn't quite gotten the hang of baking yet.

Around the cloying dust-like pieces, which seemed to have gotten stuck in between Ivan's teeth, he said, "I think you're improving." At least this time Ivan hadn't vomited.

*Hawken Terrell* · 02-25-2008, 12:33 AM

Trism frowned even more then he had when Mr. Lawyer Man had told him the cupcakes were rubbish. And now Ivan had wrecked the rest of the cupcakes with his spitting out. He sighed and tossed the cupcakes out into the trashcan next to Ivan's desk. "So," He snatched up Ivan's coffee cup and took a swig. "So...how are things in the Obliviator world?"

Em's the Game · 02-25-2008, 12:45 AM

Ivan waved a hand at the files. "About the same - plenty to do, although we're a bit short-staffed." His eyes landed on Katya and Jason. "We could use a few more experienced people, but..." Ivan shrugged. "We get the job done." He smiled.

"How're the..er..." Ivan lowered his voice, "..brains? Anyone jump the pond lately?" Trism never really talked about his work, but it had once slipped that a brain had gotten away and caused departmental havoc. Ivan found that very amusing, but try as he might, Trism still wasn't very forthcoming on the Brain Room scandals. No wonder they were called Unspeakables...

*Hawken Terrell* · 02-25-2008, 12:55 AM

Trism shhh'ed Ivan loudly. He knew that that night of too many Flamming Toadstools at Yusuke's was going to come back and haunt him like a bad penny. IF he had any skill in the area, he would have oblivated the memory from Ivan's head. As it was, Trism had figured Mr. Forget-ful Ivan would have forgotten. Go figure he hadn't. It was - what was it his old muggle-born ex had said? Murphey's law.

"You are going to get me into so much trouble one day." He put Ivan's coffee mug down.

Em's the Game · 02-25-2008, 01:12 AM

Ivan grabbed up the mug and brought it to his lips, only to discover Trism had emptied it. He set it back down. "Nah. They know you're the best. And you never tell tales. Unfortunately." Ivan liked to tease Trism. It tickled Ivan that Trism was so chatty about everything else and completely tight-lipped about work.

"So, rumor has it something big is going down soon. Nobody's saying what, though. Since our work is on hold until the Department of Transportation locates some muggle children, I was thinking about scouting the cafeteria for prattle. Want to come?"

*Hawken Terrell* · 02-25-2008, 01:20 AM

"Something coming down? What's going down? Did the Minister die his hair pink again?" He stood up. "And I could go for a bag of snoodle doodles. Maybe Yusuke'll be around." He picked up a few books and put them down on Ivan's desk. "You need to tidy up mate. Seriously."

Em's the Game · 02-25-2008, 01:43 AM

Ivan nodded. He did need to clean. Tomorrow. He'd straighten up tomorrow. After all, what was the hurry. It'd just get messy again.

"Whatever it is, is bigger than the hair dye incident. Maybe Yusuke will know. Blimple thinks there's going to be a tax increase and the goblins are on the verge of revolt." But then, that's what Blimple always thought. Goblins and taxes were his two favorite conspiracy themes.

Standing, Ivan shoved the schedule he'd been working on back in a drawer. Or rather, he'd attempted to do so. The drawer wouldn't close because it was so full. Ivan slammed it hard, crushing the paper. The drawer remained askew, but it was close enough.

"I'll be back in a half hour," Ivan said to Jason and Katya. "If Kim gets back before I do, see if you can't help her get those maps posted...uh..over there." Ivan waved at the only empty wall.

"Ready?" he asked his friend.

*Hawken Terrell* · 02-25-2008, 01:50 AM

"That's what Blimple aways says." Trism gave voice to what Ivan was thinking. Trism watched Ivan with his drawer and shook his head. If he worked in a space like this, Trism'd go nuts. Thankfully he only visited. "Common, I think it's turkey and potato day in the Cafeteria and you know how fast that goes." He started for the door.

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