Nathan nodded. Goblin's were intimidating creatures... and seemed to have a real hatred for the human race... though that wasn't really surprising given the history there.

He nodded again, confirming Nicoli's rhetorical question. “I'm pretty sure that's what she said.” Bloody hell! He better be right about this.

He cocked an eyebrow and looked over at Apha when Nicoli had gone. “Seems... hopeful.” he said praying that his information was correct and he wasn't sending Nicoli on yet another wild goose chase.

Nicoli returned, levitating an odd object covered over with a black cloth. He set it down on his desk before pointing his wand at the door which immediately shut. Time to confirm , he thought, turning now to his undoubtedly confused subordinates. As an after thought, he pointed his wand at the door again, locking it, before he sat down again.

"Now, Nathan...Apha..." he said smiling. "Try you're best to remember what happened on that day, what you felt and the sequence of events during the Gringotts mission." Hopefully, a combination of their memories would give him just exactly what he would need to decipher the character of the thief and possibly confirm his thoughts of it being a woman.

Nathan cocked his eyebrow when Nicoli returned with.... whatever it was. He wondered whether the man had finally flipped and was going to perform some muggle magic tricks for he and Apha.

And then he locked the door... no escape then. Lets hope he put on a good show.

He listened to Nicoli, a little disappointed that this was actually going to involve work and no muggle magic... which, incidentally, always fascinated Nathan.

Oh merlin. They had to use their brains? Ok, ok. 'Concentrate Nate.' His feelings had been... childish ...as usual... trying not to giggle when the old woman managed to make off with his watch in front of all the Ministry's Aurors. Hah!

He forced himself to be serious, closing his eyes and furrowing his brow at the effort of having to think, bringing the woman's appearance and voice to mind. What the weather had been like that day. The events that led up to being robbed... He opened one eye and looked at Apha wondering if she had a better memory than himself.

Locked in? Apha felt the urge to wince, but supressed it as she watched Nicoli. Being locked in wasn't one of her favourite things to be, but as there was only two others in the room she'd manage.

Remember? Oh, Lord! She barely remembered what had happened at the time! Especially as she'd been standing on the fringes of the group, quiet and unseen.

She shut her eyes, dredging up what she could remember from her subconcious. The image of the woman exiting Gringotts came to mind first, and she pursed her lips in annoyance at the woman's look - trust Apha not to concentrate on work, but more appearance. Shaking her head, she took a deep breath, remembering watching the events playing out.

Hoping she'd remembered it all after a few long moments, she opened her eyes and glanced up.

She noticed Nathan looking at her with one eye and smiled reassuringly. Nathan would probably remember quite a bit; he had, after all, been right at the front with the woman. While her memory was far out, his would be at a better vantage point to try and give Nicoli the information he wanted.

Olivia knocked on the door tentatively..she could hear people talking inside.
Walking in she could see 3 people sat around a desk.

"Ummm hello...Oh I'm terribly sorry to interrupt,but I've been sent down from Level 8 by my department head to clean your offices and breakroom,in readyness for the International Wizarding Conference."

She took a deep breath before continuing..."Is there anything inparticular that you want me to start with...or shall I just go ahead?"

Looking between them,she waited for a response.

Nathan smirked at Apha. Her expression said it all. Bloody hell. He better try and concentrate a bit more. He closed his eyes again and brought the old dear back to mind. But, almost jumping out of his skin, he opened them again when he heard another voice in the room.

Suppressing the sudden urge to snicker at the fact that Nicoli had been unsuccessful in locking the door with magic, he grinned at the young lady. Level Eight? That was Egypt's new department. Nice to see she had her employees on the ball.

“Hello love.” he said friendlily. He gave Nicoli a questioning look, wondering whether they should finish what they had started before the young lady cleaned their office for them. There wasn't that much to do, they'd been out in the Auror HQ for the last few days. It was like a bomb had dropped in there, however.

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Nathan cocked his eyebrow when Nicoli returned with.... whatever it was. He wondered whether the man had finally flipped and was going to perform some muggle magic tricks for he and Apha.

And then he locked the door... no escape then. Lets hope he put on a good show.

He listened to Nicoli, a little disappointed that this was actually going to involve work and no muggle magic... which, incidentally, always fascinated Nathan.

Oh merlin. They had to use their brains? Ok, ok. 'Concentrate Nate.' His feelings had been... childish ...as usual... trying not to giggle when the old woman managed to make off with his watch in front of all the Ministry's Aurors. Hah!

He forced himself to be serious, closing his eyes and furrowing his brow at the effort of having to think, bringing the woman's appearance and voice to mind. What the weather had been like that day. The events that led up to being robbed... He opened one eye and looked at Apha wondering if she had a better memory than himself.

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Locked in? Apha felt the urge to wince, but supressed it as she watched Nicoli. Being locked in wasn't one of her favourite things to be, but as there was only two others in the room she'd manage.

Remember? Oh, Lord! She barely remembered what had happened at the time! Especially as she'd been standing on the fringes of the group, quiet and unseen.

She shut her eyes, dredging up what she could remember from her subconcious. The image of the woman exiting Gringotts came to mind first, and she pursed her lips in annoyance at the woman's look - trust Apha not to concentrate on work, but more appearance. Shaking her head, she took a deep breath, remembering watching the events playing out.

Hoping she'd remembered it all after a few long moments, she opened her eyes and glanced up.



She noticed Nathan looking at her with one eye and smiled reassuringly. Nathan would probably remember quite a bit; he had, after all, been right at the front with the woman. While her memory was far out, his would be at a better vantage point to try and give Nicoli the information he wanted.

Nicoli smiled watching the two of them immerse themselves in their memories. "Keep on thinking about the mission," he said quietly standing and moving over to Nathan with a glass vial in his hand. "Alright," he began quietly, "I'm going to store your memory, Nathan. It won't do anything to the memory you still possess." I hope. Nicoli lifted his wand to Nathan's temple and pulled away slowly and carefully, muttering under his breath.

A slivery strand of thought was attached to the tip of the wand which he steadily removed and inserted into the vial. Soon enough the vial was shimmering with the light of the strange substance. Nicoli capped the vial and smiled at Nathan. Hopefully that wasn't too weird an experience for him. Nicoli then turned to Apha, One down, one to go, he thought.

Nicoli performed the same action on Apha, her strand of thought just as long as Nathan's, before Nicoli directed it into another glass vial. Nicoli swirled around the contents and capped the bottle before grinning at them both, his eyes bright and cheerful. "Now we can watch what happened!" he exclaimed holding up the glass vials.

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Olivia knocked on the door tentatively..she could hear people talking inside.
Walking in she could see 3 people sat around a desk.

"Ummm hello...Oh I'm terribly sorry to interrupt,but I've been sent down from Level 8 by my department head to clean your offices and breakroom,in readyness for the International Wizarding Conference."

She took a deep breath before continuing..."Is there anything inparticular that you want me to start with...or shall I just go ahead?"

Looking between them,she waited for a response.

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Nathan smirked at Apha. Her expression said it all. Bloody hell. He better try and concentrate a bit more. He closed his eyes again and brought the old dear back to mind. But, almost jumping out of his skin, he opened them again when he heard another voice in the room.

Suppressing the sudden urge to snicker at the fact that Nicoli had been unsuccessful in locking the door with magic, he grinned at the young lady. Level Eight? That was Egypt's new department. Nice to see she had her employees on the ball.

“Hello love.” he said friendlily. He gave Nicoli a questioning look, wondering whether they should finish what they had started before the young lady cleaned their office for them. There wasn't that much to do, they'd been out in the Auror HQ for the last few days. It was like a bomb had dropped in there, however.

Nicoli very nearly dropped the glass vials when he heard a voice behind him. Surely, surely he had locked the door? Think what an incident it would have been if he had gone farther into the investigation or even managed to be caught in the act of capturing the memories! Nicoli quickly dropped the vials into his pocket surreptitiously.

"Ah yes!" he said smiling at her, "The conference!" That was another thing he had to get the MLES ready for! "Well...why don't you start with the auror office, love? I dare say it's been used more than these others. We'll just finish up here..." he left the sentence in the air, hoping the woman would understand that she'd caught them in the middle of something.

Olivia could tell she had interrupted something important,something they didn't want her to see.

"Auror office?..Right,I'll get along there and sort it out then.Sorry to have bothered you.I'll come back when you're finished."

As she left she turned and gave them a slightly suspicious glance.I don't know what they are doing...and I don't want to know.,she thought.

Nathan tried his best to keep his mind focused on what happened that day despite being aware of Nicoli hovering beside him with his wand pointed at his brain. He nodded in understanding when the man explained what he was going to do. He readied himself, hoping to merlin Nicoli didn't strip of his few remaining brain cells.

Whoa! This was kinda trippy! Memories being pulled right out of his head! He opened his eyes and blinked a few times when Nicoli was done. No damage seemed to have been done.... that he was aware of anyway.

He watched with fascination as Nicoli performed the same charm on Apha, taking her memories and directing them into the vial. He smiled when it was over but the smile soon vanished when he realised they were all going to witness his stupidity at being robbed by an old woman... again! Oh Merlin's pants.

He watched the young lady go, and although Nicoli had been pleasant, he couldn't help feeling a little sorry for her. She didn't know she was interrupting anything important. ...And Nicoli was acting rather suspicious. Were he and Apha just used as guinea pigs in some naughty shenanigans? Nathan really needed to brush up on his knowledge of the law... considering where he worked an all.

Aware that somewhere beside her, Nathan was the first subject of the thin strand of memory being removed, Apha supressed a shudder as her eyes closed again, making sure to play the scene in her head to perfection again.

She waited until Nicoli had stepped away after she had been subject to the same treatment before she gave into the small shudder and opened her eyes. If there was one thing she hated more than apparating, it was that.

She hadn't even noticed the woman who'd come in, but she glanced at her when Nicoli started, noticing his very quick movements to hide the vials of memory he'd just collected. One eyebrow raised, but she made no further comment as she toyed unconciously with a strand of her hair.

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Olivia could tell she had interrupted something important,something they didn't want her to see.

"Auror office?..Right,I'll get along there and sort it out then.Sorry to have bothered you.I'll come back when you're finished."

As she left she turned and gave them a slightly suspicious glance.I don't know what they are doing...and I don't want to know.,she thought.

Nicoli bowed to the woman as she left the room, a small pang of pity for her ricocheting through his body. What a horrific job, Nicoli wouldn't have enjoyed it himself, he could only imagine the other woman's dismay. However, it was done and he now walked up to the door and locked it manually. Apparently he was a little rusty on his locking charms. Pathetic.

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Nathan tried his best to keep his mind focused on what happened that day despite being aware of Nicoli hovering beside him with his wand pointed at his brain. He nodded in understanding when the man explained what he was going to do. He readied himself, hoping to merlin Nicoli didn't strip of his few remaining brain cells.

Whoa! This was kinda trippy! Memories being pulled right out of his head! He opened his eyes and blinked a few times when Nicoli was done. No damage seemed to have been done.... that he was aware of anyway.

He watched with fascination as Nicoli performed the same charm on Apha, taking her memories and directing them into the vial. He smiled when it was over but the smile soon vanished when he realised they were all going to witness his stupidity at being robbed by an old woman... again! Oh Merlin's pants.

He watched the young lady go, and although Nicoli had been pleasant, he couldn't help feeling a little sorry for her. She didn't know she was interrupting anything important. ...And Nicoli was acting rather suspicious. Were he and Apha just used as guinea pigs in some naughty shenanigans? Nathan really needed to brush up on his knowledge of the law... considering where he worked an all.

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Aware that somewhere beside her, Nathan was the first subject of the thin strand of memory being removed, Apha supressed a shudder as her eyes closed again, making sure to play the scene in her head to perfection again.

She waited until Nicoli had stepped away after she had been subject to the same treatment before she gave into the small shudder and opened her eyes. If there was one thing she hated more than apparating, it was that.



She hadn't even noticed the woman who'd come in, but she glanced at her when Nicoli started, noticing his very quick movements to hide the vials of memory he'd just collected. One eyebrow raised, but she made no further comment as she toyed unconciously with a strand of her hair.

Nicoli then turned around once again to his employees, a small smile on his face. He pulled out the vials containing their memories and moved across to the covered up pensive. How odd would it have looked if they had been walked in on with the pensive in front of them!
"Okay," Nicoli began seriously, "I know that this memory maybe particularly...painful...for the both of you, however, the point of this task is to observe the old woman; how she moves, what she says and what she looks like as well as other things that you didn't notice before during the mission," Nicoli said uncapping Nathan's vial and tipping the contents into the now uncovered pensive. The contents glowed brightly and swirled around before a image rose out of the depths of the dish. An old woman with bright pink hair stood with her glasses on her head.

"It's also important," he said quickly, "To keep in mind that this woman may in fact be the thief...herself. Which is why we'll have to see if we can gather any similar personality traits to the thief from the letters." Nicoli now unscrewed the lid of the vial on Apha's memories and likewise, poured them into the pensive. Once again the memories contained glowed brightly and a figure rose out of the depths. This time however, it was Forrester, running and shouting something fairly incoherent. That's Forrester for sure.

Scarlett Lillian, or better known as Lettie, stood at the office door, fiddling with the edge of her deep violet wife beater. In one hand she grasped the note that was owled into her office several minutes ago. Unconciously, she did a quick scan of the permiters checking for any out of place looking objects, or people for that matter, searching for any traces of Dark Magic, any whisper or hint at all. "You never know..." She muttered under her breath as she rapped on the door in an authoratitve manner. "The Death Eater brutes crawl everywhere, the scum. In alley ways, bars, manors, under staplers and rocks...." And in the Ministry, especially. Gods knew how many idiots tried to weasel themselves in with their enemy, the Ministry. Really, she should just give up sleep all together. Evil didn't sleep, how could she? Lettie pulled a memo pad out of her pant pocket and scribbled down Raise coffee intake. Substantially.

Nicoli sighed heavily. Could he not get a minute of peace in which to complete his task? Covering up the pensive, he lifted himself out of his seat and went to unlock the door, his wand in his hand and a slightly irritated look upon his face. Nicoli yanked open the door ready to see the magical maintenance officer on the other side and rearranging his features to that of a kinder countenance. Instead he saw....Do I know you? Surely, surely this was a familiar face...maybe one of his own department..."Nicoli Vanhatck, Head of MLES," he said automatically.

Even though Nathan had been a wizard for as long as he could remember, this was all new to him. He had never ever seen a pensieve!

He looked up at Nicoli as he uncapped the vials, watching with fascination as he poured the silvery liquid into the bowl. He gazed at the image of the old woman, exactly how she looked in his memories. His eyes widened slightly giving him the look of a small (and rather slow) child.

He nodded in understanding. “Alright. Do we have to do anything... specific? Or just watch.” he asked as Nicoli added Apha's memory. He leaned forward slightly to get a better view, resisting the urge to frown as Forrester bellowed and the old woman scarpered Speedy Gonzales style. They would probably have caught her if it hadn't been for that not so subtle move from the Auror boss.

He was distracted away from the penseive as there was a knock at the door. It only ever seemed to get busy in here when they tried to do something important. Funny that.

He peered around Nicoli to see who was disturbing them. Smirking slightly when he saw that odd young woman for the cafeteria standing there. He looked back at the pensieve not wanting to appear to be a nosey bugger.

It felt strange, to watch as Nathan's memory and her own were poured into the penseive. With a small amount of fascination, for she'd had memories removed but never seen them, she watched the flickering images and the ones that rose.

Get a grip, she ordered herself. Which she promptly did, her eyes surveying what she could see in a serious way, rather than in fascination. Slightly ashamed at her momentary loss of control, she swallowed.



What was it with the interruptions today? Apha glanced up as a sharp rap came from the door. It was worse than Piccadilly Circus, or so it seemed. Her eyes quickly surveyed the woman, wondering if she'd ever seen her before. She did look very vaguely familiar, like Apha had seen her fleetingly.

A frown on her face, she let out a small sigh. Important jobs means interruptions, she summed up in her mind.

It seemed DeJa'n would never be able to arrive on time to anything. She had seen a post at the HW station to head over to the MLES office, so here she was... or rather, there she was going.

She took quick long strides and spotted someone already at the door, Nicoli, the head of department, looking very irritated indeed. DeJa'n grimaced internally and walked up to the door.

Lettie blinked several times as the door was flung open, noting the obvious irritation on the man's face whom she was facing. Her mind whirred and she rapidly placed face to name, countenance altering to an expression of subtle weariness as she nodded to him, needled by the thought of her negilence at her workplace. She'd taken her break later than usual, or planned, and had missed the note when the rest of her Squad received it... Would he read into that? Would he think she was a slacker? She hated slackers; put them into a bowl and ate 'em for breakfast. With a fixated look she wrestled down the hand that was attempting to crawl up in a salute and waved the letter that was owled to her earlier under his nose. "I'm to report here. I'm part of your division. Scarlett Lillian Travers, or really... Lettie. Sir." Her orange eyes inched around the doorway and scanned over the scene, registering a few familiar faces and frowning at the moroseness that ghosted everyone's eyes. Either something of the more serious nature was being discussed, or the Magical Law Enforcement team were in some cult ceremony. She assumed the former, seeing as no one appeared to have shaved their heads yet.

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Lettie blinked several times as the door was flung open, noting the obvious irritation on the man's face whom she was facing. Her mind whirred and she rapidly placed face to name, countenance altering to an expression of subtle weariness as she nodded to him, needled by the thought of her negilence at her workplace. She'd taken her break later than usual, or planned, and had missed the note when the rest of her Squad received it... Would he read into that? Would he think she was a slacker? She hated slackers; put them into a bowl and ate 'em for breakfast. With a fixated look she wrestled down the hand that was attempting to crawl up in a salute and waved the letter that was owled to her earlier under his nose. "I'm to report here. I'm part of your division. Scarlett Lillian Travers, or really... Lettie. Sir." Her orange eyes inched around the doorway and scanned over the scene, registering a few familiar faces and frowning at the moroseness that ghosted everyone's eyes. Either something of the more serious nature was being discussed, or the Magical Law Enforcement team were in some cult ceremony. She assumed the former, seeing as no one appeared to have shaved their heads yet.

Nicoli did not speak for a few moments, placing the name she had given him to a application Syd had sent him a while back. He grinned widely, it seemed some of his team hadn't left him! "Well Lettie, you're a MLES member, correct?" he asked, his eyes somewhat brighter. "Come in then!" he exclaimed holding the door open for her, scrutinizing the letter in her hand. Yep, it was the one! Though of course, this could be the thief in disguise again. He'd have to watch her carefully. If she matched what he had down in the filing cabinet, then she couldn't possibly be the thief.

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It seemed DeJa'n would never be able to arrive on time to anything. She had seen a post at the HW station to head over to the MLES office, so here she was... or rather, there she was going.

She took quick long strides and spotted someone already at the door, Nicoli, the head of department, looking very irritated indeed. DeJa'n grimaced internally and walked up to the door.

As he was about to close the door behind "Lettie" when he noticed someone familiar in the corridor, "DeJa?" he asked genuinely surprised. It really did seem he had some Hit Wizards left! This was brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!


occ: sorry didn't reply sooner! I had some internet problems

It seemed Jake would never be on time. He was, once again, running somewhat late to something, and he cursed himself internally for not being able to keep time accurately.

He strode up to the MLES office apprehensively, before noting that Nicoli was there, as was DeJa'n and a woman he'd never met before. He stopped by the door, hands thrust deep into his pockets as he nodded at the three.

Lettie studied Nicoli and the others to an almost uncomfortable degree as she sketched every single line and plane of their faces deep into her memory as to not forget a single one. It was part of her job to be attentive, and nothing slid by her, not with her Lettie senses. No sir. She had every known Death Eater at large and in hiding recorded and memorized, and every witch, wizard and animal who could possibly be associated with the Dark Arts scribbled on flashcards. It was an obsession to an unhealthy degree, but it ran through her veins and pumped her heart. She nearly scuttled back when his expression brightened so suddenly from irritation to ecstasy. It was sort of... Frightening. The chap needed a mood stabilizer or something. "Yeh! That's me, Lettie the Hit Witch. I won't miss the letter next time, no worries. I'm not late, anywhere. That's not me. Not late. I hate lateness, right up there next to Death Eaters." Sit down? I'm let in, just like that? No code words, or secret handshakes? No fingerprint scans? Cripes. The security system couldn't be slipping, could it? Ah-well, Lettie. You'll patch it up. No one gets into your desk without a handshake, codeword, AND a fingerprint scan. Set an example for the others, you will, she thought as she bobbed her head to the head of her division curtly. "Thanks, thanks." Before sitting in her chair she scrutinized it for any tricks, anywhere there might be a latch for some trap. Finding none, she seated herself and moved her attention to the pensieve in the center. Her eyes rounded. What was this all about...?

DeJa'n gave Nicoli a smile. "Hello," Thank goodness he doesn't look like he's about to kill me for my lateness! "Reporting for duty." Her eyes twinkled and she reached up to take off her camaflouge cover that she was wearing.

She turned her light brown eyes from Nicoli and they landed on a man she couldn't remember the name of. Jason? Jacob? Jake. DeJa'n gave him a small wave, mood lifting up a bit, knowing that she wasn't the latest person there.

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Lettie studied Nicoli and the others to an almost uncomfortable degree as she sketched every single line and plane of their faces deep into her memory as to not forget a single one. It was part of her job to be attentive, and nothing slid by her, not with her Lettie senses. No sir. She had every known Death Eater at large and in hiding recorded and memorized, and every witch, wizard and animal who could possibly be associated with the Dark Arts scribbled on flashcards. It was an obsession to an unhealthy degree, but it ran through her veins and pumped her heart. She nearly scuttled back when his expression brightened so suddenly from irritation to ecstasy. It was sort of... Frightening. The chap needed a mood stabilizer or something. "Yeh! That's me, Lettie the Hit Witch. I won't miss the letter next time, no worries. I'm not late, anywhere. That's not me. Not late. I hate lateness, right up there next to Death Eaters." Sit down? I'm let in, just like that? No code words, or secret handshakes? No fingerprint scans? Cripes. The security system couldn't be slipping, could it? Ah-well, Lettie. You'll patch it up. No one gets into your desk without a handshake, codeword, AND a fingerprint scan. Set an example for the others, you will, she thought as she bobbed her head to the head of her division curtly. "Thanks, thanks." Before sitting in her chair she scrutinized it for any tricks, anywhere there might be a latch for some trap. Finding none, she seated herself and moved her attention to the pensive in the center. Her eyes rounded. What was this all about...?

Nicoli gave the girl a subtle knowing smile, the look of deep concentration on her face was all to distinct. He listened to her quietly, the thought of her being more suited to the Auror department flutter across his mind. He dismissed this thought, Syd had put her under his care for a reason, and he definitely would fulfill that reason.

"Good to hear, Lettie...very good actually," he said, watching her with amusement as she examined a chair before sitting down. Her attentiveness bordered on paranoia, it wouldn't go unnoticed if they were to go on an undercover mission soon-and they most likely would with the thief on the loose. He'd have to talk to her about it at some point.

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DeJa'n gave Nicoli a smile. "Hello," Thank goodness he doesn't look like he's about to kill me for my lateness! "Reporting for duty." Her eyes twinkled and she reached up to take off her camaflouge cover that she was wearing.



She turned her light brown eyes from Nicoli and they landed on a man she couldn't remember the name of. Jason? Jacob? Jake. DeJa'n gave him a small wave, mood lifting up a bit, knowing that she wasn't the latest person there.

"Hi there!" he replied, smiling. "I'm glad you are!" he said holding the door open for her. In this moment, with him standing behind the door frame; the newer girl to his side and not looking in his direction; and everyone else occupied, Nicoli transfered his wand from the pocket of his robes into the sleeve-a movement so natural that it may go unnoticed. It had been as if he'd been pulling his boxers up. Not that it wouldn't be embarrassing enough if someone really thought that!

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It seemed Jake would never be on time. He was, once again, running somewhat late to something, and he cursed himself internally for not being able to keep time accurately.

He strode up to the MLES office apprehensively, before noting that Nicoli was there, as was DeJa'n and a woman he'd never met before. He stopped by the door, hands thrust deep into his pockets as he nodded at the three.

Now as De'ja Drew nearer, Nicoli could just about see the frame of a familiar figure...A hit wizard...Jake. He paused for a few clear moments, his eyes confirming his first notion. It was Jake! Nicoli had almost a complete force ready now! Not nearly the amount the Aurors had-and definitely not the amount of military like force they were run with. He nodded to Jake with a smile and ushered him in as he had done with the other two.

Nicoli closed the door behind him, and locked it again manually, his wand expertly placed against his forearm in a loop of the inside of his sleeve. "Pull up a chair," he said to De'ja and Jake, moving across to his own. All the while, from the corners of his eyes, he could make out the intense expression on Lettie's face and worry of the other two. He'd definitely needed to explain what was going on to them. They were probably more lost than he was.

He seated himself, regarding each of them with an attentive stare. "Time to get everything sorted," he said grimly. "To those that did not work with the Aurors while I was away, the International Magical Conference is coming up, using the entire Level Two as Security. Part of our job is to capture an international jewel thief-which the Aurors are on a mission to do now," Nicoli grimaced slightly. "So for now, we'll have to await word of what happened from them-but that doesn't mean we can't learn more about the thief...and who the thief could possibly be...and so we have two memories here-" Nicoli pulled the cover off the pensive once again, "from Nathan and Apha...which we will all visit together, we might have one person on guard, and try and find something that the Aurors had missed before from the first mission." Nicoli stared at them silently, waiting for their replies.


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Suddenly a sound outside arrested his attention and Nicoli alighted from his seat. He unlocked the door and peered outside, a shadowy figure disappearing into the roomier Auror office down the corridor. Nicoli's eyes narrowed, who would be in the Auror office while the aurors were still on their mission? Nicoli glanced at the group inside his office before pulling his wand out of his sleeve and inching closer to the Auror office to see who it was in the office.

Scarlett Lillian eyed the entering girl with natural suspicion, searching her over for anything out of place, or out of the ordinary. Relaxing at an absence of discovery, she nodded good naturedly toward her coworker and brashly winked. Their force seemed smaller than necessary, though the employees were quite a panoply, and with all of the evil wacks crawling from cesspools, gutters and what not, the more helping the better. However, perhaps their Division was little so that the Hit Witches and Wizards did not escape scrutinizing, so that any odd crack could be explored, and their backgrounds checked. AHA. That was it, of course. That's what Lettie would do, anyway. She found it difficult to shake hands without knowing their history, and employing a division of strangers would be reckless. You couldn't just be reckless working with criminals, not if you wanted to keep your earlobes.
The raven-haired witch's nose twitched in irritation, and she sucked in a lungful of breath before it could develop into a tic. The aurors were out in a smackdown with the bad guys? EH? She craved action like a tree craved sunlight, and his statement ran a tremor of irritation through her mind. Whatever. She'd deal with it, she'd just started in the Ministry a few months ago, anyway. It's not like she could be trusted to take on the Dark Lord in a cage fight, yet. Sure. Whatever.
But her eyes rounded and she was soothed. They would be doing something, at least. Something very important. Not a detail would slip by her in the memories, not a breath uncounted. Her expression could easily be compared to a hungry dog panting for a strip of bacon and with an expectant smirk, knocked the table lightly with her fist. "Heck ya. Something slid by, something always slides by, Sir. Let'sa go."
However, a noise sounded nearby and her ears perked. She concentrated until her brain pulsated, feeding on the curious aura of her Head. She held her breath as he stood from his seat and inched towards the door. Her muscles coiled, and it took every bit of self discipline to keep her butt glued to the seat. Her wand was tugged from where it was tucked behind an ear, and she fingered it, anxious to follow. Who was it? What was it? A DEATH EATER?! THE JEWEL THIEF?! A STALKER?! Restraining was steadily giving her a splitting headache and gritting her teeth, she awaited his return. If he wasn't back within a few minutes, she'd go see what was up.

Nathan had never seen half of these people before! He never knew he had so many colleagues hidden away. Maybe Warren was right about him turning into a hermit - he needed to get out more. He nodded and smiled at each of his colleagues in welcoming as they entered the office, scooting round to make room around the pensieve. He grinned stupidly at the Lettie, giving her a roguish wink as she sat down. She seemed... edgy.


The grin was short lived, however, as the realisation hit him that all these people were also going to bare witness to his stupidity outside Gringotts. Not content with just Apha seeing (again), Nicoli seemed to want the whole ministry to see this. He scratched the back of his head sheepishly as he looked into the bowl containing the silvery swirl of memories of the mission. He looked up and nodded at Nicoli in understanding.


Nathan had to restrain himself from looking skyward at yet another interruption. He expression became one of confused bewilderment as Nicoli drew his wand and left the room. What the heck was going on?

Wondering whether they should follow, Nathan remained glued to his seat when none of his colleagues made a move. Best avoid the Auror HQ anyway. Who knows what sort of menial task the Auror boss would think up for Nathan this time. He sighed and sat back, folding his arms across his chest as they waited for Nicoli's return.

Cambell excited the lift with Brian on Level Two. She was still writing some things down when she entered the Magical Law Enforcement Office after knocking lightly on the door. She walked up to the main desk and offered its attendant a polite smile before she gave her request.
"Hello, we are on our way to welcome our visitors for the conference. Is there any way we can use a handful of your security employies to stand by with us as we welcome them and then show them on a tour of the Ministry?" She asked lightly but with strong intent. She was hoping she could get them soon so she wouldnt be late to greet the Ministries guests.