Training Room

[Becky]

This room is to be used for employees to practice their wrangling skills, teach others things that could save their lives or the life of whomever they're trying to protect whilst out in the field. Every now and then, the department head may call everyone here for a 'team building' exercise. If you see that announcement, make sure you have your running shoes on!

OOC: Only magical creatures employees have access to this room. Other ministry workers wishing to gain entrance for any reason need to first gain permission from the department head.

[Stefan]

In all honesty, Albert was quite surprised with himself, considering the fact that he hasn't gone all dragonesque with the Beast Division. He'd left a simple instruction to one of the junior dragon handlers, and he ended up finding said employee in a scorched laboratory. The baby Romanian Longhorn escaped his temporary handler and went berserk inside the laboratory.

Poor young man had to scream for him.

Decked in his full laboratory suit, Albert placed the portable incubator in the middle of the room and started to make the dragon case bigger until it occupied half of the training room. The Creatures man watched the dragon waddle inside his bigger cage, poking its snout against the glass wanting to get out.

As much as he loved dragons, he cannot help but think of letting younger people do the job. He's close to his 60s, owns and helms his own breeding company and yet there he was doing the legwork of junior employees.

After setting aside the extra laboratory suits on a chair, Albert moved on to fetch his bucket of chicken blood, protected himself and his suite with the correct charms, and went inside the giant glass box to feed the hungry baby dragon.

He can already tell that tomorrow he'd be sore to the core.

[MadMadamMalfoy]

Quote:

Originally Posted by Stefan

In all honesty, Albert was quite surprised with himself, considering the fact that he hasn't gone all dragonesque with the Beast Division. He'd left a simple instruction to one of the junior dragon handlers, and he ended up finding said employee in a scorched laboratory. The baby Romanian Longhorn escaped his temporary handler and went berserk inside the laboratory.

Poor young man had to scream for him.

Decked in his full laboratory suit, Albert placed the portable incubator in the middle of the room and started to make the dragon case bigger until it occupied half of the training room. The Creatures man watched the dragon waddle inside his bigger cage, poking its snout against the glass wanting to get out.

As much as he loved dragons, he cannot help but think of letting younger people do the job. He's close to his 60s, owns and helms his own breeding company and yet there he was doing the legwork of junior employees.

After setting aside the extra laboratory suits on a chair, Albert moved on to fetch his bucket of chicken blood, protected himself and his suite with the correct charms, and went inside the giant glass box to feed the hungry baby dragon.

He can already tell that tomorrow he'd be sore to the core.

Killian wasn't sure he was supposed to be in here. Technically he was a Creatures intern, not an employee, but oh well. YOLO! The dark-haired Gryffindor poked his head inside the training room. Wow, there was a baby dragon in there! A Romanian Longhorn, to be exact. He hadn't seen one of those since he was a toddler, back when his dad worked on a dragon reserve!

It took him a second to notice the other person in the room. Was it just him or did this guy seem like a huge stick in the mud? He decided to play it safe and behave, at least for now. He couldn't make any promises later on! "Hello, sir," he said, being careful to keep his voice down so as not to spook the dragon. Because manners and all that good stuff! "Would you like some help with that?"