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*Nordic Witch* · 03-16-2014, 12:33 PM

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Originally Posted by Tattie

She aimed a smile towards Natasha who seemed nice enough. Good to work with it seem, which was a bonus. "No problem," she assured the other woman, standing up to reach another spot in need of cleaning. "Division Three. Specifically, Event Concealment." It was a good job for her as she liked being in the center of the action and was also quite skilled with charms. "Yourself?" She asked, curious herself now about the woman she was working with ... Amber quickly cast a couple more silent charms, getting rid of spider webs attached to a couple of table legs and removed a particularly nasty stain from the nearest wall.

"I'm in Division Four, specifically Spell Researching and the Experimental Charms Committee." Tasha responded with a smile to Amber as she used her wand to repair another phone. Eyeing the open cupboards she accioed the other boxes full of telephones and perched them on the desk nearby. Why walk there and back to fetch them when you could just as easily get them with a little effortless magic? "So, where do you come from? Have you worked at the ministry long?" Tasha asked curiously. Bonding with your co-workers over work seemed like an efficient way to spend her day.

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Originally Posted by lemon

If anyone had excuses for being late, it was Sherman. Merlin knew this kind of place was no proper setting for an elderly- his wheelchair had gone over too many bumps to count, and he kept getting lost. It was still unclear exactly where he'd been until now, but as soon as he heard the word 'charms' coming from a room, he'd entered it. And lo and behold, there were the phones.
Was... he allowed to talk? Did he have to raise his hand? Sherman did just that.
"I can... um.. help. Me. With the charms." Yep. That was his job, right? Helping. And stuff. With charms. And stuff.

Turning at the sound of another voice Tasha beamed and waved at Sherman to roll over to them in his wheelchair. "Hi Sherman," gesturing to the phones she asked. "Got any ideas for which spells we can use to charm the phones to work as a secure telephone line between the ministry departments scattered all over London?" Because as Aron had announced at the department meeting the usual ways of getting messages between departments was out of order and didn’t work when all the departments were scatted all over London.

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Originally Posted by AlwaysSnapesGirl

Was Aron alright? He seemed a little on edge, though Cora wasn't going to comment on it. It was understandable, she supposed. This place wasn't exactly sunshine and rainbows - though maybe a few charms could make it so. That'd be interesting. She just nodded though as she took a sip of her cream-less coffee and turned to Tasha. "Sure, that's what I'm here for," she replied with another nod.

Pointing with a thumb at the boxes overflowing with telephones she said to Cora. "I'm checking each phone and repairing any damages both internal and external that I can find so they are fit to use for our dire needs." Grabbing a new phone Tasha used her wand to inspect the phone from cord to handle. Glancing up at Cora she asked "Do you think we need to put muggle repelling charms on the phone line too?"

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Now was NOT the time to lose focus on personal matters and it was the last thing he needed right now for someone to make a big stink about him being unfit for his position. "You saw the Prophet," he said, assuming, as he glanced towards Tasha.
"I'll leave you lot to your work for the time being," he said, giving Sherman a small nod when the old man entered. Hearing the faint buzz of a visitor setting off the alarm, he quickly walked over towards the door and left without saying another word.

Glancing over at Aron she nodded silently as it dawned on her. Oh dear. Aron’s wife was probably one of the people infected by that peculiar disease the Daily Prophet had wrote about was raging at Hogwarts. That was why her boss was so out of sorts. He was worried. Tasha didn’t get any words out before Aron left to no doubt take care of whoever it was that had set off the visitors alarm.

Focusing on the phones in front of her Tasha worked efficiently in silence for a few minutes repairing each phone before levitating it over to the pile of newly repaired phone on the desk to her left.

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Originally Posted by Fira

After the momentary eyeing around, Josh started to walk around passing by people and desks and stuff. He eyed the stuff on the desks a bit, then the ceiling and the walls until his eyes found the refrigerator. Approaching it immediately, he opened its door and started to mess with its contents looking for something nice for himself to enjoy.

Tasha had a worked up a good flow with inspecting and repairing when she was distracted by a man who clearly didn’t work in Accidents and Catastrophes sauntering in, eyeing the place up and then headed for their refrigerator which he started to plunder its content without asking for permission. Raising a brow Tasha called out. "Excuse me, who are you?"

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Nordic Witch Grindylow Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: [GMT + 1] Posts: 14,438 Hogwarts RPG Name: Tiana Patterson Gryffindor Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Forsfelle Slytherin Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: ???? Hufflepuff Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Mirabelle Draguar Ravenclaw Fourth Year Ministry Department Head: Violet Fawley Ecological Protection x3	Swedishfish Girl! ❄ Page-Turning Seamstress ❄ Jess's Soul Sister! Sweetest Swede! Quote: Originally Posted by Tattie She aimed a smile towards Natasha who seemed nice enough. Good to work with it seem, which was a bonus. "No problem," she assured the other woman, standing up to reach another spot in need of cleaning. "Division Three. Specifically, Event Concealment." It was a good job for her as she liked being in the center of the action and was also quite skilled with charms. "Yourself?" She asked, curious herself now about the woman she was working with ... Amber quickly cast a couple more silent charms, getting rid of spider webs attached to a couple of table legs and removed a particularly nasty stain from the nearest wall. "I'm in Division Four, specifically Spell Researching and the Experimental Charms Committee." Tasha responded with a smile to Amber as she used her wand to repair another phone. Eyeing the open cupboards she accioed the other boxes full of telephones and perched them on the desk nearby. Why walk there and back to fetch them when you could just as easily get them with a little effortless magic? "So, where do you come from? Have you worked at the ministry long?" Tasha asked curiously. Bonding with your co-workers over work seemed like an efficient way to spend her day. Quote: Originally Posted by lemon If anyone had excuses for being late, it was Sherman. Merlin knew this kind of place was no proper setting for an elderly- his wheelchair had gone over too many bumps to count, and he kept getting lost. It was still unclear exactly where he'd been until now, but as soon as he heard the word 'charms' coming from a room, he'd entered it. And lo and behold, there were the phones. Was... he allowed to talk? Did he have to raise his hand? Sherman did just that. "I can... um.. help. Me. With the charms." Yep. That was his job, right? Helping. And stuff. With charms. And stuff. Turning at the sound of another voice Tasha beamed and waved at Sherman to roll over to them in his wheelchair. "Hi Sherman," gesturing to the phones she asked. "Got any ideas for which spells we can use to charm the phones to work as a secure telephone line between the ministry departments scattered all over London?" Because as Aron had announced at the department meeting the usual ways of getting messages between departments was out of order and didn’t work when all the departments were scatted all over London. Quote: Originally Posted by AlwaysSnapesGirl Was Aron alright? He seemed a little on edge, though Cora wasn't going to comment on it. It was understandable, she supposed. This place wasn't exactly sunshine and rainbows - though maybe a few charms could make it so. That'd be interesting. She just nodded though as she took a sip of her cream-less coffee and turned to Tasha. "Sure, that's what I'm here for," she replied with another nod. Pointing with a thumb at the boxes overflowing with telephones she said to Cora. "I'm checking each phone and repairing any damages both internal and external that I can find so they are fit to use for our dire needs." Grabbing a new phone Tasha used her wand to inspect the phone from cord to handle. Glancing up at Cora she asked "Do you think we need to put muggle repelling charms on the phone line too?" Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Now was NOT the time to lose focus on personal matters and it was the last thing he needed right now for someone to make a big stink about him being unfit for his position. "You saw the Prophet," he said, assuming, as he glanced towards Tasha. "I'll leave you lot to your work for the time being," he said, giving Sherman a small nod when the old man entered. Hearing the faint buzz of a visitor setting off the alarm, he quickly walked over towards the door and left without saying another word. Glancing over at Aron she nodded silently as it dawned on her. Oh dear. Aron’s wife was probably one of the people infected by that peculiar disease the Daily Prophet had wrote about was raging at Hogwarts. That was why her boss was so out of sorts. He was worried. Tasha didn’t get any words out before Aron left to no doubt take care of whoever it was that had set off the visitors alarm. Focusing on the phones in front of her Tasha worked efficiently in silence for a few minutes repairing each phone before levitating it over to the pile of newly repaired phone on the desk to her left. Quote: Originally Posted by Fira After the momentary eyeing around, Josh started to walk around passing by people and desks and stuff. He eyed the stuff on the desks a bit, then the ceiling and the walls until his eyes found the refrigerator. Approaching it immediately, he opened its door and started to mess with its contents looking for something nice for himself to enjoy. Tasha had a worked up a good flow with inspecting and repairing when she was distracted by a man who clearly didn’t work in Accidents and Catastrophes sauntering in, eyeing the place up and then headed for their refrigerator which he started to plunder its content without asking for permission. Raising a brow Tasha called out. "Excuse me, who are you?" __________________