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Disneymaniac · #1 (**permalink**) 01-26-2008, 01:24 AM

You walk into the Division after passing through a rather heavy wooden door adorned with a "British and Irish Quidditch League Headquarters." Inside, it's a fairly simple room. The walls are grey, as are the dividers between each employee's cubicle. However, the grey says NOTHING about how lively this division is. People are always hustling and bustling about and there are constantly interdepartmental memos flying about. Currently, the office is still in restoration process after being attacked by rogue bludgers on two separate (possibly related) incidences.

At the end of the rows of cubicles, there is a door that leads into the division head's office. Inside, the shades are open to let in the beautiful sunshine behind a large, oak desk covered in papers with referee contracts and schedules and other inquiries. Next to the windows is a list of all the teams in Britain and Ireland. On the other side of the team list, there is a giant calender on which Ian writes in meetings and matches. Unless he is in the break room, the cafeteria, or mingling about the office, he's in his office.

Next to the division head's office, there is a large conference room filled only with a long oak table lined with chairs.

The environment is very warm. You can tell by the way people smile that they enjoy their work here and enjoy the people with whom the work. It's a friendly atmosphere where people genuinely care about each other.

Employees, come on in, take a seat and get to work! Feel free to mingle with your fellow employees as well! Just make sure you get your work done!

Department Head - Rex Altair Vindictus (demented_death_eater)

British & Irish Quidditch League Division Head - Skander Beckett (Esme)

British & Irish Quidditch League Division Employees
Dani Campbell (LilyLunaGinnyPotter)
Axel Hoover (Yusrieee)
Rachel Rodriguez (Prongs.RJGirl)
Elise Aldridge (DreamingOutLoud)
Chloe Wormwood (LunaticLady)

cake.ninjak · 02-21-2008, 08:37 AM

It was 6 AM, and Mr. Ian M. Ashby was already rolling into work. His gut, the result of not really being too physically active for quite a few years now, bounced jovially as Ashby swaggered (to his own theme song, of course) down the rows of cubicles. If anyone else had been around, he would have stopped to tell a story worthy of knee-slapping laughter, or a joke deserving of a short, but hearty chuckle. No one was around yet, though. Nevertheless, he could already tell that today was going to be a good day.

When Ashby reached his office, he quickly unlocked his door, as he always did, and turned the sign on his door from "The Wizard is Out" to "The Wizard is In." As soon as his door was opened the slightest bit, the office was flooded with sunlight, and seemed to fill the entire department with the same feeling Ashby was feeling right now. There was just a welcoming feel to it.

He rested his briefcase on his desk and removed his navy blue cloak, placing it on a cloak rack.

Inside the room, there was a list of the British and Irish Quidditch teams and their current standings and scores. It updated itself after every match. Currently, the Appleby Arrows were in first place by the slim margin of 130 points, followed closely by (surprisingly enough) the Chudley Cannons. Ashby was upset that his old team, Puddlemere United was not on top as it had been when he was the captain, but he enjoyed quidditch so much that it didn't really matter this much (except for the occasional bet at the after-work relaxation session at the local pub).

Anyway, instead of opening his briefcase right away, he sat down in his chair and simply propped his feet up onto his desk, his hands, laced together, atop his head, and leaned back in the most comfortable chair on earth.

His door remained open for anyone who needed to pop in either just to say hello, or to ask a question.

confusion.girl · 02-21-2008, 05:49 PM

Shylo hurried into her office, and hour early as usual. She was never late, as her job was her passion. She smiled slightly as she noticed that Mr Ashby was already in his office, but she untucked her hair from her ear, creating a dark, silky barrier between them. She hurried past him, mumbling a quick hello, before disappearing into her cubicle. She switched the sign on the door, and settled at her desk.

Once comfortable, Shylo pulled her hair back into a messy bun, and placed her reading glasses gently onto her nose. She stifled a yawn, and pulled a file towards herself. It was going to be a long day. Afterall, she had a night shift this evening.

cake.ninjak · 02-22-2008, 07:35 AM

Ashby had his feet positioned on his desk so there was a slight crack in the wall his feet created. The crack was just big enough for him to see a blur pass by. Judging by the hour of the arrival, though, he guessed that it was Shylo.

Unfortunately for Ashby, his mouth was currently stuffed with muffin - blueberry, to be exact. However, he had forgotten this, and managed a "Morning," through the oodles of bread crumbs that currently called his palette home. How he did it, we will never know. But the greeting was exchanged, nonetheless.

Once he had finished his bite of the blueberry muffin of the gods, he pulled his legs off his desk (which took a great amount of effort, considering the size of his jello-esque gut).

He dismounted from his chair (sticking the landing, of course), and left the chair spinning slightly in its place. He meandered on over to Shylo's cubicle, where he found a somewhat disheveled Shylo. "You know, you don't need to work forever," he said, jokingly.

"Anyway, how are you on this fine day? Did you have a late night?" he asked politely. Ashby always made it a point to be on friendly terms with his employees. He didn't really see himself as their superior, but rather a more experienced team member. He wanted to be the kind of boss who could go out and have fun with his employees as friends.

confusion.girl · 02-22-2008, 12:52 PM

Shy almost fell off of her seat as Mr Ashby poked his head around the cubicle. Hmm. Shy by name, shy by nature seemed to be the appropriate statement to describe her. She shoved a file over the piece of paper which she had been drawing love hearts containing the initials A.Y. Alexander Young. Ohhh, how she had fallen for him. Hard.

"M-morning Ian. I-I mean Mr Ashby, sir." Shylo spluttered, managing to spill her coffee down her shirt. She flicked her wand over the mess, and the stain disappeared. "Forever? I...well...no one else is going to get the work done." She mumbled, placing her coffee cup upright on the desk, and turning slowly on her chair. She managed to keep her eyes on the floor.

"I'm very...the same today, thank you, sir, Mr Ashby, sir. And yourself?"

Si · 02-22-2008, 06:58 PM

Lucrecia wandered into the office area a few minutes before she was supposed to be there. Luce didn't like being early but she didn't like being late either so nearly on time would be the words to describe what she was at the moment. Of course Mr. Ashby and Shylo were already in having a conversation. That happened frequently since Shylo was the girl who got there extremely early to start her work. Of course Luce would talk to the girl about this sooner or later because she wondered what her motives were but it would not take place around Ashby. "Mornin' Mr. Ashby. Mornin' Shylo." Luce gave the both of them a kind smile as she walked past them and took a seat in her cubicle. She got a file out and started reading it. Time for work.

Harmonizer · 02-23-2008, 12:17 AM

Cristoph walked into the office, checking his watch again. At least he was only a few minutes late. Eh. There weren't a lot of people around anyway. There was Mr. Ashby, though, whom he recognized to be his Division Head. Excellent. Better to make a good impression now and screw up later.

"Mornin' Mr Ashby," he said, nodding his head, a smile on his face. He then saw the girl he was talking to. Apparently another employee, he nodded towards her as well.

He looked through several cubicles, serching for his own. After a few 'oopses' and 'excuse me's', he'd finally found his own cubicle and plopped down on the office chair, automatically putting his hands behind his head. Ah, he was finally in the office. He kicked a drawer open gently, got out a couple of folders, and started reading through them. Finally. Work which involved Quidditch.

cake.ninjak · 02-23-2008, 03:46 AM

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Originally Posted by Dracos_Lady

Shy almost fell off of her seat as Mr Ashby poked his head around the cubicle. Hmm. Shy by name, shy by nature seemed to be the appropriate statement to describe her. She shoved a file over the piece of paper which she had been drawing love hearts containing the initials A.Y. Alexander Young. Ohhh, how she had fallen for him. Hard.

"M-morning Ian. I-I mean Mr Ashby, sir." Shylo spluttered, managing to spill her coffee down her shirt. She flicked her wand over the mess, and the stain disappeared. "Forever? I...well...no one else is going to get the work done." She mumbled, placing her coffee cup upright on the desk, and turning slowly on her chair. She managed to keep her eyes on the floor.

"I'm very...the same today, thank you, sir, Mr Ashby, sir. And yourself?"

Ashby winced. "Mister? Shylo, Shylo, no 'mister' is needed! Please, Ian or Ashby," he said, chuckling lightly.

"No one? My, my. Shylo, we must restore your faith in people! Do not fret. Work always gets done around here. You needn't do all of it. That's what the others are here for." He gave her a reassuring smile.

"Well, you are quite welcome. I'm quite well today. The sun is shining, and we've got a match to plan! I couldn't be better!"

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Originally Posted by dracocutie89

Lucrecia wandered into the office area a few minutes before she was supposed to be there. Luce didn't like being early but she didn't like being late either so nearly on time would be the words to describe what she was at the moment. Of course Mr. Ashby and Shylo were already in having a conversation. That happened frequently since Shylo was the girl who got there extremely early to start her work. Of course Luce would talk to the girl about this sooner or later because she wondered what her motives were but it would not take place around Ashby. "Mornin' Mr. Ashby. Mornin' Shylo." Luce gave the both of them a kind smile as she walked past them and took a seat in her cubicle. She got a file out and started reading it. Time for work.

"Please, please. Girls, it's either Ian, or Ashby. No 'mister' needed. We're all friends here, right?"

He raised a hand to Luce in greetings. "'Lo, there, Luce. How goes it?"

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Originally Posted by Harmonizer

Cristoph walked into the office, checking his watch again. At least he was only a few minutes late. Eh. There weren't a lot of people around anyway. There was Mr. Ashby, though, whom he recognized to be his Division Head. Excellent. Better to make a good impression now and screw up later.

"Mornin' Mr Ashby," he said, nodding his head, a smile on his face. He then saw the girl he was talking to. Apparently another employee, he nodded towards her as well.

He looked through several cubicles, searching for his own. After a few 'oopses' and 'excuse me's', he'd finally found his own cubicle and plopped down on the office chair, automatically putting his hands behind his head. Ah, he was finally in the office. He kicked a drawer open gently, got out a couple of folders, and started reading through them. Finally. Work which involved Quidditch.

"Ian," he corrected. "Or Ashby. You're....Cristoph, correct? Cristoph Witte?" He stuck out a hand for a shake. "Pleased to meet you, good sir. As you already know, I am your division head, Ian Ashby. I have only two rules: produce quality work on time, and have fun. Do you think you are up for the task?" He smirked and cocked an eyebrow.

Yes..he remembered his first day. He was fresh out of the league and was looking for an office job. He was still nervous, despite his extensive knowledge of quidditch. He had no idea what Theo was going to be like...but that was back before he knew the old chap.

"Oh! People," he said, calling his other employees back. "I'd like to introduce you to a new addition to our team. This is Cristoph. He'll be working with us from now on, so I expect you to treat him like family." He clapped the young man on the shoulder, hoping to make him feel more at home.

"Now then, we've got quite a task on our shoulders today. We've got to do all of the paperwork for the upcoming Appleby-Kenmare match. Now then, status update. What else do you need to do? Theo has asked me to take care of the official, so I will be sending out a few owls today. Does anyone have any ideas for people? Theo wants to have the official checked. We can't have a biased official, now can we? We don't want a repeat of the Tushtill-Ballycastle match, now do we?" He chuckled, waiting for the others' responses.

Harmonizer · 02-23-2008, 05:13 AM

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Originally Posted by cake.ninjak

"Ian," he corrected. "Or Ashby. You're....Cristoph, correct? Cristoph Witte?" He stuck out a hand for a shake. "Pleased to meet you, good sir. As you already know, I am your division head, Ian Ashby. I have only two rules: produce quality work on time, and have fun. Do you think you are up for the task?" He smirked and cocked an eyebrow.

Yes..he remembered his first day. He was fresh out of the league and was looking for an office job. He was still nervous, despite his extensive knowledge of quidditch. He had no idea what Theo was going to be like...but that was back before he knew the old chap.

"Oh! People," he said, calling his other employees back. "I'd like to introduce you to a new addition to our team. This is Christoph. He'll be working with us from now on, so I expect you to treat him like family." He clapped the young man on the shoulder, hoping to make him feel more at home.

"Now then, we've got quite a task on our shoulders today. We've got to do all of the paperwork for the upcoming Appleby-Kenmare match. Now then, status update. What else do you need to do? Theo has asked me to take care of the official, so I will be sending out a few owls today. Does anyone have any ideas for people? Theo wants to have the official checked. We can't have a biased official, now can we? We don't want a repeat of the Tushtill-Ballycastle match, now do we?" He chuckled, waiting for the others' responses.

Cris nodded and took Ashby's hand to shake. "Pleasure's all mine, Ian," he said, smiling warmly. Ah, good old bosses. "Yes, it's Cristoph. But you can call me Cris. And... am I up for the task?" he mirrored his cocked eyebrow, then his smile grew into a confident grin. "Of course, sir," he assured him.

Cris looked around when Ian started calling for the other employees. Eh. Time to make friends already? He nodded at each of them, and extended his hand to anyone who would shake it. It seemed that most of the employees were women. Ugh. Not that it was a problem, but during school, he wasn't exactly keen on working with females, though he had a lot of female friends. "Nice to meet all of you. Looking forward to working with you," he acknowledged. So, they were like family here? That would be even better, then.

Oh. Set to work already. He listened as Ian filled them in. "Huh. That Tushtill-Ballycastle match shouldn't have been valid," he commented, smirking a bit. "Biased officials," he mumbled with a shake of his head.

cake.ninjak · 02-23-2008, 07:29 AM

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Originally Posted by Harmonizer

Cris nodded and took Ashby's hand to shake. "Pleasure's all mine, Ian," he said, smiling warmly. Ah, good old bosses. "Yes, it's Cristoph. But you can call me Cris. And... am I up for the task?" he mirrored his cocked eyebrow, then his smile grew into a confident grin. "Of course, sir," he assured him.

Cris looked around when Ian started calling for the other employees. Eh. Time to make friends already? He nodded at each of them, and extended his hand to anyone who would shake it. It seemed that most of the employees were women. Ugh. Not that it was a problem, but during school, he wasn't exactly keen on working with females, though he had a lot of female friends. "Nice to meet all of you. Looking forward to working with you," he acknowledged. So, they were like family here? That would be even better, then.

Oh. Set to work already. He listened as Ian filled them in. "Huh. That Tushtill-Ballycastle match shouldn't have been valid," he commented, smirking a bit. "Biased officials," he mumbled with a shake of his head.

"Cris it is, then," Ashby said, smiling. This young man sure had quite the handshake! "That's quite a grip there, you've got," Ashby added, pointing out his observation. "That's just absolutely wonderful!" Ian exclaimed. "I can't have workers who simply aren't up for the challenge of running the quidditch league. This is a tough business. I'm glad I can count on you." He once again clapped his hand on Cris's shoulder, giving the boy a slight, friendly shake.

"I think we'll all get along great," he added, nodding.

Ashby turned toward Cris. "Yes. The employee who hired him was promptly fired, and the department head and I are currently working on getting that official removed from the list of approved officials. Honestly! How could he even call cobbing when the players were nowhere near one another? And that snitch sure materialized conveniently close to the Tushtill seeker." He always got worked up over that match. Not one of his finer moments. Thank goodness that employee was fired.

Ashby smirked. Since it happened, he always used that story to scare his new employees just enough so they'd respect his authority. "So, not that you'd need this, but let this be a lesson not to bypass me or Theo in making decisions." He looked sternly toward Cris, making sure the newbie understood.

Krissy Moon · 02-23-2008, 08:17 AM

Heath sat in his cubicle with a broad grin on his face. He was so pleased to finally be working for the Ministry and in his chosen field! He pulled a file towards him ready to jump right in.

Si · 02-23-2008, 08:30 AM

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Originally Posted by cake.ninjak

"Please, please. Girls, it's either Ian, or Ashby. No 'mister' needed. We're all friends here, right?"

He raised a hand to Luce in greetings. "'Lo, there, Luce. How goes it?"

"Ian," he corrected. "Or Ashby. You're....Cristoph, correct? Cristoph Witte?" He stuck out a hand for a shake. "Pleased to meet you, good sir. As you already know, I am your division head, Ian Ashby. I have only two rules: produce quality work on time, and have fun. Do you think you are up for the task?" He smirked and cocked an eyebrow.

Yes..he remembered his first day. He was fresh out of the league and was looking for an office job. He was still nervous, despite his extensive knowledge of quidditch. He had no idea what Theo was going to be like...but that was back before he knew the old chap.

"Oh! People," he said, calling his other employees back. "I'd like to introduce you to a new addition to our team. This is Cristoph. He'll be working with us from now on, so I expect you to treat him like family." He clapped the young man on the shoulder, hoping to make him feel more at home.

"Now then, we've got quite a task on our shoulders today. We've got to do all of the paperwork for the upcoming Appleby-Kenmare match. Now then, status update. What else do you need to do? Theo has asked me to take care of the official, so I will be sending out a few owls today. Does anyone have any ideas for people? Theo wants to have the official checked. We can't have a biased official, now can we? We don't want a repeat of the Tushtill-Ballycastle match, now do we?" He chuckled, waiting for the others' responses.

"Ah it goes well Ian. It goes VERY well." Luce's face turned into a smirk and she leaned up against the wall to observe the new flesh in the department. "Cristoph eh? Interesting name. I'm Lucrecia but I'd prefer it if you called me Luce." Nodding to the man she turned her attention back to the boss of the place. He mentioned that Tushtill-Ballycastle match that was a complete disaster in her opinion. That official should have been beaten into a bloody pulp since he was obviously biased. "I swear if something else like that happens again, I will join the mobs that will eventually find the official's home and beat him to a bloody pulp. There is this one guy I know that would be good for an official though. I met him a couple weeks ago when I was on holiday in the states and he said he was an official for some matches a while back. I think his name was Taylon but I can't remember his last name right now."

cake.ninjak · 02-23-2008, 08:35 AM

Ian was about to continue with his morning briefing when he heard a rustling a cubicle or two away. It was then that he realized it was Heath. "Oye! Heath, come join us! We'd love for you to grace us with your presence. We've got some important stuff to cover, too."

He motioned his hand for Heath to come join the crowd. "Did you hear all the tasks for the day?"

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Originally Posted by dracocutie89

"Ah it goes well Ian. It goes VERY well." Luce's face turned into a smirk and she leaned up against the wall to observe the new flesh in the department. "Cristoph eh? Interesting name. I'm Lucrecia but I'd prefer it if you called me Luce." Nodding to the man she turned her attention back to the boss of the place. He mentioned that Tushtill-Ballycastle match that was a complete disaster in her opinion. That official should have been beaten into a bloody pulp since he was obviously biased. "I swear if something else like that happens again, I will join the mobs that will eventually find the official's home and beat him to a bloody pulp. There is this one guy I know that would be good for an official though. I met him a couple weeks ago when I was on holiday in the states and he said he was an official for some matches a while back. I think his name was Taylon but I can't remember his last name right now."

Ian was usually a bit more placid than....well....that. "Okay, well now that we know what you think, could you do me a favor and owl this Taylon person? Do you have any idea where he was from in the states? I think, if he's from the states, he'd be a good choice to remain unbiased in the match." Things were looking good. His employees were all working together. This next match was going to run as smoothly as possible. Ashby had no doubts.

confusion.girl · 02-23-2008, 11:59 AM

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Originally Posted by dracocutie89

Lucrecia wandered into the office area a few minutes before she was supposed to be there. Luce didn't like being early but she didn't like being late either so nearly on time would be the words to describe what she was at the moment. Of course Mr. Ashby and Shylo were already in having a conversation. That happened frequently since Shylo was the girl who got there extremely early to start her work. Of course Luce would talk to the girl about this sooner or later because she wondered what her motives were but it would not take place around Ashby. "Mornin' Mr. Ashby. Mornin' Shylo." Luce gave the both of them a kind smile as she walked past them and took a seat in her cubicle. She got a file out and started reading it. Time for work.

Shylo paused as someone else slipped into the Department. She smiled weakly at Lucrecia, and returned the greeting. "Morning Luce." She said quietly, politely. She watched the woman hurry into her cubicle, before turning back to Mr Ashby.

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Originally Posted by cake.ninjak

Ashby winced. "Mister? Shylo, Shylo, no 'mister' is needed! Please, Ian or Ashby," he said, chuckling lightly.

"No one? My, my. Shylo, we must restore your faith in people! Do not fret. Work always gets done around here. You needn't do all of it. That's what the others are here for." He gave her a reassuring smile.

"Well, you are quite welcome. I'm quite well today. The sun is shining, and we've got a match to plan! I couldn't be better!"

Shylo spluttered. Oh no. Now he thought she didn't like the other people in the department. She liked them very much! She was just a bit intimidated by them. They were all wonderful Quidditch players, and they were all excellent at talking to the Daily Prophet and such. She was an excellent player, but got nervous talking to anyone.

However, as Mr Ashby...er...Ian mentioned planning a match, a grin spread across Shylo's face. "Oh, super!" She exclaimed.

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"Ian," he corrected. "Or Ashby. You're....Cristoph, correct? Cristoph Witte?" He stuck out a hand for a shake. "Pleased to meet you, good sir. As you already know, I am your division head, Ian Ashby. I have only two rules: produce quality work on time, and have fun. Do you think you are up for the task?" He smirked and cocked an eyebrow.

Yes..he remembered his first day. He was fresh out of the league and was looking for an office job. He was still nervous, despite his extensive knowledge of quidditch. He had no idea what Theo was going to be like...but that was back before he knew the old chap.

"Oh! People," he said, calling his other employees back. "I'd like to introduce you to a new addition to our team. This is Cristoph. He'll be working with us from now on, so I expect you to treat him like family." He clapped the young man on the shoulder, hoping to make him feel more at home.

"Now then, we've got quite a task on our shoulders today. We've got to do all of the paperwork for the upcoming Appleby-Kenmare match. Now then, status update. What else do you need to do? Theo has asked me to take care of the official, so I will be sending out a few owls today. Does anyone have any ideas for people? Theo wants to have the official checked. We can't have a biased official, now can we? We don't want a repeat of the Tushtill-Ballycastle match, now do we?" He chuckled, waiting for the others' responses.

Shylo smiled at the new man. Honestly, it was his first day and he was already looking more at home than she was. She sighed. Would she ever pluck up the courage to do anything spontanious? She chuckled slightly as Ian mentioned the Tutshill-Ballycastle match. That referee practically named Tutshill the winners before the match had even started.

"Which ground will the Appleby match be on?" She asked. "Appleby, or Kenmare?"

Harmonizer · 02-23-2008, 12:30 PM

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Originally Posted by cake.ninjak

"Cris it is, then," Ashby said, smiling. This young man sure had quite the handshake! "That's quite a grip there, you've got," Ashby added, pointing out his observation. "That's just absolutely wonderful!" Ian exclaimed. "I can't have workers who simply aren't up for the challenge of running the quidditch league. This is a tough business. I'm glad I can count on you." He once again clapped his hand on Cris's shoulder, giving the boy a slight, friendly shake.

"I think we'll all get along great," he added, nodding.

Ashby turned toward Cris. "Yes. The employee who hired him was promptly fired, and the department head and I are currently working on getting that official removed from the list of approved officials. Honestly! How could he even call cobbing when the players were nowhere near one another? And that snitch sure materialized conveniently close to the Tushtill seeker." He always got worked up over that match. Not one of his finer moments. Thank goodness that employee was fired.

Ashby smirked. Since it happened, he always used that story to scare his new employees just enough so they'd respect his authority. "So, not that you'd need this, but let this be a lesson not to bypass me or Theo in making decisions." He looked sternly toward Cris, making sure the newbie understood.

Cristoph felt right at home with these people. Work and home didn't seem so far away after all. Then again, that was what you often thought when you loved your job.

He nodded at Ian's acknowledgement. He seemed to be nodding a lot at that time. When he was commended on his grip, he chuckled a bit. "Ha... Well, thank you sir," he told him, tilting his head. "You can most definitely count on me. I've got years of experience," he added confidently. He didn't know if 7 years of travelling and exploring Quidditch counted as experience, but that's what he thought of it.

Cris took a few mental notes as Ashby continued to speak. There was obviously a lot to learn from this man. "Goodness. Some people just don't know their limitations," he commented.

When the man smirked and sort of warned them (well, more of him, since he was new and all), he nodded in understanding. "Yes sir," he muttered.

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Originally Posted by dracocutie89

"Ah it goes well Ian. It goes VERY well." Luce's face turned into a smirk and she leaned up against the wall to observe the new flesh in the department. "Cristoph eh? Interesting name. I'm Lucrecia but I'd prefer it if you called me Luce." Nodding to the man she turned her attention back to the boss of the place. He mentioned that Tushtill-Ballycastle match that was a complete disaster in her opinion. That official should have been beaten into a bloody pulp since he was obviously biased. "I swear if something else like that happens again, I will join the mobs that will eventually find the official's home and beat him to a bloody pulp. There is this one guy I know that would be good for an official though. I met him a couple weeks ago when I was on holiday in the states and he said he was an official for some matches a while back. I think his name was Taylon but I can't remember his last name right now."

The other woman whom he was working with greeted him as well. He smiled at her. "Thanks. And Lucrecia's a pretty interesting name as well. But Luce is definitely easier to remember... and pronounce," he said. He listened when she spoke, and he looked thoughtful. It was obvious that Luce had stayed longer in this office than he had. She was no newbie, that was for sure.

"Uh. I don't really know what the exact requirements are for officials, but I've known a lot of officials from my many years of travel. I could probably owl one of them, too," he said, thoughtful. "Or, I could give you his address and you could owl him, sir?" he asked, directing his question to Ian.

Si · 02-23-2008, 05:37 PM

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Originally Posted by cake.ninjak

Ian was about to continue with his morning briefing when he heard a rustling a cubicle or two away. It was then that he realized it was Heath. "Oye! Heath, come join us! We'd love for you to grace us with your presence. We've got some important stuff to cover, too."

He motioned his hand for Heath to come join the crowd. "Did you hear all the tasks for the day?"

Ian was usually a bit more placid than....well....that. "Okay, well now that we know what you think, could you do me a favor and owl this Taylon person? Do you have any idea where he was from in the states? I think, if he's from the states, he'd be a good choice to remain unbiased in the match." Things were looking good. His employees were all working together. This next match was going to run as smoothly as possible. Ashby had no doubts.

"I sure can owl him. I believe he told me he was from the Los Angeles area so I'll get on that." Luce could imagine the owl she'd be sending to Taylon. He would be a very good choice for an unbiased Quidditch official since he was American and all that but it would be interesting to see if he would actually do it.

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Originally Posted by Harmonizer

The other woman whom he was working with greeted him as well. He smiled at her. "Thanks. And Lucrecia's a pretty interesting name as well. But Luce is definitely easier to remember... and pronounce," he said. He listened when she spoke, and he looked thoughtful. It was obvious that Luce had stayed longer in this office than he had. She was no newbie, that was for sure.

"Uh. I don't really know what the exact requirements are for officials, but I've known a lot of officials from my many years of travel. I could probably owl one of them, too," he said, thoughtful. "Or, I could give you his address and you could owl him, sir?" he asked, directing his question to Ian.

"Why thank you! I'm probably going to slip into the habit of calling you Cris or something like that so I hope you don't mind." Luce had a cup of coffee so she took a sip of it and set it back down on a desk. "Just...don't ever call me Lucy and we'll be fine. The person who worked here before you came called me Lucy on his first day and needless to say, he never called me Lucy again after what I did." Winking, Luce turned her attention back to her boss and smiled innocently. Ian knew what happened to that man when he called her Lucy but she didn't want to scare the new kid too much.

Harmonizer · 02-23-2008, 11:41 PM

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Originally Posted by dracocutie89

"Why thank you! I'm probably going to slip into the habit of calling you Cris or something like that so I hope you don't mind." Luce had a cup of coffee so she took a sip of it and set it back down on a desk. "Just...don't ever call me Lucy and we'll be fine. The person who worked here before you came called me Lucy on his first day and needless to say, he never called me Lucy again after what I did." Winking, Luce turned her attention back to her boss and smiled innocently. Ian knew what happened to that man when he called her Lucy but she didn't want to scare the new kid too much.

"Eh, I prefer being called Cris anyway. Cristoph just sounds too formal," he said with a shrug. "I don't mind at all." He leaned on a neabry desk and folded his arms, listening as she continued her story. He raised his eyebrow in wonder. "...I see. Luce still sounds better, and easier to pronounce. At least I don't have to utter the 'y' in Lucy anymore." He grinned. He looked towards Ian, then back at Luce, and realized Ian must've known what happened to that one who worked before him. He didn't want to end up like that guy, whoever he was, and what ever happened to him.

cake.ninjak · 02-24-2008, 09:17 AM

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Originally Posted by Dracos_Lady

Shylo paused as someone else slipped into the Department. She smiled weakly at Lucrecia, and returned the greeting. "Morning Luce." She said quietly, politely. She watched the woman hurry into her cubicle, before turning back to Mr Ashby.

Shylo spluttered. Oh no. Now he thought she didn't like the other people in the department. She liked them very much! She was just a bit intimidated by them. They were all wonderful Quidditch players, and they were all excellent at talking to the Daily Prophet and such. She was an excellent player, but got nervous talking to anyone.

However, as Mr Ashby...er...Ian mentioned planning a match, a grin spread across Shylo's face. "Oh, super!" She exclaimed.

Shylo smiled at the new man. Honestly, it was his first day and he was already looking more at home than she was. She sighed. Would she ever pluck up the courage to do anything spontanious? She chuckled slightly as Ian mentioned the Tutshill-Ballycastle match. That referee practically named Tutshill the winners before the match had even started.

"Which ground will the Appleby match be on?" She asked. "Appleby, or Kenmare?"

"Excellent question, dearest Shylo!" Ian said, clapping his hands together. "I'm thinking that, since their last meeting was on Appleby's pitch, we'll be sending them to Kenmare's stadium this time. It's only fair." He smiled, glad he had such responsible employees in his division.

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Cristoph felt right at home with these people. Work and home didn't seem so far away after all. Then again, that was what you often thought when you loved your job.

He nodded at Ian's acknowledgement. He seemed to be nodding a lot at that time. When he was commended on his grip, he chuckled a bit. "Ha... Well, thank you sir," he told him, tilting his head. "You can most definitely count on me. I've got years of experience," he added confidently. He didn't know if 7 years of travelling and exploring Quidditch counted as experience, but that's what he thought of it.

Cris took a few mental notes as Ashby continued to speak. There was obviously a lot to learn from this man. "Goodness. Some people just don't know their limitations," he commented.

When the man smirked and sort of warned them (well, more of him, since he was new and all), he nodded in understanding. "Yes sir," he muttered.

The other woman whom he was working with greeted him as well. He smiled at her. "Thanks. And Lucrecia's a pretty interesting name as well. But Luce is definitely easier to remember... and pronounce," he said. He listened when she spoke, and he looked thoughtful. It was obvious that Luce had stayed longer in this office than he had. She was no newbie, that was for sure.

"Uh. I don't really know what the exact requirements are for officials, but I've known a lot of officials from my many years of travel. I could probably owl one of them, too," he said, thoughtful. "Or, I could give you his address and you could owl him, sir?" he asked, directing his question to Ian.

Ian was ecstatic! "Oh, that's excellent! I'm glad we have someone who knows the sport without actually having played professionally before." This was good. He clapped his hands in approval to emphasize his feelings, too.

"You're quite right there, Cris. I'm glad you understand." He nodded seriously (even though he was chuckling on the inside).

"Well, first day on the job and you're already an all-star! Quite a good addition to the team, methinks." He nodded and smiled widely, his eyes squishing, revealing his crow's feet and graceful wrinkles.

"How's about you owl him? I like my employees to establish ties outside the Ministry. I think it's very important for business."

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Originally Posted by dracocutie89

"I sure can owl him. I believe he told me he was from the Los Angeles area so I'll get on that." Luce could imagine the owl she'd be sending to Taylon. He would be a very good choice for an unbiased Quidditch official since he was American and all that but it would be interesting to see if he would actually do it.

"Why thank you! I'm probably going to slip into the habit of calling you Cris or something like that so I hope you don't mind." Luce had a cup of coffee so she took a sip of it and set it back down on a desk. "Just...don't ever call me Lucy and we'll be fine. The person who worked here before you came called me Lucy on his first day and needless to say, he never called me Lucy again after what I did." Winking, Luce turned her attention back to her boss and smiled innocently. Ian knew what happened to that man when he called her Lucy but she didn't want to scare the new kid too much.

"Excellent!" Ian clapped excitedly. "Great work, Luce."

And then she went on about how she had...reminded...another previous employee NOT to call her Lucy. "Now, now, Luce, let's not scare the newbie TOO much. We want to keep him for at least a week." He chuckled again. Oh, how he loved his employees. They always joked with each other, and he loved that. The office was a place for work, sure, but Ian was a firm believer in making work fun.

confusion.girl · 02-24-2008, 12:12 PM

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Originally Posted by cake.ninjak

"Excellent question, dearest Shylo!" Ian said, clapping his hands together. "I'm thinking that, since their last meeting was on Appleby's pitch, we'll be sending them to Kenmare's stadium this time. It's only fair." He smiled, glad he had such responsible employees in his division.

Shylo nodded, and her Quick Quotes Quill skimmed over the paper, scribbling down Ian's words, so that she could refer to them later. She beamed at the newbie, her eyes twinkled briefly. Afterall, she couldn't show him that she was shy. She had to look professional.

"So, Chris." She asked, slightly timidly. "Where did you work before here?" As she asked this, Shylo scribbled a note to the Kenmare's captain, requesting that they use their ground. She attacked it to the tawney owl's leg, and it flew off.

Si · 02-24-2008, 06:51 PM

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Originally Posted by cake.ninjak

"Excellent!" Ian clapped excitedly. "Great work, Luce."

And then she went on about how she had...reminded...another previous employee NOT to call her Lucy. "Now, now, Luce, let's not scare the newbie TOO much. We want to keep him for at least a week." He chuckled again. Oh, how he loved his employees. They always joked with each other, and he loved that. The office was a place for work, sure, but Ian was a firm believer in making work fun.

"Why thank you sir." Luce scribbled a letter to Taylon on a piece of parchment and tied it to the leg of an owl to send off. Before the owl left, Luce decided to make a statement that would help it find the man better. "He's going to be the only man in Los Angeles wearing a top hat and he's not on a movie set." Luce watched the owl fly off then directed her attention back to Ian. "A week? I think that's a fairly optimistic time considering how much 'fun' we can have around here. Speaking of which when are we having our next get together to celebrate stuff?" Fun which included small parties after work of course.

cake.ninjak · 02-25-2008, 07:42 AM

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Originally Posted by Dracos_Lady

Shylo nodded, and her Quick Quotes Quill skimmed over the paper, scribbling down Ian's words, so that she could refer to them later. She beamed at the newbie, her eyes twinkled briefly. Afterall, she couldn't show him that she was shy. She had to look professional.

"So, Chris." She asked, slightly timidly. "Where did you work before here?" As she asked this, Shylo scribbled a note to the Kenmare's captain, requesting that they use their ground. She attacked it to the tawney owl's leg, and it flew off.

Ian smiled. His employees were so diligent. "Great work, Shylo," he said, smiling. "We should probably hear back from their captain by tomorrow at the latest." He nodded his approval.

Ashby turned to Cris and said, "Oh yes! Do tell us about yourself."

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Originally Posted by dracocutie89

"Why thank you sir." Luce scribbled a letter to Taylon on a piece of parchment and tied it to the leg of an owl to send off. Before the owl left, Luce decided to make a statement that would help it find the man better. "He's going to be the only man in Los Angeles wearing a top hat and he's not on a movie set." Luce watched the owl fly off then directed her attention back to Ian. "A week? I think that's a fairly optimistic time considering how much 'fun' we can have around here. Speaking of which when are we having our next get together to celebrate stuff?" Fun which included small parties after work of course.

Ian chuckled as Luce gave more detailed instructions to the owl. "Those are....interesting directions," he said with a slight sound of a smirk in his voice.

"I think a week is pretty generous. If we don't like him, we'll send him to the Centaur liaison division." He chuckled at his own joke, regardless of whether he had stolen it from Theo or not.

"Luce, you're quite the party-animal, aren't you? I'm thinking the next one will be once we get this next game all planned and underway. You know what? I'm taking you all to the game - my treat. I'll get us one of those nice boxes. Prime seating." Ian was always so good to his employees.

Harmonizer · 02-25-2008, 10:19 AM

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Originally Posted by cake.ninjak

Ian was ecstatic! "Oh, that's excellent! I'm glad we have someone who knows the sport without actually having played professionally before." This was good. He clapped his hands in approval to emphasize his feelings, too.

"You're quite right there, Cris. I'm glad you understand." He nodded seriously (even though he was chuckling on the inside).

"Well, first day on the job and you're already an all-star! Quite a good addition to the team, methinks." He nodded and smiled widely, his eyes squishing, revealing his crow's feet and graceful wrinkles.

"How's about you owl him? I like my employees to establish ties outside the Ministry. I think it's very important for business."

Cris couldn't help but chuckle. He was glad he'd made a good impression on Ian. Better make it last. "Ha. Well... I didn't spend my 7 years roaming the world for nothing," he said with a modest shrug.

When Ashby commented on him being an all-star, he gave another shrug. "Aww. Stop it, Ian. You're gonna make me blush," he said jokingly. He then nodded at the instruction to owl the person, and took out a piece of parchment from a nearby drawer. He scrawled a brief note on it quickly. No need for formalities. He knew the man well enough to send him a friendly letter. "Send it to Charles." And that was all he needed to tell the owl before it flew out of the window.

"So... how is everything supposed to work around here, exactly?" he asked casually.

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"Why thank you sir." Luce scribbled a letter to Taylon on a piece of parchment and tied it to the leg of an owl to send off. Before the owl left, Luce decided to make a statement that would help it find the man better. "He's going to be the only man in Los Angeles wearing a top hat and he's not on a movie set." Luce watched the owl fly off then directed her attention back to Ian. "A week? I think that's a fairly optimistic time considering how much 'fun' we can have around here. Speaking of which when are we having our next get together to celebrate stuff?" Fun which included small parties after work of course.

Cris watched Luce as she sent her letter off to that Taylon guy. He even gave a quiet chuckle to her description of the recepient of the letter. He folded his arms when she commented on a week being 'fairly optimistic', still watching her and Ian closely. "Don't worry. I'm sure I can handle whatever you have for me," he said confidently. "Work-related or otherwise."

He gave a smirk. A respectful smirk, though.

Si · 02-26-2008, 12:20 AM

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Originally Posted by cake.ninjak

Ian chuckled as Luce gave more detailed instructions to the owl. "Those are....interesting directions," he said with a slight sound of a smirk in his voice.

"I think a week is pretty generous. If we don't like him, we'll send him to the Centaur liaison division." He chuckled at his own joke, regardless of whether he had stolen it from Theo or not.

"Luce, you're quite the party-animal, aren't you? I'm thinking the next one will be once we get this next game all planned and underway. You know what? I'm taking you all to the game - my treat. I'll get us one of those nice boxes. Prime seating." Ian was always so good to his employees.

"Well the owl needs to know which person in a top hat in that godforsaken city is Taylon so therefore the directions were needed!" Luce flipped her hair back and examined her nails for a moment. "He wouldn't last in the Centaur division Ian! Send the poor boy over to the Obliviators if he doesn't last here. Judging by what I"m seeing right now, he'll survive here." Luce examined Cris and nodded to herself. Yes the boy would definitely last in this department. "Ian if I remember correctly you were the one who suggested that we have a party every time something good happens when I was first hired so that would make you the party animal. I'm just keeping to tradition. Not that I mind it at all. I'll have fun at the game too of course. Prime seating sounds the best of course." Luce sipped her coffee and looked over at Cris. "Or otherwise Cris? We'll see how well you hold up at our next party."

Krissy Moon · 02-26-2008, 08:26 AM

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Ian was about to continue with his morning briefing when he heard a rustling a cubicle or two away. It was then that he realized it was Heath. "Oye! Heath, come join us! We'd love for you to grace us with your presence. We've got some important stuff to cover, too."

He motioned his hand for Heath to come join the crowd. "Did you hear all the tasks for the day?"

Heath had indeed heard all that was on their plate for the day. He stood at the back of the group feeling a bit shy but listening to every word that was exchanged, and taking notes. He was eager to get started on the paperwork in his cubicle. On the Quidditch pitch he was full of life and excitement, but today he felt like a lost little boy. That Cris fellow had quite the charisma, it would do Heath a great favor to take a page out of his book.

Harmonizer · 02-28-2008, 03:34 AM

Cris watched with amusement as Ian and Luce talked about the party, and about sending him to the Centaur division. Centaurs scared him a bit, but not entirely terrified. They fascinated him... sort of. "Fear not, Luce. I'm sure I'm going to last in this office for years to come," he told them. "You're not gonna get rid of me that easily."

When his other co-worker, Heath, apeared, he gave him a grin and waved at him. "Hey," he greeted him simply, then overheard Luce talking about aparty again. He smiled. "Parties? I love parties! Especially those Victory Parties the Quidditch Teams have held," he gushed. Ugh. He sounded like a girl. And yet, he was proud that he was able to at least experience a couple of parties with those Quiddtich Players.

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