Floos & Visitor's Entrance
 

This is where the Ministry's employees and visitors floo, apparate, or arrive via the telephone booth into the Ministry. Please move along quickly so you don't get run over in the rush!

Padme came spinning out of the bright green flames and was ready for her first day at the Ministry. Taking a deep breath, she headed towards the lift in the Atrium to go to her level of work.

With a crack, Amelia appeared in the entrance way of a splendid hall, full of busy people hurrying to get to their offices. Amelia turned around looking for some sign of where to go and noticed the lift and began walking over to it, her heels sounding on the fine dark wooden floor. Wearing a black pencil skirt, red blouse and carrying a sleek black brief case, she knew she looked ready for business, what ever came her way.

"This is certainly different to the Ministry in Italy," she thought to herself, looking around as she walked, flicking her long blonde ponytail over her shoulder as she moved her head. Feeling quite excited to be starting her new job and quite proud to be here, Amelia made her way to her office to start her first day at the Magical Law Enforcement Squad.

ooc. Forgot to post here first before going to my department, sorry.

Anita stepped out of the fireplace, dusting off her shirt. She wasn't really a fan of Floo Powder.

"I just washed my hair this morning," she said to herself angrily.

She looked at her watch and ran for the lifts.

Corvus appeared in a flash of green flames, she quickley stepped out of the fire place and made her way into the crowd. She made her way over to a bench, and spotted a vendor handing out issues of the daily prophet, Corvus got up and walked over, picked one up and sat backdown. She opened it up and started to read.

Hannah apparated into the Atrium with the faintest "pop". She had slept with at her parents' place last night, and they weren't very fond of the floo, they thought it was much more "fascinating" to disappear into thin air. "Oh how I love my muggle parents!" She thought as she hurried to get to the lifts. It was her first day, how excited she was!

Emma stepped out of the bright green flames and rapidly took a few steps out of way. She knew people came and went quickly through the Floo and didn't want to be trampled by the next traveler. Turning her head, this way and that, she finally saw what she came for. She walked quickly toward the security desk to have wand checked in.

Leaving from her cottage Jocelyn arrived to the Ministry by floo. As the bright green flames ripened down to her feet and her head began to loss the spinning feeling that was once over controlling. Smiling brightly she stepped out of the fireplace and waved her wand whispering a spell to remove the tarnish from her clothing that was received from the travel. It was only her second day at her new job, yet today she entered the Ministry with none of the feelings she had just a day earlier. Thinking of that fact, I have James to thank- she thought. Thoughts continued to run through her mind as Jocelyn walked through the Atrium to the lifts.

James hadn't been in a secure enough enviroment to apparate so much to his own dislike he had to floo in. Grumbling he ducked out of the fireplace used a quick charm to clean the ash from his clothes. As he headed for the lifts.

Doyle arrived at the Ministry from Hogwarts with the Slytherin prefect clutching onto his arm like a life line. "You can let go now," Doyle said.

"Do... Do I Have to..." But she let go.

Her jaw dropped. She was in the Ministry of Magic... Fightened as she was, she was in awe of the place. She took in the architecture, the vast beauty of it. But she realized she was on a mission. "So... where do we go from here Prof- Official Branxton?"

"The lifts are this way. We are going to get off on the third floor and hopefully someone there can figure out what has been done to us," Doyle replied as he strode toward the lifts.

ooc: and this scene moves once again... the lifts this time.

Liam used the floo powere to get into work today he had lot's off paperwork in his hand what he had taken home to finish off.

As she stepped out of the lifts her thoughts went to her journey back to Hogwarts.

"We... we won't be traveling by... broom... will we?" she asked.

Cassandra nodded as she followed her to floos, thankful that was the way they were going to travel. "I would be hurt as well, please understand I meant no malice... but from what I understand, my task is to assist the professor in earning your forgiveness? For himself as well as for me?" She asked cautiously.

"Got it... Jewelry..." she said looking at the fireplace.

She could do this... She could meet him in his office... no wand, of course... and she would go over... catalogs... to help him. She wasn't going to set foot out of the school again! The ministry was scary...

Doyle came down the lifts and hurried to the apparition point. He needed to be home with his girls. He felt positively awful after the memory charms and then dealing with Coop. He thought he remembered something about needing to take it easy but, he was still having trouble trying to keep the events of the day in order and making sense. It didn't matter. He could apparate in his sleep and practically did so....

Zoey apparate in front of one of the fireplaces. She was so excited, it was her first day at work. She looked around and show bunches of people hurrying around. She grabbed a daily prophet from the boy who was selling them and hurried off to the lifts.

Moiser used the floo powder net work to get home.

Delilah Carter rushed past a group of children, in quite a hurry to get to Level Six. She'd received a slightly urgent memo a few hours ago about a roach egg infestation. Now, she was headed off to speak to Micah Nettings, the Department of Transportation employee who had discovered and rid his level of roaches.

The Maintenance and Security Department Head was so preoccupied with other thoughts that she didn't realize that the children she'd passed by looked lost and... well, like muggles.

The three siblings strolled around the Visitor's entrance, utterly stunned and confused. Wandering towards the Atrium, the two elder children continued to bicker about where they were located, whereas Annabelle contined to make a grab at passerbys' robes annd such. They left the Visitor's entrance with a clatter as they proceeded to almost stumble into one of those 'strange, marble fireplaces with the green flames'.

A flash of green light in the flames of the fireplace and Cassandra stepped out into the ministry floo network. She dusted herself off and she moved out of the way of the busy people...

She took a look at the ministry issued pamphlet and scanned it quickly. "Check in... blah blah blah... Magical Security Desk... blah blah blah... Level Six..." She looked around for the Magical Security Desk and, spotting it, she went to it...

"If I was with Branxton I wouldn't have to check in..." she said to herself...

Catlin came spinning into the atrium thought one of the fireplaces it was her first day at work in the Relocation of House elfs office and she was already late, she straightened herself up and ran in the direction od the lifts

Within seconds of arriving, I throw down the powder while shouting.
"Magical Menagerie." Hoping that I'd get there in time.

a couple hours later

I once again arrive and head over to the lifts.
Jude, you're gonna get a talking...

Oya entered the ministry! She looked around! 'Lots of busy people around here' she thought.'
She was here to apply for a job! She had just finished school and it was time for the real world!

James adjusted his robes as the telephone booth lowered itself into the mass of wizards, witches, goblins, and other creatures bustling around in the entrance to the Atrium. It was this sight that always sent goosebumps up his arms. Rubbing them away, he stepped out of the booth.

How that thing doesn't crush someone, I'll never know., he thought.
He filled through the mass to the inner Atrium.

Annamaria's feet thumped onto the floor of the floo, and she sneezed as some of the dust flew up in her face. Sneezing again, she stepped out of the floo entrance, shaking her red hair out a bit and dusting herself off a bit. She then made her way over to the lifts, her dark green robes trailing just slightly behind her as she walked.

Jessica enters the booth and tries to vanish the rust on the windows, but it doesn't move. After many feeble moves, she gives up and moves to the floor. At least that wasn't as hard as the windows. She goes of to the supply closet to get something a bit stronger to get rid of the rust. 15 minutes laterJessica walks back in and tries to vanish it again, and it worked. Oh, great, why didn't I think of this before, she thought

Egypt quickly got off the lifts from level 10. This was a complete disaster and embarrassment to the British Ministry. She strode over to the visitors telephone box and disconnected it and locked the door. She then went over to the fireplaces and pressed a button that closed all the flutes. Everything was locked up on her end. She needed to get up to transportation.


Egypt went back and opened up the fireplaces to the Ministry workers. They needed to get back and forth to work after all.

Herminny is such a clutz, she to the manges to use floo network to the ministry but she uses too muc floo powder which blows up in her face tat covers her from ead to toe as se takes off for the ministry, when se arrives she wises se could dissapear, ow embarassing for her first working in the Miss-USe of Muggle Artifacts Department covered in soot.

As the green flames die down, Cordelia steps from the fireplace. She walks confidently towards the lifts waiting to take her to the correct level. Today is her first day on the job and she is ready to embark on what she hopes is an exciting career as an Unspeakable.

Careful to dust down any dust from his ebony robes, Alexandre Banlui took hesitant steps out of the fireplace, having just used the Floo system. Never his preferred way to travel, he struggled to mask the disgust as his hands swept over the dark material with practiced ease.

His gaze scanned the room warily; his first visit to the British Ministry was not under pleasant circumstances in any case, and his only wish was that this would be quick, easy. An in-and-out job, nothing more. All hopes were diminished when he noted the "welcoming party" for his fellow Auror and himself. Coming to a stop just a few steps from the two Britons, he greeted all three with a curt nod.

In-and-out. That was all Banlui wanted.

Jessica walked into the Floo and Visitor's entrance and started cleaning the place up a bit.She started with the brooming and dusting first and then went onto the scrubbing after. Two hours later, finally pleased with her job, she goes back out again.

Evaline rushed out of the elevators and hurried straight over to the floo network entrances to the Ministry of Magic. She was a little bit behind and said "Sorry," as she skidded to a halt next to Regan and Syd.

From the looks of it both Auors had just gotten there and did not seem to please. "Hello," she greeted to the two of them with a smile and noticed one seem to have his nose stuck up in the air already. She was not fond of judgmental people.

She heard the other French Auror ask where they were going to discuss this and she thought it was her office so she piped up. "I believe we were going to meet on my Level." she responded.

Reagan extended her hand to both of the visiting French aurors and introduced herself, "My name is Reagan Taylor. I'm Senior Undersecretary to the Minister of Magic. It is very nice to meet you both. I only wish we could have done so under more pleasant pretenses." Reagan frowned ever so slightly before gesturing to Syd and introducing him, "This gentleman is Syd Wordsmith, Head of Magical Law Enforcement."

Reagan heard Evaline arriving abruptly beside her and introduced her as well, "This here is Ms. Evaline Bass, Head of International Magical Cooperation. And she is correct in saying that we will be using the Conference Room in her Department to discuss this matter. Won't you let us escort you to the lifts?"

Ah - it seemed the newest addition to the group meant they would be moving things along. Banlui forced a smile at the newcomer in response to her greeting as the introductions were held. A man of few words, spoken only when absoloutely necessary, he allowed Moreau to take the liberty of introducing him as he shook the hands of the Ministry Officials. He kept his gaze firm and steady as he examined the British who stood in front of him.

They seemed a responsible lot, in Banlui's opinion . . . so he wasn't clear on exactly how they'd let the nature of the visit come about. Keeping his unsettling conclusions to himself, he tuned in again as Taylor spoke about which room.

His expression darkened somewhat at the mention of the culprit. 'It sounds like a reasonable plan,' he said, breaking his silence. 'Whatever is easiest for you will work, so long as we can take it.' He spat the word out dispassionately, not thinking that the culprit was worth any respectable title or name. His short-temper was, once again, getting the better of him and he reigned it in before it got out-of-hand. With a glance at Moreau, he lapsed back into his silence once more.

It would be easiest, he reasoned, to just get this over and done with with as little fuss as was possible. And letting his temper about what this thing had done would not help matters one bit. All Banlui could do now was pray that this would be quick from hereon in.

"Right. This way then," he said as he tried not to focus on the French guy's weirdo smile.

He motioned with his hand and walked toward the lifts, whistling. These French guys needed to lighten up a bit. Sure it was a murder, but hadn't they dealt with hundreds of these by now?

(OOC: One of the Aurors has posted in the Detention Center so go ahead and post there.)

Just minutes now ... Banlui could feel the relief surging through his veins that he was almost free of the English Ministry as he reached the fireplaces, trying his best to mask his disgust once more. Noting how Jean Claude had already left - his presence was somewhat absent - he merely cast one glance around the atrium. Joy of joys.

Seizing himself a handful of Floo powder, he entered the fireplace. 'French Ministry of Magic,' he said clearly before letting the powder drop from his hands. With the oh-so-familiar flames, he was gone.

Arcius flew from the fireplace and landed about a foot away from it. Why whenever he used the Floo Network was his landing never right? He lifted himself up, muttering under his breath about how someone should really get that fixed because it wasn't his fault, and brushing dust from his jet black robes. He ran a hand through his hair, ensuring it was still in place. It was his first day in the Ministry and he thought it best to make a good impression, or at least that's what his father said. He strode towards the Atrium, the small heels on his boots clicking at he walked.

The bright green flames died down & Edilson walked out of MoM's Floo Network Fireplace, brushing off dust from his black expensive robe. He had been to the Ministry as a visitor before but arriving as an employee was a whole different experience. Clearing his throat, Edi slipped his hands in his pockets & walked over to the lifts, grinning broadly the whole time. He ran his hand through his perfectly styled brown hair & waited for the lifts to open.

Connor Renaudo was delighted, but at the same time very nervous. This is because it was his first day at the Ministry, in the Department of Mysteries. Renaudo stood in his fireplace, and using Floo Powder, he was soon brushing soot off his new robes. He looked around, and realised he was standing in the Atrium. The first person he saw was a man with his hands in his pockets, and walking up to him..

"Excuse me, but could tell me which floor the Department of Mysteries is on?"

Well, Connor was hoping for something a little nicer, but it didn't bother him too much. And he made his way to level 9.

The fireplace roared with green flamesand then died down and out stumbled Jenkins. He siphoned the dirt off his clothing with his wand. Traveling by floo was always so dirty, he couldn't say he liked it much. Almost as weird a sensation as apparation. He siphoned off the last of the dirt and tried to tidy his hair as he made his way to level five.

With a slight pop Nymphadora appeared. She had apparated into the MoM and set off to the lifts.Level Three was her destination!!

Green flames shone from the nearest floo as Chris walked out. Chris then wondered what lift he would have to take to get to his level as it was only his second day on the job. He finally found what he wanted and headed for the lifts that would take him to level eight.

"Yes, of course." Ronan replied breathlessly as he caught up to the young woman. He had half a mind to wrap an arm around her waist again, but did not wish to upset Pandora more than he already had that afternoon.

"After you then darling." he added in little more than a whisper leading out his arm for Pandora to lead the way to the outside street where the Knight Bus could be hailed to take them back to Nevern.

There was an uncomfortable tension between the pair as the lift began to raise from the ground. Ronan wanted to put his arms around Pandora, but with her sudden icy exterior, he believed that to be a poor choice to make.