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Taking Back Kirstie · 06-29-2007, 07:53 AM

Located off the Elevator Lobby, the Cafeteria is a large room with numerous round tables,lots of comfy chairs, large (albeit fake) windows and constant background noise. On the left wall of the Cafeteria is a counter selling fresh sandwiches and salads, while a range of hot and cold beverages (and junk food) is available from the table-top vending machine.

The table top vending machines work using a table-mounted menu of items. You touch the item you want on the list, then watch your head! as your selected item descends from the ceiling. The cans of Pumpkin Juice can be particularly painful if one hits you on the head.

A team of busboys (and girls, and possibly some House Elves) will clear your plates as soon as you are done.

starlightangel · 07-16-2007, 09:46 PM

Russo was staring at his coffee. It wasn't that amazingly interesting, just. It was coffee. He shrugged absently, not really realising he was doing it Russo smiled to himself, flicking his shoulder length brown hair back from out of his deep blue eyes again. He still couldn't get Genevieve out of his head, it was getting to the point where he was seriously considering marking part of his head out with a pen, and writing the word, 'GENEVIEVE' across it, reserving a space for her.

Realising, finally, that his coffee was nearly empty, Russo rose to re-fill it. Not really paying attention - that involved effort, and Russo was lazy in some cases, he managed to trip over a girl sprawled on the floor. His six foot three frame ended up in a heap on the floor, and the remaining dregs of coffee in Russo's lap. He swallowed, then looked down. Oh. So that's why his legs were hurting.

thesutherlande · 07-16-2007, 10:08 PM

Lola had managed to heave herself half-way up the wall - no thanks to anyone here, she might add - , into a rather curious doubled-over position, when the giant idiot came tumbling upon her. As though in slow motion, she grabbed at the stubborn wall for stability, wide-eyed, but, failing, fell back to the floor.

"Oh, F- lobberworm!" she growled.

Sticky coffee dregs stuck to the right side of her face like pregnant leeches and she turned her attention to the lumpy beast that had caused this painful aching in her left buttock. He was staring absent-mindedly at his crotch... Dear Lord, Lola thought and was beginning to think that this job would not be as wonderful a new start as she thought it might.

starlightangel · 07-16-2007, 10:28 PM

Russo was biting his lip. The pain was excrutiating. Not to mention the fact that he wasn't too sure if he could bear to move right now. He grunted, and flipped his hair back once more. (Couldn't forget that now.) Moving his arm to attempt to get himself into a standing position, Russo had forgotten that there was still a slight amount of coffee in the glass, and this. This found it's way onto Russo's crotch.

He gasped. Let out a rather feminine scream. Then leapt to his feet.

He didn't know what to do as he bounced up he ended up jogging on the spot as he fumbled about for his wand, gasping with pain. Finally, without caring that he was thirty years old, and had a department under his wing, Russo ran around in circles, his hands in his pockets looking for that blasted wand as he noticed the girl on the floor.

"Hi!" He yelped, "I'm Russo," He explained, feeling it was only polite to explain who he was.

thesutherlande · 07-16-2007, 10:42 PM

Lola raised an incredulous brow as this giant child hopped about, scrambling for his wand as though he had not drawn a breath in a decade and it would be that to allow him to do so. Then she remembered she was still a heap on the floor. She tore at the clasp usually found at her neck but was now sneaking up to her ear and, missing several times, threw it apart and reached for her wand.

"[Some spell or other!]", aiming at Russo's crotch. And in a second the sticky, brown stain disappeared.

Rearranging her mess of curls, Lola tucked her wand inside her jeans pocket and threw a rogue lock behind her right ear, only to draw attention to larger curious-looking coffee dregs high on her cheekbone. Holding out her hand, not sure whether to laugh or run away, she introduced herself.

"Russo? I'm Lola..."

Lola's accent was an interesting yet almost unidentifiable one.
She trailed off, remaining bemused at the man-child dancing and screaming. Maybe it was a way of saying hello in the ministry...

starlightangel · 07-16-2007, 11:00 PM

Russo pulled his wand out of a pocket he didn't know existed and stood there brandashing it. Although, about to clean himself up, he realised that that his trousers were dry, and the girl in some strange, twisted, non yoga approved position on the floor was pointing her wand between his legs. He gulped, and leapt to the side, staring at her with a strange expression. It was as though he'd just removed his entire wand from his left nostril, and didn't know why.

"Yeah...yeah, I'm Russo Levinstle," He finished, now there was a little more sense in his one track, mostly occupied by that stunning girl Genevieve, muggle object mind. "Um, nice to meet you Lola," he grinned, unsure if writing 'Russo Waz 'ere' in the coffee dregs upon her cheek would be a rude thing to do. He stayed away from it however and cleaned her up politely.

the_surgeon_of_tar · 07-17-2007, 12:41 PM

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Originally Posted by mathi

Gerald patted on his shoulder with a mischievous smile.
"Bwahaha...You mean ..you dont know much about Ladies apparels. Ok then. Same here..i've learnt something of their fashions from my sister. But I'm a avid follower of today's fashion and trend through all kind of Wizarding and muggle media. If I were a minister i would change the fashion trend to the whole wizarding world" he said but unsure what could be in his mind.

Esh smiled to himself. He remembered what Mia had said before.
"Well, on that sense, I have to agree with my girlfriend - she says I'd be blessed if I developed a proper dressing sense."
He laughed.
"It's not that I'm bad or anything, it's just that sometimes I make wrong choices", Esh said and winked.

thesutherlande · 07-17-2007, 08:56 PM

Lola watched, both bemused and entertained, as Russo searched haphazardly for his wand before yelping once more and leaping away from her wand as though it might emit tea rather than coffee (for he did very much give-off a strong coffee scent) - heavens forbid! Lola herself did not care much for coffee. All the same, the man seemed friendly enough and she smiled in return as he introduced himself.

"And you," she curled her lip, meaning to smile but finding it hard to suppress her look of astonishment at the same time.

As the man-child cleaned her up, her eyes searched from side to side, awkwardly, first at the mess they had left to her left and then to the house-elf on her right that curse, "stupid, clumsy creatures". After all, she was a whole twenty-three years old and could clean herself up, thank you very much.

She waited until he had finished and then, having stared at him unnaturally for a several long and painful seconds grabbed clumsily for her cloak, which remained sprawled across the floor.

starlightangel · 07-17-2007, 09:29 PM

For some...strange...strange reason, Russo was over come with an urge to just...pet Lola on the head. Not for any other reason than it would be funny, but she did look rather animalistic on the floor down there. He sniffed himself, and suddenly realised he smelt like a coffee factory. He made a coughing sound with his throat, and cast a perfuming spell over himself, looking shiftily around in case someone noticed he was cleaning himself up...again.

He stared at the house elf as he grumbled moodily, and watched as he walked away, hearing as Lola fumbled with her cloak. "So...how old are you?" Russo asked conversationally, he had just tripped over her after all.

thesutherlande · 07-17-2007, 09:49 PM

As Lola finally found herself (tucking her now very dusty and coffee-covered cloak into her work satchel) she brushed loose strands of messy dark hair from her eyes, looking skywards and frowned so that she looked the spitting image of a grindylow whose face had been caught in the wind. She felt very hot after all of the commotion (quite justified, too, having just been squeezed half to death by a giant (not that she was much shorter than him herself). Her cheeks flushed a peculiar puce colour as she nervously fondled the button of her jeans. After all, she hadn't yet any friends in the Ministry and found this quite an unusual way to do so.

"Twenty-three" she answered a bit too suddenly as answering a teacher.

May as well have asked me what colour underwear I'm wearing!, Lola thought to herself, having grown up with a very stiff grandmother who would never hand-out her age (especially to common strangers) and if she did, claimed to be a very unconvincing thirty-eight.

[FONT="Franklin Gothic Medium"][COLOR="Green"]Lola did not do herself any favours in impressing upon Russo her intelligence, being unable to think of any more to say and remaining rooted to the spot, dumbstruck. Surreptitiously she reached for her throbbing buttock, hoping he would not notice...

Leeness · 07-18-2007, 12:24 AM

Jamie-Lee walzted into the cafeteria. What a boring, dull, blank, plain, eventless day. She flopped herself on a nearby chair and looked down a menu that was on the table. "I will have the burger and chips," she said boredly. A few moments later her burger and chips had appeared right before her eyes on her plate. "What, no salt?" She said annoyed. The salt appeared straight after these words, "Thank youuu." She rolled her eyes and drowned her chips in the white grains. "Mmmmmm."

Mad Eye Touz · 07-18-2007, 12:29 AM

"Jamie-Leeeeee," Clara called, after ordering a large mocha coffee. "Hello, love. How are you doing today? Well, I suppose? Keeping busy? What's the gossip doll?" Clara smiled brightly at her as she took a napkin to wipe down her seat. She didn't want salt or ketchup or anything else to ruin her suit. Clara sat down, her notebook open on the table and smiled at Jamie-Lee Crawford as if she were the most interesting witch Clara had ever met.

Leeness · 07-18-2007, 12:37 AM

Jamie-Lee was looking most unattractive with her mouth filled with her burger when the Minister's fancy bird popped out of nowhere for the second time in the past few days. She swallowed her food and watched as the well dressed woman proceeded to clean the seat as if it were ridden with germs ready to make contact with her backside.

She gave her a sickly smile and said, "There is no gossip. At least not for the prophet's ears," Jamie-Lee said harshly, "Whats the gossip with you?" She imitated the sweet, plastic tone Miss Clara Belle had a tendancy of using.

Mad Eye Touz · 07-18-2007, 12:41 AM

"Oh honey. Not everything I find out ends up in the Prophet. Only the things worth writing about," Clara waved her off, laughing as if nothing Jamie-Lee could ever know would be worth writing about. "How do you know Doyle Branxton?" Clara asked, sipping her mocha. She winked encouragingly at her over her cup.

PharaohMan18 · 07-18-2007, 12:49 AM

Yusuke, passing by a table heard his bosses name said by a somewhat energetic woman.

"Branxton..." he murmured, pausing a bit to try to see who this woman was.

Leeness · 07-18-2007, 12:54 AM

Jamie-Lee's mouth dropped open. Cheeky.... "Branxton? Well we do work together. Maybe in different departments but the Ministry in itself it a department all of its own. And why do you care?" She asked whilst shovelling chips in her mouth. She never realised how hungry she was.

hpfan4eva · 07-18-2007, 01:04 AM

Rider entered the cafeteria, and looked around. He hadnt made many firends yet at the ministry, it was his first day. He sat down at a table, and ran ahand through his beautiful black hair. He was handsome, but was very modest. He got somehting to eat and drink.

Mad Eye Touz · 07-18-2007, 01:14 AM

"Branxton...," Clara mimicked Yusuke as he passed by. "Yes? Do you have something to say, doll?" She held up a finger for Jamie-Lee to hold on.

PharaohMan18 · 07-18-2007, 01:14 AM

"Oh nothing. He's just my boss is all," he said to the woman who had turned to him.

Yusuke turned from the woman who spoke of Branxton. He shrugged and continued on in search of a table. He wasn't sure if she wanted something...but he knew she'd probably follow him.

He saw a man sitting alone and smiled. The man seemed to be fixing his hair so Yusuke waited til he finished.

"Hey there," he said warmly.

hpfan4eva · 07-18-2007, 01:28 AM

Rider smiled his charming smile, and looked at the man.
"Hello there, my names Rider. Yours?" he asked nicely, taking a sip from his colf coffee. He frowned when he took a sip, the shrugged. Life wasnt perfect...

PharaohMan18 · 07-18-2007, 01:31 AM

Yusuke smiled and sat down with his food.

"Yusuke. Nice to meet you, Rider," he said happily.

"If that woman in the glasses comes over," he nodded behind Rider to the woman, "I'll deal with her. I think she's a reporter."

Mad Eye Touz · 07-18-2007, 01:36 AM

Clara sighed and watched the man's back as he left. "I think I'll go ask him what he knows, since you're...," Clara eyed Jamie-Lee, her messy eating habits less nearing that of a caveman, "busy." Clara blinked and gave her a smile. "Good day to you Miss Crawford!"

Clara followed Yusuke and sat down at his table after cleaning the seat as before. "Hello. I'm Clara Belle. I'm not entirely sure we've met? Though, I've know doubt you know who I am." Clara set her notebook out in front of her. "What do you do?" It was a question to both men. "Were you just talking about me?" Clara asked, even nicer.

PharaohMan18 · 07-18-2007, 01:39 AM

Yusuke smirked his signature smirk, "I knew it," he mumbled.

He set his sandwich down and sat up straight, turning to the woman. He had seen her before in the Daily Prophet...editor or something...

"Yes, I've seen you before. And no, we haven't met formally. I'm Yusuke Inagaki and I work in the Department of Mysteries," he said factually.

hpfan4eva · 07-18-2007, 01:40 AM

Rider eyed the lady suspiciously, and said nothing. He didnt like reporters much...
"IM sorry...cant talk with mouth full.." he said, and stuffed his mouth with food. He was only 20 years old..and a bit inmature at times, but he was all around a nice guy.

Mad Eye Touz · 07-18-2007, 01:45 AM

Clara blinked at the younger man. "Charming." Clara read his name badge and scribbled into her notebook. "Yusuke Inagaki," Clara repeated, also taking down a note of his name. "You haven't been working here very long?" Clara said it more as a fact, instead of a question. But, she waited politely for his answer.

PharaohMan18 · 07-18-2007, 01:53 AM

"Um, well no... I was just hired actually..." he said trying not to furrow his eyebrows in confusion as to how she seemed to know.

Obviously this woman could tell he'd not been in the offices that long, or she snooped in the filing cabinets. Either way- this woman was good.

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