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As he straightened out the neck on his new flexible desk lamp, he spoke again. "I've heard a lot of employees from all around the Ministry are quitting. I wonder what's going on?" he said aloud, even though he didn't mean to. |
Jake's head was spinning as he made his way to the new Department Head's office. Jake hadn't even met the guy, and here he was walking into his office to ask for a leave of abscene, one in which he didn't even know how long he'd be gone. "Yeah that will go over wonderfully" Jake sighed to himself. He couldn't think about that now though, he had more pressing matters on his mind as he knocked on the door. |
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Jake entered the office and was thrown off to see a man sitting behind the desk. Of course he knew Madeline had left, but it hadn't set in for him until he actually saw the new face staring back at him. "Erm..." Jake began, this was definitely a strange day. Jake was never lost for words, yet here he was trying to gather his thoughts. "I see you're busy sir, but if you just have a moment. Jake Reilly sir, Division Head of the Accidental Magical Reversal Squad." Jake said as he quickly introduced himself, "I'm sorry to meet under these circumstances, but I just received an urgent interdepartment memo . . . something about a family member in grave danger." Jake said with a worried look, he could feel his heart racing and his head pounding as the endless thoughts raced through his mind about what could be happening. He did his best to surpress them. He needed to focus. "I'm sorry I can't be more specific sir, I wish I had further details myself, unfortunately because these bloody memos are monitored," Jake huffed, "I don't even have any other information. All I know is that I need to ask your permission for an indefinite leave of absence sir, at least until this is all sorted out." |
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"Oh!" Jake quickly turned back, shaking his head once again. "Forgive me, I have no idea where my head is at today. I assure you this is not like me at all. Anyway sir, shall I tell the employees? Or will you be breaking the news to them?" |
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"Um that was our division head were going to have a new one for now you should just head over to the office" said Dan and he looked at Ben "I better be off now see you later" |
Edith walked up the door of the Department Head, feeling rather irritable. She really needed to see a doctor. She sighed heavily, composing herself, then knocked on the door, hoping they'd answer soon so she could get this over and done with. |
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Edith looked at his confusion and frowned slightly. She smiled though and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you too, Ben," she said, walking into the office and sitting in the chair opposite the desk. She crossed her legs as she sat down and got her notes from her bag. She took out the flyer from her pile of notes and handed it to Ben. "This is the flyer. I gave one to Maddie, but, you obviously didn't get given it," she sat back and looked down at her notes. ooc: Flyer!! http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/c...entionMemo.png "Okay, so the International Wizarding Conference is being held in the Ministry. So we are needing to showcase how we do things around here, pretty much. And we need to brush up on things that are going on around the world. I got specific instructions from Reagan today." she said, rummaging through her notes, seeing what is exactly appropriate. "Got all that so far, before I go onto specifics?" she asked sincerely. She didn't want to sound forward or pushy, but she just wanted this over test. |
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"Okay," she said after taking a very deep breath. "Last thing. In Bulgaria, Muggles have been clearing woodlands and disturbing the centaurs living in those areas. Their land is being decreased, so naturally, they are unhappy. Not to mention that if a Muggle sees a centaur, they could end up cutting off a limb instead of a tree and that would be much more difficult to fix. We don't want it to get to that point, so we need to develop a gameplan. We need to come up with a variety of solutions to relay to the Bulgarian Minister to avoid the Muggles and appease the centaurs. Okay, I think that's it," she said, looking down at her notes, breathing heavily. "Yep, that's it. Well that's it for now. Who knows, I could have completely different instructions tomorrow," she laughed. |
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"That's fine. I hope everything goes well. If you have any questions, send me a memo. Well, I've got to go. It was lovely to meet you, Ben," she smiled, standing up, shaking his hand and walking from the room. |
Ivan knocked - a tentative knock - on the Department Head's door. In his hand were the notes and files he and his staff had cobbled together. Suggestions for solutions to the Peruvian and Bulgarian problems - from an Obliviator perspective, of course. These were, in his opinion, solid. It was the other things - his files on past missions - that Ivan wasn't so sure about. He reached up to straighten his tie before remembering he'd forgotten to wear a tie. Ivan knocked again and shifted the files in arms. |
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"Come in," Ben called. He was seated at his desk, reviewing the employee list for his divisions and comparing them with the records of employees that he had received. My goodness, a ton of people were leaving! |
"Hello, sir." Ivan poked his head in, checking out the scenery before the rest of his body joined him. "I have those files you wanted. And the sample memory replacements." Ivan readjusted the stack and held it out towards his new boss. That was when he noticed the large coffee-mug ring stain on the topmost file. Oops. "Ahem..." Ivan flipped the stack over and placed it on Ben's desk, nervousness causing Ivan to speak a tad more quickly than usual. "I think you'll be pleased. Ms. Wood feels certain her dress-up party idea will work in Bulgaria. And I did my research - Scarlet Fever can induce hallucinations, so I think people would believe the dragons were just fever-induced." |
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