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Felixir 04-11-2021 11:30 PM

Office of Jake Upstead, Department Head
 
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The office of Jake Upstead has changed dramatically since the flight of his predecessor - for a start, you can actually see the place now. The blinds on the enchanted windows are almost always thrown open to let in sort of natural light. The colour scheme in here is neutral; off-white walls, dark pine floorboards, and a grey rug in the centre of the room. Most of the furniture is dark brown or subtle gold, excepting the grey swivel chair behind the desk, and a very comfortable looking sofa along one wall in the same colour, which is perfect for more informal, casual chats. It also happens to be easily long enough for Jake's tall frame to stretch out on, should he feel the need, but that's purely coincidental. Two regular chairs sit in front of the desk, for conversations better suited there.

Shelves line the wall behind the desk, and hold a decent-sized collection of books. Many are on law and policies, though these look nearly new and are mostly kept for reference. The most well-thumbed books are on history, Defence Against the Dark Arts, and Quidditch, though there are also plenty here that relate to youth mentoring, amongst which a couple of parenting books can be spotted by the more discerning eye. The upper shelves are dedicated to psychology, and mental health and wellbeing. Books on potentially dangerous or extremely sensitive subject matter are kept well out of sight.

Jake hates paperwork, and though he deals with it when he must, too much parchment in sight drives him round the twist. He tries to keep his desk clear, though always ends up leaving out notes and personal reminders for himself anyway, sometimes written in shorthand or a private 'code' that can leave even himself nonplussed. The in tray invariably has something awaiting his attention.

Years of service in Magical Law Enforcement have made Jake extra paranoid security conscious, and it's for this reason that he doesn't like to keep too many personal photos in his office, but he cannot bring himself to have nothing there at all. Across from his desk, the wall is covered in picture frames, though these frames remain empty unless Jake is alone in the office, or chooses to reveal the photos to a visitor.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa, a curious little levitating orb serves as a subtle and constant light source. Jake refers to this as his Mood Orb, as it helpfully changes colour according to the dominating feeling in the room, although this one has a special secret feature in that when it detects deception or untrustworthiness, it shines white and bright.

If you need a word with Jake, especially in his capacity of Department Head, it's probably a good idea to schedule a time beforehand, but you can always knock and hope for the best, especially if it can't wait. Barging in unannounced is generally not advisable.

kayquilz 04-12-2021 01:20 AM

The appointment had been set up as soon as Mr. Jake Upstead had settled in; Scottie felt he had no time to waste anymore. Everything was go go go go go. He had asked Regina on a date on the battle field for Merlin's sake.

Life was short. You had to live it.

He paced in front of Mr. Upstead's office anxiously, much like he had done all those months ago...with Mr. Goldwasser. It brought back acute memories, ones he wouldn't forget. Nor did he want to. The determination that he had had in his eyes that day was probably present again, and Scott Ferguson was still a man on a mission, wasn't he?

It didn't help that he had never spoken to Mr. Upstead before at great length, and so there was a little nervousness in the pit of his stomach. At least his new department head didn't have an affinity for bloodpops, though. Or maybe he did, but Scottie was sure it'd be the first thing he asked Mr. Upstead. Do you like bloodpops??? If so...Well... Well.

Felixir 04-12-2021 06:29 PM

Turned out, moving from his last position, so active and heavy on work out in the field, to head of the department, was not the dreaded lull in activity Jake had half-expected it to be. Actually, he was pretty sure he hadn't stopped since his promotion, and though that could have had a lot to do with the madness of dealing with the Neo-Alliance aftermath, he also knew this was not a job which would allow for a lot of relaxing even when (if) things were ever relatively peaceful. And that was perfect. It was good to keep busy, especially now, and he felt revitalised in a way that only a big change could have brought about in him.

Just a shame about the near constant paperwork. Administration. Who knew.

He'd just been by the Improper Use of Magic Office - part of his quest to update himself on all areas of the department as quickly as possible - but made it back to his office in good time. Very handy, by the way, having an office here in the ministry.

"Ferguson," Jake greeted the young man with a small smile as he stopped by the door and pushed inside, leading the way and holding the door open by his fingertips for the lad. "Come in and take a seat." At the desk or on the sofa, or he could stay on his feet, it didn't really matter; Ferguson could pick the vibe.

kayquilz 04-13-2021 01:16 AM

As footsteps approached, Scottie stopped the pacing to turn and see that it was his newly appointed department head. "Mr. Upstead, sir," he said with a polite nod of his head. How old was Upstead anyway? He looked young. He didn't act young. Scottie was putting him in his 30s. What did Scottie know? He was young and was TERRIBLE at guessing people's ages always. The twenty-five year old was probably waaaay off, but he supposed it was better to low-ball it than the alternative.

Not that he'd be saying any of this aloud. But then, what if Upstead was a LEGILIMENS? Scottie quiiiiiickly gave his head a shake to clear it out and enter the office. The couch was a no, for sure, so he opted for the chair instead. His eyes automatically roamed around the new decor, and he shivered slightly. "Last time I was in here I accused Goldwasser of being a vampire. Well. Suggested, rather," he said gently.

Scottie was not going to start anything, so he just shifted his position slightly in his seat, eyeing the office some more. It was nice to feel like your boss wasn't going to like, kill you for your views, wasn't it?

Felixir 04-14-2021 05:49 PM

Ferguson need not have worried. Uh, about Jake knowing what he was thinking, anyway. Actually, might have worked in his favour if he did, because what could be better than being placed in his 30s when, in actual fact, his 50th was hardly a mere speck on the horizon. Couple of years yet, but still. Madness. Who sanctioned that?

Jake let the door fall shut and rounded his desk, undoing the lower button of his suit jacket as he sat down. Weird as it was to be on this side of the desk, Jake didn't shy away from it. Give it a few more weeks, and he'd feel like he was born to do it. "Not inaccurately, as it turned out," he said lightly, dropping a stack of parchment on the desk and absentmindedly nudging them into place so the edges lined up. "Feel free to make any suggestions or accusations now, or ask what you think you should be asking, I won't be offended." Showed initiative, really, questioning what was presented, especially from a young man like Ferguson, who had not been in the Ministry very long, relatively speaking, and was less familiar with those who'd been around for a while. Jake would do his best to assuage any worries, short of revealing some particularly unpleasant skeletons; after this many years in Magical Law Enforcement, he approved of caution, but the department would crumble if there was no trust between anyone at all. "Unless you needed to talk about something other than that?"

Whatever it was, Ferguson had Jake's full attention.

kayquilz 04-15-2021 12:07 AM

No, not at all, and Scottie knew that. He couldn't tell what Upstead felt about him from the small exchange thus far, but he supposed it was a good sign that the man was slipping him some paperwork to look at. Scottie didn't immediately take it, though, but rather acted all tiiiiiimidly. Wait wait wait - maybe Upstead wasn't even offering it to him. Maybe he was just showing off all the paperwork they had on Goldy? So he brought his hands back to his lap.

Ahem.

"Suggestions? Accusations? About what, sir?" he ruffled his hair uncomfortably as he shifted in his seat yet again, averting his gaze. He had nothing to complain about. What COULD he complain about? Nothing that he thought Upstead was in charge of or anything...

"Actually, it's related, but something else entirely," he finally managed to look Upstead in the eye. "I - " Okay. He took a deep breath. "I, uh," Gosh, this was hard. "I......." HE CLOSED HIS EYES AND RUBBED HIS FOREHEAD. "I don't want to be security anymore! I think I've earned that much, sir! I know I'm timid but security is boring - " he jumbled it all out and turned bright red as he said it. Perhaps it was too candid, but it was too late to take the words back.

He sighed, leaned back in his chair, and ruffled his hair again. "Also...I...I want to help find him. Goldy," he pointed at the paperwork. There was a look in his eye as he said it, as he glanced at the papers.

Felixir 04-18-2021 03:04 PM

Jake had to squint at Ferguson, just ever so slightly, because what in Merlin's name was he-... no, never mind. Not important. "About anything," he replied, tapping his fingers on the table top. "At any time. I'd just rather not have any of you think you can't raise any doubts or concerns if they were to come up, to me, or anyone you might need to discuss them with." To be clear, Jake was not hinting at anything untoward, just aiming for transparency. After Goldwasser, the Rosier situation in the Minister's office and up at the school, the whole Neo-Alliance bit in general, not to mention the mess with his own kid, a little transparency would be refreshing. Merlin help him, you could take the boy out of Hufflepuff...

Moving on though. He met Ferguson's eye - and was not, by the way, concerned that it had taken the lad this long to look right at him - and... smiled. "Aha." Neat. This was the part of the job Jake had been most looking forward to. "Security work is necessary, but if you're not happy there we can absolutely look into something else for you; you have proved yourself this past year. Any position in particular you've got your eye on? We might still need to talk about fulfilling requirements and the like." Swivelling around in the chair, Jake rolled a few feet over to reach the filing cabinet, and began walking his fingers through it, looking for Ferguson's file. He'd been through them all once already, but remembering every last detail was just not practical. While he was focused on looking through the cabinet, Jake added casually, "Don't go snooping through that paperwork." Well, he could if he wanted, but there was nothing particularly interesting there. Or, actually no, Jake had just told him not to, and he was the boss now, so Ferguson probably should do as he was told.

The boss. Weird, but good. Like being a parent, except people actually listened when you told them what to do.

But about Goldy-... uh, Goldwasser, the lad had a point. Jake plucked his file out of the draw, slid it shut, and rolled back. "I do want a team together focusing on Goldwasser as soon as possible, and I think you'd be well-placed for it." He dropped the file on top of the paperwork and began looking through it, gradually running a finger down the parchment. Not to get too distracted or anything, but maybe it would be worth seeing if Tomasz was interested in helping with the search too. Jake would rather talk to him properly first, though, see what his head was at. Right now, the focus was Scott Ferguson.

kayquilz 04-20-2021 12:08 AM

So Upstead preferred an open door policy to his predecessor. And more transparency would also be nice considering...well, didn't vampires like darkness?

Scottie thought for a moment before answering Upstead's question about which job he would even want. Auror was totally out of the question - he didn't have the temperament or gall required, but then again...he had proven himself wrong about a lot this past year or two. "I just...like to investigate and figure things out. Look at evidence and...just put the pieces together." Not necessarily be in the field, but...you know. Just...be active with his brain. He stared down at his hands uncertainly before looking back at his new department head. "I am...too smart to waste away in security. NO offense to good security people. I - " He stuttered a little, "I am bored, sir. And this last year taught me that."

He nodded, though, about not snooping and scooted further back in his chair, like SUPER far away from the paperwork, or as much as he could be. "No, sir, I won't. Not without permission, at least," he replied back gently.

OH.

OH?

He thought SCOTTIE would be well placed for it? Scottie couldn't help smiling every so slightly, his cheeks turning red. "I would be honored and overjoyed - I - " he was stuttered again. "Ihatethatman."

Samia 05-08-2021 09:04 PM

Even though there really wasn't any reason to be .... Missa felt nervous. Sure, she was just a YATI - but at least she wasn't just a clueless first year YATI anymore.

The box of Mrs Rasting's cookies in hand, the brunette took a deep breath and knocked on the new department head's door. It was time. An initiative was necessary. A ridiculous kind of desperation was starting to build inside her, and if she didn't push herself forward - she knew she'd soon drown in her 'what ifs'

Hopefully .... Jake Upstead was more approachable than their previous department head.

lazykitty 05-09-2021 01:22 PM

As much as he wanted to go right back to his desk and get back to work, Ronan figured he'd better let the boss know he was back from his medical sabbatical first. Besides, he wanted to see if there was any new information on the cause of his little unplanned break. And he might just be on a slight fishing mission to see who even knew what about that night. After all, he'd heard Fletcher's little address so he knew the fact that a certain wanted man was actually a vampire was being kept from the public at least. Who else were they keeping in the metaphorical dark? And why?

He knocked on the door to Jake's office, then leaned back against the wall, crossing his arms so that his left hand (and the new ugly scar there) was hidden from view. He wasn't really keen on going into where the scar had come from with his coworkers just yet.

Spotting Missa there holding, he smiled. "Sucking up already?" he asked, teasing.

Felixir 05-12-2021 03:59 AM

SPOILER!!: scottie
Quote:

Originally Posted by kayquilz (Post 12492712)
So Upstead preferred an open door policy to his predecessor. And more transparency would also be nice considering...well, didn't vampires like darkness?

Scottie thought for a moment before answering Upstead's question about which job he would even want. Auror was totally out of the question - he didn't have the temperament or gall required, but then again...he had proven himself wrong about a lot this past year or two. "I just...like to investigate and figure things out. Look at evidence and...just put the pieces together." Not necessarily be in the field, but...you know. Just...be active with his brain. He stared down at his hands uncertainly before looking back at his new department head. "I am...too smart to waste away in security. NO offense to good security people. I - " He stuttered a little, "I am bored, sir. And this last year taught me that."

He nodded, though, about not snooping and scooted further back in his chair, like SUPER far away from the paperwork, or as much as he could be. "No, sir, I won't. Not without permission, at least," he replied back gently.

OH.

OH?

He thought SCOTTIE would be well placed for it? Scottie couldn't help smiling every so slightly, his cheeks turning red. "I would be honored and overjoyed - I - " he was stuttered again. "Ihatethatman."



Jake glanced up from the file, made to speak, but swiftly thought better of it. I hate the lot of them. That was what he wanted to say, and that was the truth of the matter, but it occurred to him he was maybe not supposed to be quite so outspoken now he was in this role. Despite being more personally affected here in the Ministry by Goldwasser and the rest of them, it was the Rosier of the Lucien variety whom Jake harboured a special kind of resentment towards. Each of his three eldest had suffered in their own vastly different ways, and each was still suffering, as much as two of them seemed to believe they weren't. But Rosier was dead, and Goldwasser very much alive (uh... well... anyway) and on the loose, and therefore the more pressing issue.

After a few seconds following this line of thought, Jake settled for a grim smile. "I'll make sure you get the details." Of the task force, or whatever they ended up calling it. That. He'd pull something together soon.

"As for a different position, we have plenty of scope for investigating and riddling things out." More so outside the Security Office than within it, that was true, but then Security had not even always been part of this department. "There's the Auror Office, which would require a lot of training, or the Magical Law Enforcement Squad, where you could work up to Hit Wizard. More training required there too." There was another Ferguson in the Squad, Jake knew, but would that make Scott more or less likely to make the switch there? Either way, both included the kind of work he'd specified. "Or perhaps the investigative team, in the Improper Use of Magic division. It's not so much about catching out and out criminals, but there's obviously plenty of investigative work, and undercover operations, and you'd be less likely to get bored there than where you currently are. You meet the requirements for Junior Investigator already, and there's opportunity for advancement."

Jake leaned back in his chair and considered Ferguson. "Any of those options sound appealing?"


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SPOILER!!: missa
Quote:

Originally Posted by Samia (Post 12494811)
Even though there really wasn't any reason to be .... Missa felt nervous. Sure, she was just a YATI - but at least she wasn't just a clueless first year YATI anymore.

The box of Mrs Rasting's cookies in hand, the brunette took a deep breath and knocked on the new department head's door. It was time. An initiative was necessary. A ridiculous kind of desperation was starting to build inside her, and if she didn't push herself forward - she knew she'd soon drown in her 'what ifs'

Hopefully .... Jake Upstead was more approachable than their previous department head.



SPOILER!!: ronan
Quote:

Originally Posted by lazykitty (Post 12494872)
As much as he wanted to go right back to his desk and get back to work, Ronan figured he'd better let the boss know he was back from his medical sabbatical first. Besides, he wanted to see if there was any new information on the cause of his little unplanned break. And he might just be on a slight fishing mission to see who even knew what about that night. After all, he'd heard Fletcher's little address so he knew the fact that a certain wanted man was actually a vampire was being kept from the public at least. Who else were they keeping in the metaphorical dark? And why?

He knocked on the door to Jake's office, then leaned back against the wall, crossing his arms so that his left hand (and the new ugly scar there) was hidden from view. He wasn't really keen on going into where the scar had come from with his coworkers just yet.

Spotting Missa there holding, he smiled. "Sucking up already?" he asked, teasing.



Drowning in (unfortunately totally necessary) paperwork inside the office, Jake was more than happy for the interruption. Double interruption. Or perhaps just an impatient solitary interruption. Either way, it was welcome. If he didn't communicate verbally with another human soon, he was going to lose his mind.

Preferring to be on his feet for at least a moment or two today, he went to the door himself to see who was on the other side of it. "Renaldi. Carter." Mysterious box. "Who was first?" Joint visit seemed unlikely, but he could be wrong.

kayquilz 05-15-2021 11:23 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Felixir (Post 12495405)

Jake glanced up from the file, made to speak, but swiftly thought better of it. I hate the lot of them. That was what he wanted to say, and that was the truth of the matter, but it occurred to him he was maybe not supposed to be quite so outspoken now he was in this role. Despite being more personally affected here in the Ministry by Goldwasser and the rest of them, it was the Rosier of the Lucien variety whom Jake harboured a special kind of resentment towards. Each of his three eldest had suffered in their own vastly different ways, and each was still suffering, as much as two of them seemed to believe they weren't. But Rosier was dead, and Goldwasser very much alive (uh... well... anyway) and on the loose, and therefore the more pressing issue.

After a few seconds following this line of thought, Jake settled for a grim smile. "I'll make sure you get the details." Of the task force, or whatever they ended up calling it. That. He'd pull something together soon.

"As for a different position, we have plenty of scope for investigating and riddling things out." More so outside the Security Office than within it, that was true, but then Security had not even always been part of this department. "There's the Auror Office, which would require a lot of training, or the Magical Law Enforcement Squad, where you could work up to Hit Wizard. More training required there too." There was another Ferguson in the Squad, Jake knew, but would that make Scott more or less likely to make the switch there? Either way, both included the kind of work he'd specified. "Or perhaps the investigative team, in the Improper Use of Magic division. It's not so much about catching out and out criminals, but there's obviously plenty of investigative work, and undercover operations, and you'd be less likely to get bored there than where you currently are. You meet the requirements for Junior Investigator already, and there's opportunity for advancement."

Jake leaned back in his chair and considered Ferguson. "Any of those options sound appealing?"

Scottie nodded, meeting his new boss's gaze as he did so. "I...I cannot wait to hear the details." And he was being serious, too. He was determined to see Goldwasser go down.

The possibilities of where he could potentially go next, though, were so wide that his eyes grew larger, his eyebrows practically disappearing into his hairline as Upstead spoke. There were jobs in there he hadn't even thought about. "Not that I mind more training. I don't. I just...I'm not much of a hit wizard," he admitted, but his mouth curled into a big of a smirk as he said so. "That's my sister....but not me," he was sure Upstead was aware of them being siblings by now, even if Scottie was dead quiet about that with most of his coworkers. It wasn't like he and Emmy ever really saw each other at work anyway. "I do like the sound of the improper use of magic office. And going undercover. I REALLY liked going undercover," he nodded. Sidling up to Goldy had been dangerous - SCARY, even - but...enjoyable. There was a devious part of it that Scottie enjoyed purely because he was such an honest soul.

It was NICE to be dishonest for the right reasons, wasn't it?

Samia 05-17-2021 03:02 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by lazykitty (Post 12494872)
As much as he wanted to go right back to his desk and get back to work, Ronan figured he'd better let the boss know he was back from his medical sabbatical first. Besides, he wanted to see if there was any new information on the cause of his little unplanned break. And he might just be on a slight fishing mission to see who even knew what about that night. After all, he'd heard Fletcher's little address so he knew the fact that a certain wanted man was actually a vampire was being kept from the public at least. Who else were they keeping in the metaphorical dark? And why?

He knocked on the door to Jake's office, then leaned back against the wall, crossing his arms so that his left hand (and the new ugly scar there) was hidden from view. He wasn't really keen on going into where the scar had come from with his coworkers just yet.

Spotting Missa there holding, he smiled. "Sucking up already?" he asked, teasing.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Felixir (Post 12495405)
Drowning in (unfortunately totally necessary) paperwork inside the office, Jake was more than happy for the interruption. Double interruption. Or perhaps just an impatient solitary interruption. Either way, it was welcome. If he didn't communicate verbally with another human soon, he was going to lose his mind.

Preferring to be on his feet for at least a moment or two today, he went to the door himself to see who was on the other side of it. "Renaldi. Carter." Mysterious box. "Who was first?" Joint visit seemed unlikely, but he could be wrong.

Missa had honestly hoped to do this alone. Case in point, the unwelcome comment about the box in her hand - and the blush it triggered on her round cheeks. Nonetheless, she found herself smiling tightly and giving Ronan a small shake of her head, "simply delivering a message". It wasn't entirely a lie either.

And while she had hoped he would walk away - Mr Upstead opened the door right then. Just her luck. A little more tense and straighter in her posture, the brunette gave a nod of greeting to the new department head, and forced herself to not back out, "Sir."

Polite and not really planning to step on any toes, yet, she gave Ronan a small look - in case he wanted to go first, before stepping into the room, "Mrs Rasting sent these over for you" she stated - before placing the box of cookies on the man's desk.

lazykitty 05-20-2021 02:50 PM

Did she realize how dangerous that turn of phrase could be around aurors? 'Delivering a message.' But, rather than make Missa blush further by pointing it out, Ronan kept his mouth shut. He could tell when someone wasn't exactly fond of his sense of humor, anyway.

"Ms. Renaldi was," he replied, moving to wait by the door again. The auror team could do without him for a few more minutes.

Felixir 05-29-2021 05:21 PM

i'm so sorry for the delay; I've split the TLs so we can play at the same time
 
SPOILER!!: scottie
Quote:

Originally Posted by kayquilz (Post 12495893)


Scottie nodded, meeting his new boss's gaze as he did so. "I...I cannot wait to hear the details." And he was being serious, too. He was determined to see Goldwasser go down.

The possibilities of where he could potentially go next, though, were so wide that his eyes grew larger, his eyebrows practically disappearing into his hairline as Upstead spoke. There were jobs in there he hadn't even thought about. "Not that I mind more training. I don't. I just...I'm not much of a hit wizard," he admitted, but his mouth curled into a big of a smirk as he said so. "That's my sister....but not me," he was sure Upstead was aware of them being siblings by now, even if Scottie was dead quiet about that with most of his coworkers. It wasn't like he and Emmy ever really saw each other at work anyway. "I do like the sound of the improper use of magic office. And going undercover. I REALLY liked going undercover," he nodded. Sidling up to Goldy had been dangerous - SCARY, even - but...enjoyable. There was a devious part of it that Scottie enjoyed purely because he was such an honest soul.

It was NICE to be dishonest for the right reasons, wasn't it?



"It's not for everyone," Jake agreed. And wasn't that the truth; you saw it a lot, in training or even once they reached the actual career, people found it wasn't for them and moved on. Or, worse, stayed and hated it. Jake hadn't wanted to be a Hit Wizard himself, not at first, though for different reasons. Ego reasons. Not proud of it.

"Let's try you out in the Improper Use of Magic Office as a Junior Investigator, and we'll see how things go." Fortunate enough that the pay was about the same as what he was already getting as a Security Officer, so it shouldn't feel like a backwards step in that regard. "I think you could do well there." With his reported strengths, it did seem to make a lot of sense. If it didn't work out, they could revisit, and by that time Ferguson might have enough experience in the field to consider other avenues, but it might not reach that point.


SPOILER!!: missa
Quote:

Originally Posted by Samia (Post 12496158)
Missa had honestly hoped to do this alone. Case in point, the unwelcome comment about the box in her hand - and the blush it triggered on her round cheeks. Nonetheless, she found herself smiling tightly and giving Ronan a small shake of her head, "simply delivering a message". It wasn't entirely a lie either.

And while she had hoped he would walk away - Mr Upstead opened the door right then. Just her luck. A little more tense and straighter in her posture, the brunette gave a nod of greeting to the new department head, and forced herself to not back out, "Sir."

Polite and not really planning to step on any toes, yet, she gave Ronan a small look - in case he wanted to go first, before stepping into the room, "Mrs Rasting sent these over for you" she stated - before placing the box of cookies on the man's desk.



Renaldi first then. Jake held the door so she could come through, then gave a nod of acknowledgement to Carter before closing it again.

"Oh, excellent," he said, heading over to check the contents of the box. No offence, but years in the game made it difficult to overlook the paranoia potential security issues here, namely if Renaldi had been compromised and was delivering deadly cookies of death something that wasn't quite what it seemed. But he didn't say so. Plenty of ways to check that sort of thing without insulting present company. "Tell her I said thanks, if you remember, next time you see her."

Or perhaps Jake would just write her himself. They weren't strangers; he'd known her, sort of, back when she was a Hollingberry, and they'd faced off in Gobstones at Hogwarts, where she was several years below him. A million years ago.


SPOILER!!: ronan
Quote:

Originally Posted by lazykitty (Post 12496576)
Did she realize how dangerous that turn of phrase could be around aurors? 'Delivering a message.' But, rather than make Missa blush further by pointing it out, Ronan kept his mouth shut. He could tell when someone wasn't exactly fond of his sense of humor, anyway.

"Ms. Renaldi was," he replied, moving to wait by the door again. The auror team could do without him for a few more minutes.



And now was Carter's turn. Jake didn't expect this to take too long; Aurors didn't often like to waste time talking in offices for any longer than they needed to, being people of action. Jake had always considered Caster exactly that - a man of action.

After Renaldi had gone, he poked his head out into the hallway. "Carter? You're up." Step on in.

lazykitty 05-31-2021 06:57 PM

Thankfully, Renaldi’s visit was a short one and it was his turn. Sighing quietly, Ronan pushed away from the wall and followed Jake into his office, shutting the door behind him. And stopped. He really didn’t know how to start this conversation. After all, he had only taken exactly one medical leave his whole time as an auror, and it was this one he had just come back from. Add in the circumstances behind the leave and, well…..

”So, I’ve finally been cleared to return to work,” he started, deciding to just get everything out in the open. ”The healers are satisfied that there won’t be any adverse effects from my last meeting with our former boss, aside from this ugly scar on my knuckles.” And an intense desire to catch the man before he bit struck again. Which hopefully hadn’t been anytime in the last six months.

Felixir 05-31-2021 08:24 PM

Already Jake was back at his desk again. Really, the desk thing. It was great as a symbol of... of something-or-other, but after the novelty wore off, it started to feel a bit like an anchor. Sometimes anchors were good, he could admit, but sometimes a little less good.

He turned to look at Carter in the process of taking a seat, and nodded. "Glad to hear it. And to have you back with us." Really. Sounding sincere was not exactly a strength of Jake's, but he tried, and he meant it. Carter was highly capable in his role of Auror, and they could do with as many hands on deck at the Ministry as possible, as well as going out on regular jobs. "Actually..." While he was here. "I'm getting a task force together specifically to seek him out. Your experience with Goldwasser might be invaluable, if you're interested in jumping straight into that assignment." Unless Carter's ordeal had deterred him at all, which... well, Jake somehow thought that unlikely. The Auror had never seemed as easily put off as that.


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