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Cult of Walpurgis EraAll historical records pertaining to Ministry of Magic RPG under Ministers for Magic, Alexandra Carlton [IC January 2072 - October 2073; OOC October 2010 - May 2011 ] & Lord Borr [IC October 2073 - December 2076; OOC May 2011 - December 2011]
Missy try to find a empty desk she found one.she unpack her stuff and but on her desk .She sat down and got to work wearing a black pants and a purple shirt she look for her department head.
Drago made his way back in, glancing at Rin as he did so. She didn't seem to be doing the best right now. As he stacked a few more cages for transport, he looked over at her with concern in his eyes, asking if she was alright.
Rin nodded to Drago as if to tell him she was okay. <Just a bit sick and tired. I'm alright.> She felt a little and knew that coffee likely wasn't the best right now and smiled at Drago softly. She needed to talk to Mr. Stryker soon. She could tell she would need to take a leave sooner than she had anticipated. The Spirits head gave a soft sigh before turning to leave. "Tea..." She murmured softly to indicate where she was going.
Ian sighed, and traipsed through the office, looking to all the people fervently working away. Looking down to his left, he wasn't particularly surprised to see a rabbit bounding past his foot and further down the office. Finally, he arrived at an empty desk.
He placed down a box full of stuff, and began to arrange it. Photos, pens, that sort of thing, before finally removing a small statue of a Hungarian Horntail dragon, and placing it in the centre of his desk. Giving it a small tap on the head caused the statue to spring into life, roaring in a miniscule voice, and snorting tiny gouts of flame.
House Elf Relocation, Goblin Liason and Werewolf Regulation? Sounds...fun.
Of course, Ian was just kidding himself, it didn't sound fun at all. House Elves? Goblins? Well, werewolves were quite interesting, but regulating them didn't sound at all like the job he'd wanted.
"Come on Ian...calm down. At least you've got a job now," he said to himself, before leaning back into his seat.
Maybe I should go see the Department Head...introduce myself..
missy walks over hi ian i'm missy i'm new aswell do want go for some coffee and chat i have get back to work cathcing ghosts but she gos off and trys cathc the ghost that running around in the minsitry she comes back with the spirit in the cage and takes it to the office
Ian looked up from the dragon statue, as he was busy trying to tickle it's chin without getting his finger bitten off. He smirked a little and patted it on the head.
"Hey, I'm Ian, Ian Wolverton. Thanks a lot for the offer, but I'm still getting my bearings, and you look fairly busy. I was going to go visit the Department Head anyway, show my face. I'll see you around though." he said, with a smile.
missy ok cya later the offer is still up if you want to come she gos back to office and looks hangs pictures of her kids and husband and puts vase of black roses on her desk
After all the ruckus had finally died down and the animals were being taken back, Fionn let out a small huff and glided her fingers down her red coat. With a few buttons in needing of re-sewing back on, everything seemed to be fine. She hadn't gotten scratched, so that was a plus so far. Walking back over to where she had once stood, she bent down slightly and picked up her black briefcase and held it to her side, her eyes looking around the office. Hmm, she needed to find a desk.
Her black stiletto heels hitting the carpet floor, she rounded another corner before finally finding an empty cubicle. Smiling to herself, she set her briefcase down on the desk. Taking out her black ebony wand, she tapped on the top of the case and muttered, "Descendo." Thumbing with the lock, she opened up the latch and looked down into the case to see a large amount of large objects and trinkets in her bag that had increased lower into the bag to hold so many.
Smiling as she set up her desk, she added small momentos to make her workplace more home-like. She added a portrait of her late parents, a picture of her old home back in Ireland, and a map of central London on the side of her cubicle wall. She might as well start getting familiar with the area. She put a few cups of quills and ink bottles and a stack of parchment on the desk and sat down finally in her chair. "Well, this was a different start." She spoke, her Irish accent lilting in her voice.
caffeine princess ♬ lunchbox adventurer ❀ little rose
Coming back from Chad's office, Carley sat down at her desk. She looked around at it a little. Since she'd gotten there she hadn't really done anything to it besides putting her purse down. She set up her little calandar and figured out where to put her quills and parchment and such. Hmm. She'd fix it up a little bit later.
missy going back to her desk reding a art novel she saw two people seting up there desk. She walks over "hello im missy" she smile and walk to the other person desk "hello i'm missy then she went back to her desk to do paper work
Ian sighed, and sauntered back into the cubicle area, setting himself back down behind his desk. First day at work, absolutely nothing to do, in a job that isn't particuarly interesting. Well, this was fun. He sighed, and rested his head on his desk.
"Well...what now?" he asked his dragon statue. His dragon statue merely snorted.
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Violet walked back in, done with moving Chad's boxes. Upon reentering, she noticed a few new faces. Interesting. Her eyes alighted upon the nearest one: A man talking to a statue of a dragon. She walked over to him.
"Hey. I'm Violet Silvermoon, I'm the Head of the Beast division. Who are you?" she asked, holding out a hand for him to shake.
Ian started a little bit. The tiny dragon snorted in mock laughter.
"Shut up you." he whispered, before looking up to the woman.
"Sorry," he said, standing up and leaning over the desk to shake her hand. "I'm Ian Wolverton. I'm new here, Goblin Liasion, House Elf Relocation and Werewolf Regulation.." he said, his voice falling slightly at the end. Hardly glamorous, was it?
Drago made his way back into the room, rather irritated. Maybe he should go out for lunch. Get coffee and something to eat. But then, he also wanted to wait for Rin. Not that they could talk as he wanted to, but it would be easier than waiting until they got home. He went back to his desk to check on paperwork and make sure most of it was done.
caffeine princess ♬ lunchbox adventurer ❀ little rose
Carley leaned back in her chair and looked around at the people having conversations. She gave a small wave to whoever had momentarily greeted her hello before moving onto some where else.
Ooookay then.
She was already getting settled in, she liked it here so far. Chad seemed nice, and so did the other few people she'd met. Ah, well, she'd grow to like it here soon enough.
A ship in harbor is safe — but that is not what ships are built for.
Emmy walked in to the room. She looked around at all the workers. Emerald Sighed. At least they didn't miss the confrence. She sat there at her dest pulling the drawers back and forth, back and forth.
He finished up some of his paperwork and filed it away. "If anyone asks for me, let them know I've gone to lunch. I'll be back in an hour or so." With that, he checked his desk one more time, made sure everything was in order, then headed out.
ooc: yes, I'm on!! For today only I think. I'll be back home soon.
Fiyero ♥ | RED VINES! | FOR NARNIAAAAAAAAAAA | "Always." ♥| SupermegafoxyAWESOMEhot!
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Originally Posted by AnOrangeGentleman
Ian started a little bit. The tiny dragon snorted in mock laughter.
"Shut up you." he whispered, before looking up to the woman.
"Sorry," he said, standing up and leaning over the desk to shake her hand. "I'm Ian Wolverton. I'm new here, Goblin Liasion, House Elf Relocation and Werewolf Regulation.." he said, his voice falling slightly at the end. Hardly glamorous, was it?
Violet smiled. "Hi, Ian, it's nice to meet you," she said, shaking his hand. "House elves...does that make you a member of the Being division? I can never remember," she said ruefully.
Fiyero ♥ | RED VINES! | FOR NARNIAAAAAAAAAAA | "Always." ♥| SupermegafoxyAWESOMEhot!
Violet nodded. "Yes, there isn't much going on now, I know. But you just missed a meeting a few hours ago, actually. There;s another one going on soon. Make sure not to miss it." She flashed a smile. "Yup, the Beast division. We work with other Divisions frequently, though."
Aria walked into the office. I was her first day and she was nervous but exited. She found an empty desk in the cornor of the room and walked over to began unpaking her stuff. Once that was done she sat down at her desk and was ready to start working.
urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse
Amy stepped into the office and looked around at all the people that were already working there. The office seemed to be very large which only made her feel smaller than she is already. She hated feeling like the newbie, the one who has to come in when everyone else were already friends and knew each other well. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and then opened her eyes again with a smile on her face.
Looking around, she noticed an empty cubicle somewhere further along the office and walked over to it with her bag in her hand. The path towards her new cubicle seemed to stretch on as she made her way. Amy felt strange as she walked; as if the people around her were staring at her and giving her weird looks. She looked behind her to the place she had come from and realised that she had actually walked quite a bit. Then why does it feel like i'm walking a mile? she thought as she looked back to where she was walking.
Reaching her cubicle after what seemed like half an hour, Amy put her bag on the desk and sat down to rub her eyes. She took down her bag and began organising her desk with all her personal belongings. She always felt calmer when she organised something; even if it was something as small as a desk and a cubicle. She looked down at the photo frame which contained a picture of her family and smiled. There were also the owl paper weight that her sister had given her; the glass twinkling as she turned it here and there. She reached into her bag once more and drew out her quills, inkpots and rolls of parchment; she always felt the need to buy more parchment than she needed seeing as she likes to write a lot.
Amy put her bag on the floor, under her desk and sat down on her chair. She sighed and looked around at all the other people who were busy bustling around. She noticed some other people who seemed to be new as well. It was always good to know that there are others who are the newbies as well; always a comfort.
A ship in harbor is safe — but that is not what ships are built for.
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Originally Posted by hermionesclone
Amy stepped into the office and looked around at all the people that were already working there. The office seemed to be very large which only made her feel smaller than she is already. She hated feeling like the newbie, the one who has to come in when everyone else were already friends and knew each other well. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and then opened her eyes again with a smile on her face.
Looking around, she noticed an empty cubicle somewhere further along the office and walked over to it with her bag in her hand. The path towards her new cubicle seemed to stretch on as she made her way. Amy felt strange as she walked; as if the people around her were staring at her and giving her weird looks. She looked behind her to the place she had come from and realised that she had actually walked quite a bit. Then why does it feel like i'm walking a mile? she thought as she looked back to where she was walking.
Reaching her cubicle after what seemed like half an hour, Amy put her bag on the desk and sat down to rub her eyes. She took down her bag and began organising her desk with all her personal belongings. She always felt calmer when she organised something; even if it was something as small as a desk and a cubicle. She looked down at the photo frame which contained a picture of her family and smiled. There were also the owl paper weight that her sister had given her; the glass twinkling as she turned it here and there. She reached into her bag once more and drew out her quills, inkpots and rolls of parchment; she always felt the need to buy more parchment than she needed seeing as she likes to write a lot.
Amy put her bag on the floor, under her desk and sat down on her chair. She sighed and looked around at all the other people who were busy bustling around. She noticed some other people who seemed to be new as well. It was always good to know that there are others who are the newbies as well; always a comfort.
Emerald saw a woman came into the room. She has never seen her before. She must be new. Emerald thought of her first time here, she wasn't all that comfrotable either. She stood up and walked over to the woman. "Hello, are you new? I'm Emerald call me Emmy." She said cheerfully with a smile.