Unceremoniously, Nikos pilled his belongings into his box that was charmed to hold more items. His raven had perched herself on the side of the desk, her own perch removed from the side of the desk and placed in the box along with her treats. Because of the carpet, he didn't hear the woman walk over to him until she spoke up.

Glancing up from his desk, he smiled at the woman and shook his head. "No thank you, its not much to carry. Plus, I'm just moving to bigger desk." He nodded his head towards the direction of the being division head desk. Standing up straight, he offered his hand to Fionn. "It nice to meet you Fionn. I'm Nikos," He paused for a short moment to study the woman in front of him. "We used to worked in the same division. Its a shame we never got to work together."

Still giving her most of his attention, he went back to packing his belongings. "How are you Fionn?"

Fionn smiled, noting that he did the same thing she had done to her boxes of personal items when she first came here. Magic really was a wondrous thing. She still wondered how she worked so long without it. Maybe it was the death of her parents or just moving back to an isolate village in Ireland. She was glad to be back within the Magical world though.

Nodding, she moved so that she wasn't in his way of packing. "Yes, it was quite a shame. I believe the Spirit Division will be a lot more interesting. With all those Elemental Spirits, Poltergeists & Hauntings there are in the world." Hey, she knew a thing or two about ghosts and such. Looking back over at her desk, she noticed her pen was still writing a few notes for her as she spoke to him.

Smiling, she turned back to him and shrugged her dainty shoulders. "I have been well." Putting her hands together, she moved them apart to summon her coffee mug, adorned with pink polka dots and 'Ms. Darcy' written on the ceramic in pink cursive. "I would think you would be doing amazing with the new promotion. How are you?" She rolled her index finger around the top of her mug, soothing out the hot coffee.

"Your moving to the spirit division?" He inquired as he placed a few files into the box. Spirits weren't something that Nikos got along with well, never having a good run in with them except for the ocasional friendly ghost. Just thinking about the one that had been set loose a while back gave him internal shivers. "You should talk to the new division head if so." That reminded him that he needed to speak to them as well, if only to introduce himself.

"That's good." Watching as she summoned her coffee mug, he packed away the rest of his belongings and picked up his box. Giving a small whistle, his raven perched herself on his shoulder and he made his way over to his deck, motioning for Fionn to follow him. A grin split across his face when she spoke of his promotion. "I am doing amazing. This summer has been as busy as it has been rewarding." He said with a small chuckle, thinking about his temporary house guest. "How has the summer been treating you, Fionn?"

Fionn felt the gears turn in her head to finally put in a pop! She realized she said the wrong thing. Biting the tip of her tongue for a moment, she shook her head, her blond curls rolling around her shoulders. She had thought he was becoming the Head of Spirts, not Beings. She was a little out of it. Taking a sip of her coffee, she smiled. "Oh no. I completely got it all jumbled in my head. I thought you were getting the Head spot for spirits, not beings." She bit her red glossed lip. Way. To. Go. Girl.

Noticing the Raven bird hop up and perch on his shoulder, she broke out in a small grin as well. Following in tow beside him, she looked into the eyes of the peculiar bird. "This is a beautiful raven you have. May I ask what her name is?" She flashed a white toothed smile. She had always loved ravens, more so after the legends they had to a certain Irish Goddess, but nonetheless. "Oh it has been quite something. Finally getting my final last loads of furniture back from home." Her eyes twinkled with her new prospect of getting to redecorate her cozy little cottage. "I recently moved from Ireland to the outskirts of London for this job."

"It's alright," He assured her with a smile, his eyes flicking over his shoulder for a brief moment. Both divisions had needed to have the heads replaced, so he could see how anyone would get the two confused. It was an honest mistake in his book.

Placing the box on his desk he glanced at his raven, the corners of his lips twitching into a smile, and gave her breast a few strokes. "Thank you. Her name is Marigold." His gaze turned to Fionn as Marigold flew off his shoulder and perched herself on the side of his new desk. "Your more than welcome to pet her. She doesn't bite." Not friends atleast. Listening to her speak, he began to unpack his belonging, pausing briefly when he heard where she was from. "Ireland you say? A beautiful country. I moved here from Greece about a year ago." Such a long time ago it seemed.

"Ooh! 19! So he's younger than you! Well, you must be proud," Amy said.

"Oh! No. I was just saying hi," Amy said, blushing from embarrassment.

"Oh ok! So now i don't have to feel too guilty!" Amy said, sighing, "Thanks. Yeah we are! It's just great."

Emmy smiled at her new friend in the ministry. "Always nice to meet new people." Said Emerald.

"It is isn't it? And you'e the first person i've met. Well, colleague-wise," Amy said, nodding, "So have you got any family members here in the ministry?"

Everything moved and re-settled, Drago made his way around the office and scanned the employees. It seemed like they were picking up new people all the time, which was something of a relief. He didn't like interacting with others much, but he knew they needed them, and he knew what he was getting into when he applied for Division Head. At this point, it was going to become something of a test of character. How well could he interact with others? Could he lead again?

Emmy shook her head sadly. "Nope, no families. All in New York." Emerald explained. "What about you?"

"Oh - all right then," said Violet. "In that case...hi!" She smiled at the woman warmly, and then turned away politely.

Violet saw Drago across the room. She crossed over to him and stopped a few feet away. She didn't know the man very well, but she was prepared to be friendly anyway.
"Hey," she said. "Just wanted to welcome you into the wonderful world of Division Head-dom. You look worried...It's not as hard as you might think," she said with a smile, holding out her hand for him to shake.

"Oh dear! That's so sad! Do you get to talk to them or visit them often?" Amy asked, "I have a younger brother and an older sister. And a mum. But i live on my own at the moment."

It seemed to take him a moment to register her, which he swore to himself about. It seemed he was still recovering and it was starting to frustrate him. Regardless, he smiled to her and shook her hand. "Thank you. And it's not that. Well, not entirely. And I'm sure I could always go to Rinatta and ask for advice. I've been a Hogwarts professor and led teams before, however something happened in recent years and I'm still... recovering. I'm still working on moving forward with my life, and this is a big step in doing that."

Fionn gave a small smile before looking down at her hands. He seemed sweet, and his smile was very reassuring. She liked that. When she heard about the promotions going around, she didn't know what was happening. At least they were given to people who definitely deserved it. He seemed like a hard worker and was probably best fit for the head job. "Thanks."

Her eyebrows peaked up in a somewhat soft shocked expressions. Most people never really let other pet their pets. She was always wary with Mancer. Then again, he was an endangered fennec fox, so she had to be a bit wary. And he was a bit of a biter. "Marigold, that is a lovely name." She moved a bit closer to the desk. Putting her mug in her left hand, she reached over and ran two fingers down the ravens back. Making a soft soothing sound, not to alarm the bird, she stroked her a few more times. Looking up at him and smiling. "She is so calm. She must have needed some training, yes?" She was still in the process of training Mancer some manners. Aengus was easy, then again, nowadays Owls were a lot more tame.

"I miss my homeland more than anything, but I knew I was missing so much from being away from the magical world, so I had to come back. Even if I had to sacrifice moving." Her Irish accent lilting at her words. She smiled though. Change was something she had always accepted, and a new adventure always prospered from change. "Greece? That must be different. I have never been, unless you count looking at pictures from travel magazines and books." She truly was still a bookish Ravenclaw at heart.

Wlaking into the work area Ryanne became overwhelmed. It was hr firsta day so she wanted to make a good impression. The room was full of office space and everyone seemed to be working on there own projects and a few where huddled together. she set off to find a cubicle.

Hello, Im Ryanne. Can you help me? This is my first day and im not sure what im supose to be doing>

Amused by her expression, he watched her move to stroke Marigold, still unpacking his belongings. "Thank you, a friend named her." His eyes were still on Marigold as the raven's only response to the woman's strokes was to turn her head towards Fionn. Her reaction to the woman didn't surprise him the least bit. "She likes her breast feathers stroked." He said to the woman as he flicked his wand and attached Marigold's perch to the side of his new desk. He shrugged his shoulders gently when questioned about her training. "She was a fast learner and has always been a calm bird. Aging has matured her, though, she's almost twelve." Which was still young for a domesticated raven, but still in the adult years.

Unpacking the last of his things, he then turned and listened to her speak about being homesick; something he experienced often. "I know the feeling. It was hard for me to leave my parents to come work here, but it was worth it." There were other reasons why he needed to leave Greece, but he wouldn't get into any of that now. A gentle grin on his face, he leaned against the desk and caressed Marigold's breast feathers. "It is different; its beautiful. The pictures don't do it justice. I lived in a small wizarding neighborhood near the coast most of my life." He sighed softly, thinking about his home country. "I usually take a trip there every few months to visit my parents."

Violet shook his hand and returned the smile. As Drago started speaking, she listened to him, her vibrant eyes never leaving his face. "Oh...really? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude," she said, blushing a little. "But, if you ever need a little help with the Division and Rin isn't around, I could answer any questions you might have, or whatever. I've been a Division Head longer than pretty much everyone here, I think."

"Greetings and salutations, everyone!" The department door flew open dramatically as the tall man bowed his head to fit his tall hat through the not-quite-as-tall doorway. There was a suspicious sway to his step, and smile on his face. With his squid topped cane in one hand, the other hand held a tightly corked bottle, which he held up for all to see.

"Who apprehended the elusive poltergeist of the firewhiskey brewery? I did!" Finding some newfound mirth, the black jacketed man laughed like he hadn't done so for years.

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Hello, Im Ryanne. Can you help me? This is my first day and im not sure what im supose to be doing>

"Hello, Ryanne." He gave her a warm smile. "Of course I can help. What division are you currently in?"

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Violet shook his hand and returned the smile. As Drago started speaking, she listened to him, her vibrant eyes never leaving his face. "Oh...really? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude," she said, blushing a little. "But, if you ever need a little help with the Division and Rin isn't around, I could answer any questions you might have, or whatever. I've been a Division Head longer than pretty much everyone here, I think."

He nodded, not showing any sign of offence. "Don't worry about it, Violet. We'll see where this takes us, and I'll ask when necessary. I'm the type that I prefer not to make a situation worse, even if that means asking for assistance."

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"Greetings and salutations, everyone!" The department door flew open dramatically as the tall man bowed his head to fit his tall hat through the not-quite-as-tall doorway. There was a suspicious sway to his step, and smile on his face. With his squid topped cane in one hand, the other hand held a tightly corked bottle, which he held up for all to see.

"Who apprehended the elusive poltergeist of the firewhiskey brewery? I did!" Finding some newfound mirth, the black jacketed man laughed like he hadn't done so for years.

Drago raised a brow at the other man. Okay, apparently while Drago was recovering from a mental breakdown and in the meanwhile Warren had a good mission. He wanted to bite the man. He knew the man could use it, though, and held back his sharper responses. "That's good to hear, Warren." He chuckled softly. "Especially as your new division head."

Violet smiled in relief, glad that he wasn't offended. "All right." She nodded in agreement. "I feel much the same way about conflict." Violet looked around the office, and all of a sudden was reminded of the big pile of papers she had to go through. "Well, I look forward to working with you, Drago. I'll talk to you soon, I expect. Now, if you'll please excuse me, I have a lot of work to do. So many newcomers, all at once!" she laughed.

Emerald nodded silently. "It sure would be nice to have someone here." she said. "But i get use to it." Emmy added with a smile.

"Im in department for the regualtion and control of magiacal creatures, werewolve regulation and capture unit." she said "I hope I can get started right waway.

"Ah, that would be Beast Division." He smiled softly. "I was actually there not too long ago. Particularly the Werewolf Capture Unit."

He looked about. He was just speaking to her. "Violet, just a moment. I found one of your newcomers!"

He looked back to the woman and held out a hand. "Drago Carracio, Spirit Division Head."

Violet, who was quite a ways away by this time, stopped and turned as Drago called after her. "What? Oh - of course." She walked back to where Drago stood with the newcomer.

Violet smiled at the woman. "And I'm Violet Silvermoon, Head of the Beast Division. I guess that makes me your Division Head," she said cheerfully. She held out a hand for her to shake. "I'll need to know your name, of course," she said.

In dire need of a break, Chad walked into the work area of his department. Everything seemed...normal. "How's everything going," he asked, the question directed to his new division heads.