Level 10 Office
 

While its nothing special, this small office is one of the few set aside for Wizengamot members and tends to be used mostly by the employees of the British Office of Magical Law when they need to go over cases, meet with members of the public or meet with employees of other departments as required. There is a plain wooden desk and comfortable-ish chairs, along with an empty book case and a self-watering pot plant. To one side is a squishy two seater couch and a scratchy rug covers the floor. A small floo can be found here, it links only to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and can only be activated with the right password. Naturally there are charms in place that allow waiting Wizengamot members to listen in on trials within the courtrooms, so that they will be prepared and know when to make their entrance.

If a non-DMLE employee wishes to make use of this office they may book it with the Department Head of Magical Law Enforcement.

Laurie had had enough of the MLE offices and all the racket that the bloody MLES head constantly made rambling on about this and that and trying to act important. CERTAIN people actually DID have IMPORTANT things to do. Today was a don't bother me or I will KILL you kind of day it seemed.

So now she sat at her desk in the bowels of the Ministry enjoying the solitude and actually getting her case files done for a change. At least down here had one benefit aside from keeping Mr. High and Mighty Auror away from her as well as Mr. Loud Mouth, it kept her from going off to find Hunter. She still didn't know what it was about him that drew her and she didn't like it.

As she was signing her name to yet another sheet of parchment she frowned as she heard VOICES. Who in the.... Dropping her quill she looked around expecting to hear someone coming to find her but the voices didn't get any louder. And they were talking about a memo.... What? Were they holding a meeting in one of her coutrooms? AND SHE WASN'T TOLD!!! Oh she'd have a talk with Evander alright. Hmph.

Ever the curious though she listened intently. To what might be said. Never hurt to have inside information.

WHAT. IN. THE. HELL.!!!!!

Laurie turned her head toward the fireplace as Evander, Mr. Obnoxious, and Gabriel walked out of it. Seriously...what was going on here. She had come down here for QUIET damn it.

She frowned as Damien made himself comfortable. "Gentleman..." she said looking at Evander curiously. Brief her on what?! She had just wanted to do her paperwork! Merlin....

"Alright boys what's going on?" And why the hell are you in my office making yourselves at home? UGH.

Brief her? Well yes, that made sense. They'd invade her space and proceeded to sit in her chairs, so it was only right. Gabriel nodded his understanding at the request. "Good luck, Van," he said, trying to sound encouraging without being showy.

She didn't look very happy. Gabe couldn't blame her, really. But he didn't know if it was because she wasn't keen on guests, or who the guests were. He didn't bother to ask.

"A meeting," Gabe stated, pointing in the direction of courtroom ten, from which voices were still emanating. "Minister Borr called one with the Department Heads. Evander isn't happy about....well, a few things going on, so he asked us to sit in here, listen in and be back up if he needs us." That was brief.

Before he could say anything else there was a loud bellow about jogging on the spot, and the room started to shake. "Either we're having an earthquake, or Borr is jogging as well...." Considering the mental image the latter was giving him, Gabriel was sort of hoping it wasn't that.

Damien's teeth were gritted and his fists clenched. He wanted NOTHING more at the moment than to bust through that door and duel D'Isigny and all of his lackeys to the death. ESPECIALLY that prat, Armen Recard.

As soon as Van came through Damien rose from his seat and nodded his head, not sure he trusted his voice to be as quiet as it needed to be given the situation.

Following behind Van he stepped into the Floo and made his way to Level 2 right behind his bossman.

Gavin appeared in the floo fireplace shortly after his companion, coughing at the dust that had come with them and covering his mouth with a clenched fist. Yeah, floo was definantly not a nice clean way to move from place to place. He looked around once he was settled, stepping out into the room proper...a room he had to admit he had never been in.

Not like he was MLE. And level 10 was filled with courtrooms that he prefered to stay out for any reason while he lived.

"So...our next case involves an actual criminal?" he asked not knowing what else to say. Though he had felt the need to break the silence some how and it had seemed the most fitting to appear normal to anyone else that might have ever seen the two of them.

Gavin brushed himself off as he awaited a response from his friend, the dust having settled on their clothes as well. Not that Ryan seemed to mind that part of the travel since he had apparently made no move to rectify the condition of his robes since he had landed in the floo moments before his own landing.

"Right...because we need tea," he responded with a quizzical eyebrow, the comment not to mention the horribly hidden laughter the law enforcement work gave in response to his presence was sending up questions in his mind. But in the end he followed Ryan obediantly out of the office like the dog he was in animangas form.

In one way and out another. It certainly seemed like they were going in circles.

From Level 2
 

Ivy's gaze followed Simon's, taking note of her surroundings as she was apt to do in unfamiliar locations. It just as quickly returned to him as he began to speak, though. She was eager to soak in any and all information he was willing to divulge.

"It is-a lot, I mean-but it'll all be beneficial to me in the coming weeks so I'm eager to learn it all and appreciative of your help." She smiled some, very clearly unbothered by the tour so far. "If I forget anything or have questions, believe me, I'll ask." She wasn't shy when it came to that.