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Office of the Minister for Magic, Althea Scabior
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He had expected to have some dealings with the powers that be at one point or another with the change of having a new minister and thus a new administration. It was par for the course so that Althea Scabior, whom he had once worked with as a department head, would know about was up in place already and for him to know how she might want him and his division to proceed from here on out until there was a new minister somewhere down the line. However, this wasn’t how Simon had wanted to have this happen. A summons to the minister’s office was one thing, but it was after the fiasco at the department meeting. A fiasco that the woman in question had witnessed and essentially walked out on clearly unimpressed. Talk about a time to delve into his reserve of resolve and bravery in face of potential drama as he made his way one level up and through the various barriers to where he needed to go. A polite greeting to first the junior undersecretary in one office and then the senior undersecretary and her office before finally he was allowed to approach the closed one that stood between him and his appointment. And then a couple of simple knocks were given to give notice of his arrival. |
Althea had made time especially to speak with the head of security, a young man who was familiar to her and yet that wasn't the reason she had high expectations from him. She knew he'd undergone training with Evander Bole, and that he'd been one of the first to go through the YATI program when it had first been established, not so long before she had worked here on level 3. To Althea this meant several things: firstly that the young man had loyalty to the ministry (he had been here for quite some time after all), and secondly that his training had been in depth and was top notch. So it was little wonder that he was now head of security. |
Simon stood in steady silence as he waited for a response to his knocks. The ever so faint sound of footsteps might have been heard from the other side of the door, confirmed as the door was soon opened and he was greeted by the former professor and department head turned minister he had come to meet with. He inclined his head in acceptance of her invitation inside, biting back a groan at the mention of mysterious boxes. Instead he played it cool as he moved into the room. “No…I come empty handed, Minister” he remarked, noting the eyebrow from the woman. His eyes almost unconsciously flickered around the office on habit, the security man taking in his surroundings as she offered an option of seat. Glancing briefly between the two areas in debate and trying not to think too much on how his choice might be seen, Simon finally opted for the more casual. That didn’t stop him however from sitting fully upright and not totally relaxed against the back of the chair. It wasn’t as if he could forget that this was still a duty and not a friendly visit to congratulate Althea Scabior of her successful return to the ministry. |
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"Just as well." Althea said with a small smile and then moved over to join him at the casual seating area. She herself perfectly at ease as she sat down, one foot slightly behind the other, knees primly together, but otherwise quite relaxed. |
Simon quietly observed her join him in the more casual seating, awaiting where it was the woman wanted to begin with their discussion. There was the chance that what had transpired down on Level 2 during her visit would come up first and foremost and the auror-turned-security man was as ready as he could be in that case. Everything else was relatively straightforward and things he planned on sharing anyhow given the change of command of the ministry. “Well there are the more obvious measures,” he started first, most of them long-standing in the history of the ministry. “These include but aren’t limited to the wand weighing and scanning…the random periodic patrols around the various areas of the ministry. Mostly performed by security though other members of the MLE have been helpful at times.” And not helpful at others, the years that a certain department head that had taken over from Emily came to mind. Simon had had to smooth over more than enough feathers and put out enough fires for something that was supposed to HELP his division. “Then there are the more exterior measures, securing against any vulnerabilities such as the ways we used or considered using when locked out of the Ministry a few years back.” Including the one concerning the very office they were seated in this very moment. If they could use it to get it, it could have been used by others if charms and protocols weren’t added. Discreetly of course given the muggle world that surrounded them. As for observations and recommendations… “I wonder if perhaps something could be put in place between levels to individually contain them if necessary.” Level 9 and 10 had a bit more security than the rest due to the nature of what they did but the rest were pretty open. “That way if something goes wrong with creatures from Level four, brooms from Level 6, suspects coming from Level 2 or anything else for that matter, they could be cut off from escape with more efficiency. “ |
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Althea listened attentively, not being one to ask questions if she didn't truly seek the answers. And too, it was a good measure of how suitable the young man in front of her would be for her needs too, and those of the Ministry itself of course. She required more than simple adequacy, which she was wholly aware was often the state of things in the past. So far though, she was pleased. |
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“I’ll be sure to do that,” Simon said at the request for a report, making a mental note to see to it after returning to the office. Well most of it. He would have to look further into certain things for his idea at least so it wasn’t an immediate thing he could do. “Very well,” he added with a nod to show her as she looked at him that he was following along. Gidyun, at least, was one like Emily that he trusted to let him do what he needed to do when he needed to do it. Not that the fact that the Minister of Magic's endorsement didn't make that far more smoother. As for the construction, yes, he had noticed what had been going on. Hard to miss, even for the one’s not making patrols of the level in question on a semi-regular basis. “I would certainly appreciate that,” he admitted concerning her planned report in turn. It would help not only himself but make it easier to get the rest of his team up to specs on the matter. Knowing your surroundings well was a good deal of what security work required so you could ensure it was protected the best way possible. And look...a hands-on leader. But then Althea was a well-known charmer. |
Maybe her performance at the Law Enforcement trainings had caught someone's attention, or maybe it was her CV and experience, but either way, Becca had been promoted and asked to come to the Minister's office. The red-head wasn't worried about the meeting, nor was she expecting anything major to come out of it. Unless they wanted to raise her pay, because that would be totally okay with her. She'd never turn down more money, what with four kids. The boys went through trousers at an alarming rate - probably from climbing all those trees - and the girls just wanted all sorts of things. While they got what they wanted generally, they weren't spoilt and had to earn treats by doing chores or learning new things and presenting them to her and Gid. It had been something Becca had thought up when the boys came home wanting to tell them everything they had learnt and the girls wanted to learn it too. It was the perfect way to get the boys to speak and the girls to listen and learn! Either way, Becca had brought some bits of paperwork with her and a self-inking quill just for notes. Her ankles crossed as she leant back against the wall, waiting for Althea to open the door after she'd knocked. It was a habit of hers, being early. It would be nice if everyone could develop that habit. |
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It had been a trying time for Althea lately, mostly because there were seemingly roadblocks every which way she turned when it came to organizing the WERPS summit. All the international permitting had been arranged, but the dates had been pushed back twice thusfar thanks to delays from a petition that had been submitted to the International Confederation of Wizards. It was ridiculous. That and the department head who had formerly, and erroneously in her opinion but then it had predated her own appointment, been in charge of the entirety of level four, had suddenly disappeared. Just... gone. Resigned effective immediately, many projects and the like just abandoned, the entire Environment and Creatures departments left without direction.... Althea had needed to move fast, and had hired two replacement heads. One per department as it should be. |
Memo from DoM! Addison may have been in a bit of a hurry with gathering up her department and heading off to Hogwarts to see what could be done there. Before she could rush out however she did grab a spare sheet of parchment and her quill to jot down a quick note. It was done in a quick but neat scrawl, the parchment then folded with Althea's name written on the front. With a wave of her wand, Addi, cast a non-verbal spell allowing the note to fly off in pursuit of finding whom it was addressed to no matter where the women might be. The small folded parchment found it's way into the ministers office landing lightly on the desk before her. On one side was the women's name, on the other the crest of the DoM. SPOILER!!: Memo |
As the door opened, Becca straightened up and smiled warmly at the Minister. "Merlin, please do call me Becca." Just because she'd married Gid, it didn't mean people had to call her Mrs or use her last name. She had a first name and it was a fairly good one. Just as she was about to step into the office, a memo that had some urgency about it flew right past her ear and to the Minister. Looking amused, Becca shook her head. "You're a busy woman." It had been a while since Becca herself had been that in demand... if you discounted when one of the kids had a tantrum. Once she was sure that her way wasn't going to be blocked by another memo that thought it owned the world, Becca stepped into the Minister's office. "What would you like me to call you, Minister?" Her response to that question would give Becca information on the woman's connection with other people. "Oh, I apologise. Your memo seems important. I can wait until you've read it." Her hands that were full of paperwork moved to behind her back as she looked at the office instead of the Minister. Privacy when reading memos was something Becca believed in. |
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