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Election EraAll historical records pertaining to Ministry of Magic RPG under Ministers for Magic, Sherman Clark [IC January 2086 - December 2089; OOC February 2015 - June 2016] & Althea Scabior [IC January 2090 - December 2093; OOC February 2016 - June 2017]
Quinn put her coffee cup down - no one else take it - so that her spraying could go quicker. It certainly seemed like a small solution to what seemed like a hopeless problem. She sprayed under tables and such, continuing to think. If it was just chizpurfles, which she remembered from her COMC class, then why did it take so long to be figured out?
Sometimes she reeeeallly didn't get the government.
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Quinn was spraying like her life depended on it. Not that it did, exactly, but she, being an artist, had a personal vendetta against messes and those who cause them. So she wanted to get ALL the chizpurfles out of her nice and clean workspace, yes.
Oh, hello young redhead. Cynthia was pretty sure she hadn't met this fellow coffee lover before. Seriously, how was she supposed to keep track of the giant government? Truth was, she was still new there and barely knew anyone. Plus, she wasn't that friendly unless she thought she'd get a reward. Cynthia was a bit obsessed with her job.
"Hello," she offered. "Have I met you before? Something like...Emma? Sorry, I'm probably wrong."
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Harland frowned but didn't respond. He was really trying to hide exactly how displeased he was. Not just with how the Ministry had been running for the past few months, but also with the state of affairs in his personal life as well. But that was a horse of a different color altogether.
Harland flicked his wand as he walked to an empty area of the cubicles and caught the squirt bottle as it zoomed toward his outstretched palm. He showed no mercy in the spraying of the office. He was ready to get rid of these pesks, whatever they may be and get back to work.
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This was outrageous, if you asked Cynthia. She would think the Ministry was protected against such happenings. Unfortunately, they'd just have to keep spraying. These people didn't seem to be able to prevent chizpurfle infestations! Really?
The whole room smelled like the aerosol cans. In other words, there wasn't any fresh air around. Cynthia burst into a violent fit of coughing. At least the spray seemed to be working. The nests were dying and no chizpurfles were in sight.
"How in Merlin's name did we let this happen?" the witch asked with a slight hint of edginess.
With each spray from the bottle, dozens upon dozens of chizpurfles keeled over and twitched their tiny clawed legs. But only for a short time as the solution in those bottles of yours is quite potent!
Dmitry continued to spray around the room, making sure that no spot was missed. He was absorbed by the task and wasn't paying too much attention to those around him until he heard, what was probably a rhetorical, question from Cynthia. "To be fair I don't think you could say we exactly let this happen," at least he hadn't. And if anyone was to blame it probably wasn't Cooperation.
Turning back to his work Dmitry really hoped that all the Chizpurfles would soon be exterminated. He really had no desire to have anything of his destroyed just because not all of them died when they were supposed too.
Dmitry continued to spray around the room, making sure that no spot was missed. He was absorbed by the task and wasn't paying too much attention to those around him until he heard, what was probably a rhetorical, question from Cynthia. "To be fair I don't think you could say we exactly let this happen," at least he hadn't. And if anyone was to blame it probably wasn't Cooperation.
Turning back to his work Dmitry really hoped that all the Chizpurfles would soon be exterminated. He really had no desire to have anything of his destroyed just because not all of them died when they were supposed too.
Cynthia spun around in surprise. She had meant her question to be left up in the air. Rhetorical, wasn't that the word? But Dmitry was now talking to her. The witch was still getting used to normal social interactions, but she was finding them oddly pleasant lately.
"True," Cynthia agreed. "IMC didn't do this. If anyone, the Magical Creatures department should have been more prepared." How 'bout them apples? It was true. Their division hadn't done anything except for communicate with other countries. They were innocent!
Returning from the other areas around level 5 he overheard a little of the conversation. "I don't believe any of us really planned on this happening either." he said shaking his head with a sigh. "I know all of us that have been in these offices lost some very personal items, and some that probably can never be replaced." Merlin, he had pictures that were gone even! He started working on getting things cleaned up with his wand and just sorting out the rubbish from what could be salvaged.
"Whoever might have caused the infestation will be caught if there was anyone. If not...well I guess we just have to make do." he said quietly shaking his head. Not to mention replacing and or fixing desks, chairs and anything else. Merlin he'd not even looked at the employee records!
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Oh, hello young redhead. Cynthia was pretty sure she hadn't met this fellow coffee lover before. Seriously, how was she supposed to keep track of the giant government? Truth was, she was still new there and barely knew anyone. Plus, she wasn't that friendly unless she thought she'd get a reward. Cynthia was a bit obsessed with her job.
"Hello," she offered. "Have I met you before? Something like...Emma? Sorry, I'm probably wrong."
Quinn looked up to see a woman she had definitely seen around looking at her. She straightened up and wiped her dirty hands (from the cleaning - how ironic) on her slacks. "Quinn. Maybe you got the Emma from Emmell? 'S my last name." She gave a polite smile before gesturing towards the other woman, as if saying and you are? Quinn was absolutely dreadful at names, sorry to her coworkers.
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Returning from the other areas around level 5 he overheard a little of the conversation. "I don't believe any of us really planned on this happening either." he said shaking his head with a sigh. "I know all of us that have been in these offices lost some very personal items, and some that probably can never be replaced." Merlin, he had pictures that were gone even! He started working on getting things cleaned up with his wand and just sorting out the rubbish from what could be salvaged.
"Whoever might have caused the infestation will be caught if there was anyone. If not...well I guess we just have to make do." he said quietly shaking his head. Not to mention replacing and or fixing desks, chairs and anything else. Merlin he'd not even looked at the employee records!
But she knew her boss. "If I can do anything specific to help, just shout at me." Well, don't shout at her, that would be slightly intimidating. Holler. That was the word.
Quinn looked up to see a woman she had definitely seen around looking at her. She straightened up and wiped her dirty hands (from the cleaning - how ironic) on her slacks. "Quinn. Maybe you got the Emma from Emmell? 'S my last name." She gave a polite smile before gesturing towards the other woman, as if saying and you are? Quinn was absolutely dreadful at names, sorry to her coworkers.
Quinn. Yes, that seemed vaguely familiar. Cynthia was usually good with names, but everything was a little messed up today. The witch was still in a little shock, as she'd gotten to bed too late from freaking out about the Ministry situation.
"I'm Cynthia de la Rosa. Call me Cynthia." She said that because one too many people had tried to call her Cindy, which Cynthia abhorred. "Yes, probably." Emma, Emmell. That was a logical mistake.
Cynthia spun around in surprise. She had meant her question to be left up in the air. Rhetorical, wasn't that the word? But Dmitry was now talking to her. The witch was still getting used to normal social interactions, but she was finding them oddly pleasant lately.
"True," Cynthia agreed. "IMC didn't do this. If anyone, the Magical Creatures department should have been more prepared." How 'bout them apples? It was true. Their division hadn't done anything except for communicate with other countries. They were innocent!
Dmitry nodded in acknowledgement of Cynthia's words. Magical Creatures might have been partly to blame for this mess, but then the real department or person to blame was whoever let the lockout happen in the first place. He couldn't help but wonder if someone within the ministry had been responsible for it. Although that was probably just his overactive imagination.
Giving a last spritz with his spray bottle, finally using up all the liquid that was inside Dmitry turned his eyes back to the mess that surrounded them all. This was going to take a while.
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Returning from the other areas around level 5 he overheard a little of the conversation. "I don't believe any of us really planned on this happening either." he said shaking his head with a sigh. "I know all of us that have been in these offices lost some very personal items, and some that probably can never be replaced." Merlin, he had pictures that were gone even! He started working on getting things cleaned up with his wand and just sorting out the rubbish from what could be salvaged.
"Whoever might have caused the infestation will be caught if there was anyone. If not...well I guess we just have to make do." he said quietly shaking his head. Not to mention replacing and or fixing desks, chairs and anything else. Merlin he'd not even looked at the employee records!
"Where do you want us to start with the clean up?" Dmitry asked politely as he set the spray bottle back where the man from the other level had left them. He was mildly irritated that he'd be expected to clean up this mess instead of getting into proper work but he made sure not to let that irritation leak into his voice or show in his expression. At least everyone was going to be pitching in for the clean up. He was just really hoping that at least some of the files would be salvageable .
He chewed on his lip as Dmitry asked where he'd like him to begin. Tossing another bunch of rubbish into a box he'd conjured, he finally spoke "Cynthia...Harland and Quinn, how about the three of you work on the Testing room and see what can be salvaged and what needs to be binned. Put together a list of items that needs replacing and get that to me when possible. I'll try to have that all replenished by the time we're back from holidays."
Looking towards Dmitry and...ugh Stephen. Dang why hadn't he chosen Harland or even Quinn to stay here, "Dmitry and Stephen, the two of you and I will work on here in the main office, see what we can do about getting things back in order and even maybe putting some walls up once again maybe. I'll get the desks, tables, chairs and cabinets ordered as soon as I can."
"I'll take this corner," Dmitry declared, gesturing to a section of the main room that looked to have a decent, but not too sizeable, amount of damage. He may not like being on clean up duty but he also didn't want to appear to be shirking his duties by taking a part of the room that seemed to have the least damage. Walking over to the space he'd indicated Dmitry couldn't help but sigh as he took in the mess.
There were a few broken chairs and desks and lots and lots of paperwork. Leaving his wand holstered for the minute Dmitry crouched down and began to sift through the mess of paper by hand. A lot of it was torn to shreds and would have to get chucked away more than likely but it seemed that the Chizpurfles hadn't chewed through everything because there were a few pages here and there that were still intact. Dmitry gathered those papers together as best he could before putting them out of the way. He didn't know if they were at all important, they probably weren't, and the pages seemed to be random, probably nothing useful anymore without the full documents that they belonged to but it was probably best to keep them just in case something could be pieced together from them.
That done he rolled up his sleeves, unholstered his wand and conjured a garbage bag for the mess to go into. Starting with the paperwork that was too shredded to be useful Dmitry began levitating items into the garbage bag. At least they didn't have to do the clean up the muggle way.
He chewed on his lip as Dmitry asked where he'd like him to begin. Tossing another bunch of rubbish into a box he'd conjured, he finally spoke "Cynthia...Harland and Quinn, how about the three of you work on the Testing room and see what can be salvaged and what needs to be binned. Put together a list of items that needs replacing and get that to me when possible. I'll try to have that all replenished by the time we're back from holidays."
Looking towards Dmitry and...ugh Stephen. Dang why hadn't he chosen Harland or even Quinn to stay here, "Dmitry and Stephen, the two of you and I will work on here in the main office, see what we can do about getting things back in order and even maybe putting some walls up once again maybe. I'll get the desks, tables, chairs and cabinets ordered as soon as I can."
A new assignment. The Testing room was supposed to be the main part of Cynthia's job, after all. That wasn't going to happen if she didn't get it all cleaned up. Because if it was nearly as bad as the cubicles, it could take days. With the whole Department here, they weren't nearly done with the one room they'd been working on.
"Uh-huh," Cynthia nodded. Oh, how she enjoyed following commands. They made her feel like she served a purpose. "We'll get right on it." For the Testing room could take forever to clean...
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Harland looked up from the cornerwhere he had been working intently when he heard Gidyun say his name. To the testing room it was... Harland looked bleakly at what appeared to be a pretty clean and repaired corner, but it wasn't Harland-approved yet. It took a lot for something to be completed to the standards Harland kept himself out.
Buuuuuut he was also starting to get kind of sweaty and could use a stop at the loo on his way to his newly-assigned room. "Sounds good, boss," Harland said with a slight thumbs up. He made a beeline for the toilets and came out a few moments later brushing of his hands, ready to get back to work.
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Quinn nodded slowly at her boss, then straightened up. To the testing room it was, to see if anything was still usable. And Cynthia. That seemed vaguely familiar. She smiled at Cynthia, then turned to walk to the testing room. Ahhh, orderly work again.
Striding into the work are, a fresh cup of tea in hand, Dmitry was almost shocked at the transformation. With new furniture inside the space looked quite nice. Now he just had to choose a cubicle to make his own. He wouldn't be putting any personal items in it though. Just in case the Chizpurfle fiasco happened again.
Walking around he spotted an unclaimed cubicle in the corner near the window and decided it would be his work space from now on. Setting his tea and files on the desk Dmitry took a minute to stand by the window and appreciate the view. After relaxing for a few minutes he sat down at his desk and pulled his employee information form towards himself. The first question was easy enough, requesting his name, and Dmitry let himself become absorbed by filling it in.
Having exited the conference room feeling a little more informed about what she would be doing in the coming months, Nikki entered the cubicle area and looked around with an impressed expression. Wow. The department had updated their look very nicely since she had been gone. Could it possibly have something to do with whatever Gidyun had mentioned during their meeting? About losing everything on the level? It was a good thing she hadn't kept anything sentimental on her desk...
She searched around the area looking for a cubicle that would suit her and settled in once she found it. She placed her folder down, but kept hold of her coffee cup. She had seen some other employees head in here, maybe it was a good idea to start making friends? She walked around, looking to see if anyone was actually here. In one of the corner offices she spotted the guy with the complicated last name from the meeting and approached his work space. "Hi, Dmitry right?" she asked with a smile.
Ah, the cubicles. This time, just where they should be, and clean at that. She took a brief glance and chose a cubicle with a window. Cynthia enjoyed watching wizards and muggles alike pass by. She was a natural-born observer.
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Striding into the work are, a fresh cup of tea in hand, Dmitry was almost shocked at the transformation. With new furniture inside the space looked quite nice. Now he just had to choose a cubicle to make his own. He wouldn't be putting any personal items in it though. Just in case the Chizpurfle fiasco happened again.
Walking around he spotted an unclaimed cubicle in the corner near the window and decided it would be his work space from now on. Setting his tea and files on the desk Dmitry took a minute to stand by the window and appreciate the view. After relaxing for a few minutes he sat down at his desk and pulled his employee information form towards himself. The first question was easy enough, requesting his name, and Dmitry let himself become absorbed by filling it in.
"Hello," Cynthia began. Hopefully everyone could forget that she'd been late to the meeting. The sooner the better. "Did you have a nice break, Dmitry?" She was trying to be friendly, but it wasn't her strong point. Conversations were mostly strained and uncomfortable.
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Having exited the conference room feeling a little more informed about what she would be doing in the coming months, Nikki entered the cubicle area and looked around with an impressed expression. Wow. The department had updated their look very nicely since she had been gone. Could it possibly have something to do with whatever Gidyun had mentioned during their meeting? About losing everything on the level? It was a good thing she hadn't kept anything sentimental on her desk...
She searched around the area looking for a cubicle that would suit her and settled in once she found it. She placed her folder down, but kept hold of her coffee cup. She had seen some other employees head in here, maybe it was a good idea to start making friends? She walked around, looking to see if anyone was actually here. In one of the corner offices she spotted the guy with the complicated last name from the meeting and approached his work space. "Hi, Dmitry right?" she asked with a smile.
Cynthia spotted another person nearby. She had wavy blond hair. The brunette witch didn't think she'd met her before.
"What is your name?" she asked. "I'm Cynthia de la Rosa. Just Cynthia." You'd be shocked at how many times someone had tried to call her Cindy. But wow! Two new employees. Hopefully the new year would be better than the last.
Having exited the conference room feeling a little more informed about what she would be doing in the coming months, Nikki entered the cubicle area and looked around with an impressed expression. Wow. The department had updated their look very nicely since she had been gone. Could it possibly have something to do with whatever Gidyun had mentioned during their meeting? About losing everything on the level? It was a good thing she hadn't kept anything sentimental on her desk...
She searched around the area looking for a cubicle that would suit her and settled in once she found it. She placed her folder down, but kept hold of her coffee cup. She had seen some other employees head in here, maybe it was a good idea to start making friends? She walked around, looking to see if anyone was actually here. In one of the corner offices she spotted the guy with the complicated last name from the meeting and approached his work space. "Hi, Dmitry right?" she asked with a smile.
Dmitry was normally an observant person, years with the MLE back home had trained him to be, constant vigilantee...no wait, that wasn't right, ahh yes, constant vigilance. But apparently not this time. On the plus side though he'd filled out quite a bit of the form. This lack of vigilance was why he hadn't noticed that someone was approaching his desk until they spoke his name in an unfamiliar voice. Nevertheless he didn't allow his shock to show and merely finished the sentence he was writing before lifting his head to see what he could do to help.
"That's right, and you're Nikki?" He inquired, giving her a small smile and his full attention. While he wanted to get the form finished he had time to chat and he didn't think Gidyun would mind. "You can take a seat if you'd like," he offered, gesturing towards a chair in front of his desk. He wasn't sure how long this conversation was going to take, not that he really minded, and figured that she might be more comfortable if she were sitting down rather than standing around.
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Ah, the cubicles. This time, just where they should be, and clean at that. She took a brief glance and chose a cubicle with a window. Cynthia enjoyed watching wizards and muggles alike pass by. She was a natural-born observer.
"Hello," Cynthia began. Hopefully everyone could forget that she'd been late to the meeting. The sooner the better. "Did you have a nice break, Dmitry?" She was trying to be friendly, but it wasn't her strong point. Conversations were mostly strained and uncomfortable.
Cynthia spotted another person nearby. She had wavy blond hair. The brunette witch didn't think she'd met her before.
"What is your name?" she asked. "I'm Cynthia de la Rosa. Just Cynthia." You'd be shocked at how many times someone had tried to call her Cindy. But wow! Two new employees. Hopefully the new year would be better than the last.
"Cynthia," Dmitry acknowledged the other woman with a polite nod of the head, not really expecting much conversation from her. While they'd talked briefly in the past he'd gotten the feeling that social interactions maybe weren't quite her thing. Which was why he was slightly surprised when she asked about his holidays. Maybe she wasn't as bad at small talk as he'd assumed.
"They were alright, we went to my grandparents house in Moscow this year instead of staying in Petersburg like we normally do which was nice. I also got sent back last night with more food than I now what to do with, but that's part and parcel with my babushka around this time," he informed her, voice fond as he talked about his family. His grandparents were getting on in years and he couldn't help but think that Christmas' at their house in either city might soon become nothing but a fond memory.
"How were your holidays? Also, congratulations on making Division Head." Dmitry figured that he could hold two conversations at once, especially since Cynthia was introducing herself to Nikki now. Which, in all honesty wouldn't have had to be done if Cynthia hadn't been late the first day back. Since Gidyun hadn't said anything to her about walking into the meeting just as it ended though Dmitry thought it best not to mention it.
[color=#50A6C2]Dmitry was normally an observant person, years with the MLE back home had trained him to be, constant vigilantee...no wait, that wasn't right, ahh yes, constant vigilance. But apparently not this time. On the plus side though he'd filled out quite a bit of the form. This lack of vigilance was why he hadn't noticed that someone was approaching his desk until they spoke his name in an unfamiliar voice. Nevertheless he didn't allow his shock to show and merely finished the sentence he was writing before lifting his head to see what he could do to help.
"That's right, and you're Nikki?" He inquired, giving her a small smile and his full attention. While he wanted to get the form finished he had time to chat and he didn't think Gidyun would mind. "You can take a seat if you'd like," he offered, gesturing towards a chair in front of his desk. He wasn't sure how long this conversation was going to take, not that he really minded, and figured that she might be more comfortable if she were sitting down rather than standing around.
Oh good. She had gotten his name right. Nikki wasn't the best with putting names to faces all the time - yes, even if she had just met them a couple minutes ago - and was quite proud herself for not confusing Dmitry with crankier old man back in the conference room. Something told her that it would not be taken very humorously if she had. "Yes I am. It's nice to meet you." she said slipping into the seat he had gestured. Alright, so far, so good!
She took a sip of her coffee and looked out the window by his office for a moment before returning her gaze to him. "I thought it might be a good idea to go around a personal introduce myself since I've been gone so long." she explained.
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Cynthia spotted another person nearby. She had wavy blond hair. The brunette witch didn't think she'd met her before.
"What is your name?" she asked. "I'm Cynthia de la Rosa. Just Cynthia." You'd be shocked at how many times someone had tried to call her Cindy. But wow! Two new employees. Hopefully the new year would be better than the last.
Nikki looked up as another employee approached Dmitry's desk and instantly recognized them as the woman who had shown up a tad late. Well, everyone had one of those off days didn't they? She smiled at the woman and extended her free hand. "It's nice to meet you Cynthia. I'm Nicolette Finn, but Nikki will do." she said offering smile. "I don't believe we've met before, right?" Merlin, she had been gone way too long.
"Cynthia," Dmitry acknowledged the other woman with a polite nod of the head, not really expecting much conversation from her. While they'd talked briefly in the past he'd gotten the feeling that social interactions maybe weren't quite her thing. Which was why he was slightly surprised when she asked about his holidays. Maybe she wasn't as bad at small talk as he'd assumed.
"They were alright, we went to my grandparents house in Moscow this year instead of staying in Petersburg like we normally do which was nice. I also got sent back last night with more food than I now what to do with, but that's part and parcel with my babushka around this time," he informed her, voice fond as he talked about his family. His grandparents were getting on in years and he couldn't help but think that Christmas' at their house in either city might soon become nothing but a fond memory.
"How were your holidays? Also, congratulations on making Division Head." Dmitry figured that he could hold two conversations at once, especially since Cynthia was introducing herself to Nikki now. Which, in all honesty wouldn't have had to be done if Cynthia hadn't been late the first day back. Since Gidyun hadn't said anything to her about walking into the meeting just as it ended though Dmitry thought it best not to mention it.
Cynthia smiled and nodded. She didn't know what to say. Dmitry seemed surprised that she was talking at all. In all honesty, so was she. But hearing about other people's vacations helped her more than made her jealous. At least her coworkers had fun over break.
No, she shouldn't say that. Papá was perfectly fine; not even a bother most of the time. So what if she didn't leave England? There was always next year.
"Okay," Cynthia said honestly. "I was just catching up with my dad and doing errands." Even though they lived in the same town, Cynthia was usually so busy with work. She saw her father about once a month. "Thanks!" And yeah, there was the fact that she'd received a promotion.
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Nikki looked up as another employee approached Dmitry's desk and instantly recognized them as the woman who had shown up a tad late. Well, everyone had one of those off days didn't they? She smiled at the woman and extended her free hand. "It's nice to meet you Cynthia. I'm Nicolette Finn, but Nikki will do." she said offering smile. "I don't believe we've met before, right?" Merlin, she had been gone way too long.
Nikki. Cynthia didn't often feel comfortable with nicknames, but if Nicolette wanted to be known as Nikki, so be it. The name did seem to fit this woman she spoke to. Friendly and maybe a tad shy.
"No, I don't think we've met," Cynthia confirmed."It's a pleasure." The witch awkwardly nodded and kind of ended the conversation. One was a big enough number. She did hope Nikki had a good time in IMC, new or not.
Oh good. She had gotten his name right. Nikki wasn't the best with putting names to faces all the time - yes, even if she had just met them a couple minutes ago - and was quite proud herself for not confusing Dmitry with crankier old man back in the conference room. Something told her that it would not be taken very humorously if she had. "Yes I am. It's nice to meet you." she said slipping into the seat he had gestured. Alright, so far, so good!
She took a sip of her coffee and looked out the window by his office for a moment before returning her gaze to him. "I thought it might be a good idea to go around a personal introduce myself since I've been gone so long." she explained.
Good, he had gotten her name correct. Not that he thought he had it wrong in the first place. Names were something he remembered easily but since Nikki had been unsure of his own name he figured he'd double check. "It's nice to meet you as well," he told her, although he was pretty sure he'd said that back in the conference room this was a one on one introduction now so he'd stick to the niceties. Wouldn't do to let all those etiquette lessons go to waste.
"If you don't mind me asking, how long have you been gone for?" she didn't have to answer if she didn't want to but she'd brought it up first so Dmitry figured it was safe to ask her. He figured that it had been longer than Charles had been working here, and that had been quite a while from what he remembered, as the two hadn't seemed to know each other.
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Cynthia smiled and nodded. She didn't know what to say. Dmitry seemed surprised that she was talking at all. In all honesty, so was she. But hearing about other people's vacations helped her more than made her jealous. At least her coworkers had fun over break.
No, she shouldn't say that. Papá was perfectly fine; not even a bother most of the time. So what if she didn't leave England? There was always next year.
"Okay," Cynthia said honestly. "I was just catching up with my dad and doing errands." Even though they lived in the same town, Cynthia was usually so busy with work. She saw her father about once a month. "Thanks!" And yeah, there was the fact that she'd received a promotion.
Just catching up with her dad? That seemed nice. The holidays were for family after all. "It's good that you got to spend time with your father. The best part of the Christmas and New Year break is spending it with the people you love," Dmitry opined, not quite sure what else to say. He really didn't know Cynthia all that well and he didn't want to say anything that might give the impression that he was prying when it might not be welcome.
Much better if he let her add to the conversation if she wanted to or let it die if she didn't. Either way the choice was in Cynthia's hands.
Good, he had gotten her name correct. Not that he thought he had it wrong in the first place. Names were something he remembered easily but since Nikki had been unsure of his own name he figured he'd double check. "It's nice to meet you as well," he told her, although he was pretty sure he'd said that back in the conference room this was a one on one introduction now so he'd stick to the niceties. Wouldn't do to let all those etiquette lessons go to waste.
"If you don't mind me asking, how long have you been gone for?" she didn't have to answer if she didn't want to but she'd brought it up first so Dmitry figured it was safe to ask her. He figured that it had been longer than Charles had been working here, and that had been quite a while from what he remembered, as the two hadn't seemed to know each other.
Nikki nodded, taking another sip of her coffee. So this was going well. She had been worried about having to make new friends at work again. Making a first impression had always been important to her. They would determine how the rest of her relationships with the employees on the floor would be like.
She cleared her throat at Dmitry's question and shook her head. "No no, it's fine." she said. It wasn't really that big of a deal. She had expected questions like these to come up. " Its probably like a year and a half to two years, I can't really remember. I had some family business back in Italy to deal with." she explained shrugging. "I used to work with the Magical Product Testing Section. It wasn't really my thing." she added chuckling.
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Nikki. Cynthia didn't often feel comfortable with nicknames, but if Nicolette wanted to be known as Nikki, so be it. The name did seem to fit this woman she spoke to. Friendly and maybe a tad shy.
"No, I don't think we've met," Cynthia confirmed."It's a pleasure." The witch awkwardly nodded and kind of ended the conversation. One was a big enough number. She did hope Nikki had a good time in IMC, new or not.
Well, maybe her first impressions weren't going as smooth as she thought. Nikki retracted her ignored extended hand and rubbed it nervously against her skirt. "Likewise." she said in response to Cynthia's nicety. The conversation seemed to suddenly stop at that, and Nikki assumed that maybe Cynthia just wasn't in the mood to talk to that many employees today.
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Harland brushed off his hands as he came through the conference room doors and back out into the main cubicle area. As usual, he was in mostly black - his pants, his shoes, his tie, and even his underwear. The one exception was his white button down shirt; usually that was black, too, but laundry time had come and gone that week and, well, there Harland was wearing a white shirt to work for the first time in several years. Weird.
He slid his hands into his pockets as he weaved his way through the squares of in the center of the room and past a group of his coworkers her idly chitchatting about holidays and their new or returning status as an employee. He would have stopped, but Harland didn't chitchat. One bit of the conversation did reach his ears, however.
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She cleared her throat at Dmitry's question and shook her head. "No no, it's fine." she said. It wasn't really that big of a deal. She had expected questions like these to come up. " Its probably like a year and a half to two years, I can't really remember. I had some family business back in Italy to deal with." she explained shrugging. "I used to work with the Magical Product Testing Section. It wasn't really my thing." she added chuckling.
"I don't think Magical Product Testing is really anybody's 'thing' but somebody has to take one for the team," said Harland, turning to them as he spoke and continuing his walk to his desk backwards. He shrugged slightly as he finished his sentence, remembering only too well his time in that particular division. "I'm sure you'll find most anything else in the office more enjoyable than that," he added with a slight grin as he turned yet again and made the last few steps to his desk.
Oh, his desk. It looked pretty bare now that everything was back in working order at the Ministry. He wasn't risking bringing many things from home with the last two times ending in stolen items and bite marks. He mentally shuddered. Things with that many teeth freaked him out a little.
Pulling the form Gidyun had passed to him out of his pocket, Harland put his quill temporarily in his mouth to smooth out the folds of the document so he could more easily fill it out and get it on the boss's desk. He liked very much to be punctual.
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Breezing into the cubicle areas, Charles looked around to see everyone's reactions to his redecoration before heading to the cubicle he'd claimed before the meeting. It was in the other corner by a window. Apparently Dmitry had taken it upon himself to take the other window corner desk. He settled down, and started sorting out paperwork. He had to be SUPER organised now, since he was the only Ambassador. He muttered under his breath as he sorted everything out, but looked very concentrated.
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