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RECEPTION AND WAITING AREA
Is there a problem? Did you witness a crime? Have something to report? Stop by the reception desk and someone will help you as soon as they can. There's an instant coffee machine shoved off in one corner with a few chairs. Fill out one of the forms by the coffee machine and send it by paper airplane to the division you are seeking, or to the individual you wish to speak with.
Feel free to help yourself to the coffee while you wait.
OOC: Everyone and anyone is welcome to RP here! Our receptionist is a NPC (non-playable character) by the name of Muriel. She's efficient and quiet (because obviously there's nobody RPing her! If you address her nobody will respond.) If your character is here to visit with a DMLE employee, you can feel free to post on through to the appropriate area, (just make sure you start by coming through here!) Alternatively if you wish to create your own RP, report a crime or anything like that, feel free to PM the Department Head and we can try to figure something out for you! If nobody responds to you in due time, please send a PM or VM to one of the active employees!
Jane walked into the reception area of the Dept. of Magical Law Enforcement, smoothing down her hair and robes and attempting to look presentable, and not like a person who had had a rather difficult day and no lunch. She saw the pile of papers on the reception desk and went over to look at them. Ah, one filled out a form, folded it into a paper airplane, and directed it to the appropriate department. Efficient.
She pulled out her portable quill, took a form off the top of the pile, and, using the desk as a writing surface, began to fill it out.
Text Cut: Jane's form
To: Magical Law Enforcement Squad
From: Jane Howard, Dept. of Research and Records
Re: Suspicious graffiti observed in Diagon Alley
Date: July 14, 2102
On this date around midday I went to Potage's Cauldron Shop in Diagon Alley. On approaching the shop, I noticed that the display cauldrons in the window had been painted with graffiti, which consisted of the Deathly Hallows symbol and the words, "The Greater Good." On closer observation, the graffiti did not appear to have been made with ordinary paint.
When I arrived, I found two other witches there. One appeared to be in her late teens and left without giving a name. The other woman was a little older, perhaps in her early to mid-20s. They did not seem to know anything about the graffiti. While we were talking, a man passed by the window; he appeared to slow down at the sight of the graffiti, but did not stop.
Because of the symbols and words used, I thought this was perhaps something more serious than ordinary vandalism and thought I should report it.
There, that was done. Jane folded the form into an airplane, magically sent it off, and prepared to wait. She would much rather have tried to grab a quick tea, since she had missed lunch, but as a new Ministry employee, she felt she had a responsibility to report the event, especially since she got the idea that the other people there did not want to get involved.
Then Jane noticed the instant coffee machine in the corner. Thank goodness, at least she could get a much-needed dose of caffeine. She gratefully went over to get a cup, and then took it over to one of the chairs.
Baguette | there is no D in my name | TRAITORclaw | Queenie of Narnia
Regina hurried as quickly as possible down to level two without breaking out into a full run. It still felt like it took forever to get here, though in reality it wasn't all that long at all.
When she reached the desk, she breathlessly tried to tell the receptionist why she was here, but the lady quietly pointed her to the forms that would be sent to whoever she wanted. Merlin's beard. Okay, fine.
She hurriedly scribbled a note to Scott...
Text Cut: Regina's note
To: Scott Ferguson
From: Regina Amstern
I need to see you. Fletcher sent me. We need to go to the Minister's Office. It's urgent.
...and sent off the little paper airplane, watching it zoom off to find him, hoping he would be quick.
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if we fall, we will fall together; and when we rise, we will rise together__________________♥♥♥♥ together we are dangerous; together with our differences; together we are bolder, braver, stronger
Another typical day at the ministry meant smiles and eagerness from Scottie Ferguson. Wasn't his job lovely lately? How exciting. Exciting was good. Wasn't it? His lunch break was approaching, and Scottie was looking forward to the wonderful sandwich he had packed. In fact, he was about to pass right through reception when the note reached it.
And he read it.
And the note was quickly turned to nothing more than thin air as he rushed toward where the receptionist was. He stopped rushing, though, when he saw Regina and merely smiiiiiiiled. "Hello there. We should get going then, yes?" He was casual as he headed toward the corridor beyond. They should hurry, right? Scottie was panicked. His heart was all KLHFUFUIHEFIUHFIHFIUH but he was acting as if they had a lunch date or something you know like maybe one day that could happen ahem BUT NOW WAS NOT THE TIME.
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A darting fear — a pomp — a tear —______________________
A waking on a morn _______________________ ________________To find that what one waked for, __________________________Inhales the different dawn.
Baguette | there is no D in my name | TRAITORclaw | Queenie of Narnia
She wasn't sure if it had even been a minute between sending off the form and Scott appeared, but it'd felt like forever.
Regina did manage a weak smile of her own though. It was...nice to see him, though better circumstances would've been preferable.
And speaking of those, she nodded. "Yes, we should. I'll explain on the way." Not that there was much to explain, considering she still wasn't sure about any of it, but she would still brief him on what she could. Though even without it, considering his job, he was probably better prepared than she was for whatever awaited them up there. Hopefully everything was...going okay.
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if we fall, we will fall together; and when we rise, we will rise together__________________♥♥♥♥ together we are dangerous; together with our differences; together we are bolder, braver, stronger
Scottie tightened his grip around the strap on his lunch bag as he strung it over his shoulder, sighing as he followed after Regina. His lunch would clearly have to wait...because Regina seemed stressed.
To Level One!
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A darting fear — a pomp — a tear —______________________
A waking on a morn _______________________ ________________To find that what one waked for, __________________________Inhales the different dawn.
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The past month had been a lot. In the quiet moments before sleep finally took him, Eiji found himself reflecting back on the call he had had with grandpa not even an hour after the broadcast. There was a guilt that had settled into his chest and made a home there. Always one with high standards for himself, he was sure he could never forgive himself for the things he had thought about his grandfather, the things he had said to him, and just how spiteful the former Slytherin had been while the man was battling against an unfathomable evil.
He had returned to the UK as quickly as possible once the fighting had ceased in Japan, his uncle arranging for an emergency portkey for him, and was just in time for his grandpa to be admitted into St. Mungo's. So...at least he had seen him. Even spoken to him. Though that initial conversation had mostly been Eiji simply ugly crying into the Minister's chest like he used to do when he had fallen and skinned his knee when he was a toddler. It had been a lot. It was a lot. And Missa had been there, right by his side, for a good chuck of it.
They both had a lot on their plates and it was the one calming factor that he had to hold on to and get him through things; that Missa was safe and 'okay'. Because there was a whole lot of other things that were far from okay. Though he did not want to think about all that right now as he stepped into the lobby of Magical Law Enforcement with a potted plant tucked under his arm and informed the receptionist that he was here to see YATI Renaldi.
Being in the Ministry was a jarring reminder that grandpa was not okay, however.
After being instructed to fill out a form, Eiji launched the little paper airplane off to go fine Missa and then waited. No coffee for him, thanks.
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red, red desert, heal our blues; I dive deeper for you..............
what a blessing to feel your love; twilight promised me you......... all these moments with you...
The past month had been a lot. In the quiet moments before sleep finally took him, Eiji found himself reflecting back on the call he had had with grandpa not even an hour after the broadcast. There was a guilt that had settled into his chest and made a home there. Always one with high standards for himself, he was sure he could never forgive himself for the things he had thought about his grandfather, the things he had said to him, and just how spiteful the former Slytherin had been while the man was battling against an unfathomable evil.
He had returned to the UK as quickly as possible once the fighting had ceased in Japan, his uncle arranging for an emergency portkey for him, and was just in time for his grandpa to be admitted into St. Mungo's. So...at least he had seen him. Even spoken to him. Though that initial conversation had mostly been Eiji simply ugly crying into the Minister's chest like he used to do when he had fallen and skinned his knee when he was a toddler. It had been a lot. It was a lot. And Missa had been there, right by his side, for a good chuck of it.
They both had a lot on their plates and it was the one calming factor that he had to hold on to and get him through things; that Missa was safe and 'okay'. Because there was a whole lot of other things that were far from okay. Though he did not want to think about all that right now as he stepped into the lobby of Magical Law Enforcement with a potted plant tucked under his arm and informed the receptionist that he was here to see YATI Renaldi.
Being in the Ministry was a jarring reminder that grandpa was not okay, however.
After being instructed to fill out a form, Eiji launched the little paper airplane off to go fine Missa and then waited. No coffee for him, thanks.
It had been a difficult couple of weeks, to say the least. Never even in her wildest dreams, Missa could have imagined that only in her second year as YATI - she would be taking part in a wizarding world war and she would actually survive it. It was all too much, but thankfully it was so much that she didn't have time to stop and actually think about it all.
She was also spending more and more time at the ministry these days, to do anything to help - to be vigilant, even when things seemed to be under control - which was why her usual routine to balance university course work and her YATI obligations had gone out the window. Not that she minded, she liked being busy. But she would be lying if she said it didn't feel nice when that small paper aeroplane found its way to her. Finishing up the paper work she had been handling, she grabbed her bag and limped her way to the waiting area. Maybe it was the excitement to see Eiji that for the first since the war - she actually forgot how frustrated she had been because of this busted knee of hers.
And surely - a wide smile immediately pulled at the corner of her lips the moment she spotted Eiji. Even though they had had a moment to catch up, next to his grandfather, no less - they hadn't really had any time together since the weekend she had visited him. It seemed like a lifetime ago honestly.
"Fancy seeing you here, Mr Rasting"
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......................let's be reckless, unaffected, running out until we're breathless ...............let's be hopeful, don't get broken, and stay caught up in the moment ♥
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Join Date: Aug 2010
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Atlas Flamsteed
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Zachaël Lufkin
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aaaaaah first time with them post graduation, isn't it?!
astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf
For the first time since the war and on terms that were not specific to the war.
Save for a round about sort of way, seeing as his university had let out early after exams to accommodate for international students and the general climate of the post Neo Alliance tyranny in Japan.
But he was here today to be a good and considerate boyfriend and dote a little on his girlfriend, hence the potted plant he carried with him. Which was also practical as the all parts of it, particularly the petals and roots, were very versatile ingredients.
"Indeed, M--" The M sound drew out a little longer than was necessary, catching a bit of a subconscious slip before he could officially manifest itself. "Miss Renaldi. Some flobberworm wanted these delivered to you under the assumption they would brighten up your workspace among other more practical reasons."
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red, red desert, heal our blues; I dive deeper for you..............
what a blessing to feel your love; twilight promised me you......... all these moments with you...
For the first time since the war and on terms that were not specific to the war.
Save for a round about sort of way, seeing as his university had let out early after exams to accommodate for international students and the general climate of the post Neo Alliance tyranny in Japan.
But he was here today to be a good and considerate boyfriend and dote a little on his girlfriend, hence the potted plant he carried with him. Which was also practical as the all parts of it, particularly the petals and roots, were very versatile ingredients.
"Indeed, M--" The M sound drew out a little longer than was necessary, catching a bit of a subconscious slip before he could officially manifest itself. "Miss Renaldi. Some flobberworm wanted these delivered to you under the assumption they would brighten up your workspace among other more practical reasons."
Missa was positively beaming seeing this side of him after SO LONG. Like she said - a lifetime.
"Such a sweet little flobberworm, honestly," she responded before coming to a stop in front of him, and giving his cheek a soft little kiss - and yes, she was still very mindful of his aversion to public display of affection. "Please let him know I will make sure the practical reasons are served as well -- as I have every time the sweet flobberworm has given me flowers" she added with a chuckle before taking the pot of plant. It wasn't a lie either. This far into the relationship, Missa was WELL aware of just how Eiji preferred his ingredients to be and exactly which parts were his favourite.
"Lunch?" She asked in the next moment, very sure how he might not like to stick around the ministry for too long - considering how ...guilty he still felt over his grandpa and how being here might trigger a thought process that would ruin the mood all too quickly.
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......................let's be reckless, unaffected, running out until we're breathless ...............let's be hopeful, don't get broken, and stay caught up in the moment ♥
Wizarding World Admin Events Admin Minister for Magic Co-DA Proprietor Gladrags Mod DoM & MO
Selkie
Join Date: Aug 2010
Location: Etheria
Posts: 36,493
Hogwarts RPG Name: Atlas Flamsteed
Second Year
x12 x12
Ministry RPG Name:
Charles Hollingberry
Minister's Office
Ministry RPG Name:
Airey Flamsteed
Mysteries
Diagon Alley Employee:
Zachaël Lufkin
Owl Post
astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf
For the record, Eiji was still NOT sporting any flobberworm tattoo anywhere on his body and had precisely zero plans in ever doing so. Hopefully Eloise had grown bored of spreading that rumor around. He really did not need the entire Magical Law Enforcement department thinking he did OR for that nonsense to spread to grandpa.
The cheek kiss was nice, pleasant even, and he found himself not bothered by it in the moment. He even cracked a smile, which was more of a smile than a smirk for once in his life, as he passed over the pot to her. "The flobberworm might take issue with being called sweet and little in the same sentence," he pointed out casually before shaking his head to toss some of his hair away from his face. He probably should think about getting a trim again soon, but he preferred to have his hair longer. It suited him.
"Yeah," he nodded, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly and feeling borderline mortified as the next words began dripping from his mouth. "Mum packed bentos ... for us both. I've got them in my bag. She is doting now that she has both me and Rebecca home." Which also reminded him he had something else to deliver that he fished out of his bag now and revealed another box. "And she wouldn't take no for an answer...and says these are for you and your co-workers...as a thank you for all they have done since...since all this started. And to congratulate Mr. Upstead on his promotion."
The woman was truly insufferable at times if not downright embarrassing.
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red, red desert, heal our blues; I dive deeper for you..............
what a blessing to feel your love; twilight promised me you......... all these moments with you...
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