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kayquilz · 01-31-2017, 10:01 PM

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So, Eva was out of sorts after a conversation with her sister. That wrench. She was the happy little home maker... and Eva was NOT. In fact that was something that had been bothering her for some time now, really. Single, spinster, miserable... and loads of other labels. It was exhausting trying to date at her age, too. Men either had ex wives and kids and too many things going on, or they seemed to disappear after a couple dates. It was depressing, this fact. She was old and going to die alone. Surely.

The only thing that dragged Eva from her pity party was the mention of daycare and visiting. Aww that was nice. "That sounds lovely. How old is he?" It was no secret that not only was the older lady a bit out of touch from time to time, she also tended to forget things. A lot of things. BUT it was nothing to do with her age. Nope. She had always been the forgetful sort.

"No need to apologize," she said with a shrug of her slender shoulders. "I have been guilty of it myself. Especially since I can't hear from the other ear properly." Which was also not a secret. "Fancy something something to eat?" she asked suddenly? Why not eat her feelings today?

Lynley knew Eva was another older single lady like herself. She didn't remember exactly how old Eva was off the top of her head...but the woman looked older? Lynley had no qualms about thinking that. She thought she looked pretty good for Thirty-six? Was she thirty-six now? You stopped counting after the big THREE OH. At least, she had.

Did she have any idea that this bothered Eva, the single thing? No. But she would have understood if Eva had divulged the information to her.

"Wyatt is...he's four now, actually," she grinned. "Turned four a month ago." Her parents had gone all out, too, with their little shindig for him. "I will probably send him to primary school starting next Fall..." she sighed a little. How could her son be A YEAR OLDER THAN WHEN SHE MET HIM ALREADY? He was already doing this growing up thing too quickly!

"Which one is the troublesome one?" she asked, looking at both of the woman's ears. "I always forget, I'm so sorry. I'd make more of an effort to not speak to the troublesome one." Because that must be super frustrating. "I'd love food....should we go somewhere or..." she stood up to go check to see if THEY had any food. Not.......really. A huge bag of crisps...that was about.....it. -_-

kayquilz · 07-09-2017, 06:13 PM

Lynley, since adopting her child, had become quite a bit more creative. It was needed in parenthood, for sure. She had a PINATA. A freakin' pinata, okay? Her employees might think she had gone MAD.

Were they wrong?

She used her wand to hang it from the ceiling and set the little baton on one of the tabletops. The employees seemed to like the new redone level? And it had been months since they were back at work, but Lynley had been far too busy to really hold a level-wide meeting until NOW.

So here they were.

There was a laaaaaarge bowl of grilled chicken caesar salad and some lemonade. Lynley wanted to be easy today. Easy and breezy, nothing complicated. She waited to people to arrive.

Schroyers · 07-10-2017, 12:26 AM

Grant walked into the meeting, glad he was the first to arrive. Lynley seemed too serious sometimes and Grant liked to mess with her.
Though he could tell she seemed a bit lighter in mood since having her kid.
But he supposed having a kid does that to people sometimes.

Though he knew nothing about adopting, He and his wife had two kids at home and he ADORED them. Best part of his day was to get home and see Amberly and the kids. Assume his wife was home from doing Lawyer stuff.

He made sure to get a glass of lemonade but would skip the salad. He wasn't very hungry but who could pass up a good Lemonade? "Is this where you tell us we're all "Being sent to the Centaur Liason Office"?" Grant chuckled a little at his own joke.

It was an old joke, waaaaaaaaaaay older than He and Lynley and it was code for being fired. He took his seat and waited for the others.

*Kolyander* · 07-10-2017, 12:03 PM

Evan was here and he was right on schedule, which hadn't almost happened this morning. Did any one here know how difficult it was to pry ones self away from five incredibly adorable little ones? Immensely tough. The mad had to literally give out cuddles and kisses several times over and then distract them with toys as he slipped out the door after his goodbyes to his wife.

Stepping into the Break Room where Lynley had told them all to go for this mornings meeting, his blue eyes landed on the Pinata first. What in the world was this about?!

"Good morning, Lynley, is this an attempt at getting us all back in touch with our more carefree days as children?" he asked a light smirk playing across his lips. A pinata was not something that normally appeared in departments around work, especially here at the ministry.

"Morning, Grant," he greeted the other man in attendance as he made his way to get himself some lemonade and a small bowl of the grilled chicken salad. Selecting an empty seat he sat down to wait for this meeting to get underway.

WhittyBitty · 07-10-2017, 05:53 PM

Yaaaaaawn.

Even though Gabby was a morning person, she was still tired as she entered the break room. Having young children tended to mess with sleep schedules sometimes, though of course she still looked as flawless as ever. It was impossible for her to leave the house not looking like a goddess.

"Morning," she said as she joined the others. Ignoring the lemonade, she made a beeline towards the coffee machine. What she really needed right now was some caffeine in her system in order to feel refreshed. That, and some of the grilled chicken ceasar because that actually looked really tasty. Good old Lynley providing healthy food for them instead of that usual junk that people ate in England.

Coffee in hand, she took a seat, finally noticing the pinata. "The things that motherhood does to you," she said with a laugh. Hey, Gabby wasn't judging. She and Archer would probably be putting up their own pinatas seeing as the girls were not babies anymore. Liana was already two!

ArianaBlack · 07-11-2017, 05:53 AM

Yes. It had been months since he started at the ministry, but in his defense this place was a maze. That and the boy had already gone up and down the levels at least three times today, so he was starting to get disoriented. Zander probably should've been more awake at this time, too, as he got onto one of the lifts to return back to Games and Sports. He did press the number seven, but somehow he had managed to absent-mindedly follow someone who got off on six.

And of course he should've realized as he walked down the corridor that he was definitely on the wrong floor, but again... Instead, he absentmindedly followed the person who he had followed out of the lift. Oh, were they having a meeting today? Zander hadn't marked one down in his calendar, but perhaps he had just forgotten to do so.

Feeling very thankful that the woman he had been following had remembered, he followed shortly behind her and quickly found a seat at the table. Hmmm... That's weird. Were these people all employees that worked in the Gobstones subdepartment or something? Zander didn't recognize any of them. Except the one who looked like she was waiting on everyone. Oh! A surprise visit from one of the other Department Heads! This was sure to be an interesting meeting for Level 7.

When were they starting exactly? Oooh and did Mariel get them a piñata?

kayquilz · 07-12-2017, 11:23 PM

Ha.

Grant came in with a joke, and Lynley snoooooorted. "Maybe I am. You will need to brush up your resume, won't you," she smirked. An old joke, of course. And no one was getting fired today, at least, not yet. Unless given a reason to be. Lynley was in a good mood, though, so ticking her off was probably not AS easy to do as usually. Her black hair was tied up in a tie pony-tail, and she wore a professional outfit, as always. Pants were in today's wardrobe. And a cute suit jacket. Flats were becoming more of a thing as time went on and her feet got older. She was in a GOOD mood.

Ah, yes. The pinata. Lynley smiled at Evan. "You shall see, Evan. You shall see." She needed more people to arrive. Come on, people. Be on time. PLEASE. Lynley didn't feel like FUSSING today!

Oh, shut up, Gabby. Lynley just rolled her eyes. "Be quiet and eat your salad, Gabby," she snapped, but playfully so.

Um.

Who the hell was this?

Lynley squinted at the young man for a full five seconds before remembering his face. She had briefly met him at the WERPS event. He had been talking to Chloe WHO WASN'T HERE YET??? and he seemed...so green and new to everything. She almost felt bad for him, watching him sit there in the WRONG department. Because she knew the kid was not from Level Six. She knew all her employees! She thought about how best to handle this without it being...too mean. Or cruel. She wished she remembered his name and department. Um.

UM?

"Oh, dear, tell your department head I have the piñata they ordered coming RIGHT up---you know, this is Level Six and all, and your department head had ASKED me for one awhile back and---how nice of you to volunteer and come down to LEVEL SIX to fetch it for them!" she smiled, using a neutral pronoun because shed didn't have a clue who his DH was, and TRYING TO MEET HIS EYES SO HE WOULD FIGURE OUT WHAT SHE WAS DOING. She also needed another piñata ASAP.

*Kolyander* · 07-14-2017, 12:34 PM

The dark haired man chuckled lightly at his boss. "Hopefully you won't make me wait to long, will you? I might start to get fidgeting and upset," he joked lightly settling back into his seat.

Taking a sip of his lemonade he turned his attention towards Gabby. The two get along fairly well. "Morning Gabby, how are the little ones?" This had become the normal topic for them, talking about their children.

What was this? Evan turned his attention onto a newcomer not knowing how the young man was. Rather than kick him out Lynley handled the situation rather well by hinting to the kid he was in the wrong place. Hopefully the guy that the point and wasn't to embarrassed by it all.

ArianaBlack · 07-15-2017, 02:24 AM

The more and more he sat here, the more he realized that he actually didn’t recognize any of the others. This was strange. Was he dreaming all of this? Because HA HA HA how funny would that be!! Having a dream about accidentally showing up to the wrong department meeting. Wow, more like a nightmare really. Good thing that’s not what was happening right now, right?

…. Right?

He waited for the meeting to start so that he could have some sort of confirmation that this was indeed the right meeting and that they were in fact having a guest visiting from level… Uh. He honestly couldn’t remember which level the woman (Lynley) managed to be quite honest… Though in his defense, the WERPS event had been super exhausting. The only thing Zander vividly remembered was his lack of ability to remember Chloe’s name. Oh the embarrassment.

Was the new employee sweating? HA HA nope. Because this was DEFINITELY not that nightmare.

Until it was. When Lynley came to speak to him (in some kind of code, mind you) it definitely did not sound like she was here to give a guest lecture. Well… This was uncomfortable. Zander shifted nervously in his chair, hoping that he didn’t appear as embarrassed as he truly was on the inside. Actually, embarrassed wasn’t even doing it justice. He was mortified. “Oh yeah,” he rubbed the back of his neck, trying to figure out how exactly to play along.

“Well, I-uh-didn’t realize there was a meeting today… So i’ll-uh-I’ll just stop by another time then,” he gave her an embarrassed nod as he slowly got up from his seat. “I’ll just-um-I’ll be on my way now,” why was he speaking to everyone??? He should’ve just made a run for it. “I uh-yeah-have a good meeting.” He backed out of the room, so that he was still facing everyone as he made his exit. Giving everyone one big, circular wave he quickly made a run out.

THAT’S IT HE HAD TO QUIT.

kayquilz · 07-15-2017, 11:07 PM

"WAIT wait---" she did some quick wandwork and produced another piñata. "Here you go. Now run this along to your level. I KNOW your department head wanted one," she winked, trying to seem casual.

Hopefully whoever it was...wouldn't mind a piñata. A magically charmed one, mind you, but it was one nonetheless. Turning back to her employees, she smiled briefly.

"Hello. And welcome to our little meeting! We have some business matters to attend to!" and very important ones, too. She gave her hands a little clap and officially called the meeting to order! "OKAY. First things first...the Ministry will be hosting interns this summer!" she said with a grin. "We will hopefully be getting one or two interns for our level. They'll be a big younger," like teenagers, guys, "So we need to do our very best to make them feel welcome...but also make sure they work." Ahem. "Any ideas as to what our intern can do for us besides make coffee runs?" Useful, yes, but they needed to do more than just that. "Would any of you be open for a shadow? I don't know that I'd want them to shadow the same person for the while summer, but perhaps we can mix it up a bit."

*Kolyander* · 07-16-2017, 02:10 PM

Seems like the young guy got the point that he wasn't in the right department. "Poor kid," Evan murmured chuckling softly and shaking his head. The guy probably hadn't been to much older than his own daughter.

Turning his attention back onto the boss lady, Evan ate a few forkfuls of his chicken salad as he listened. Interns. Teenagers. Alright he could handle that seeing as to how he had kids of his own. Coffee runs sounded good to him, what else did they need interns for? Chuckling quietly he nodded. "They could always bring us some donuts and muffins to go with the coffee," he joked giving Lynley a smile. "Alright, no seriously though. Maybe some light filing work, helping to keep things clean and in order around here." There was a few sections in the department so surely the interns would have things to do. The idea of having a teen shadow him was fine by him and once more he nodded. "I wouldn't mind that. Having a teenager follow me around wouldn't be a problem." If he could handle five little ones than he could handle anything.

WhittyBitty · 07-17-2017, 04:22 AM

There were not many people who could get away with telling Gabby to be quite like that, and Lynley was one of them. Okay, it was just her and Archer - and Archer would never say something like that to her. She had to laugh, knowing that this was all to be playful. "Where did you get it from? Seriously. A pinata would be perfect for the girls when they are a little older." No, she was NOT being quiet, though she DID start on eating her salad. Not because she was told to, but because she was hungry and it looked so good.

After swallowing a few mouthfuls, she smiled to Evan. Of course she never talked with food in her mouth or did anything else disgusting like that because she was a lady and not a cave woman. "They are doing well. Liana is already two. How are your kids?" It was usual for them to talk about their children, but that she was something that Gabby liked doing and she was sure that Evan did as well. Really she just hated small talk and avoided it at at all costs. And he was soooooo much better than Connor, who made her angry just at the thought of him! A sudden urge to stab at her salad overcame her but then she was saved by someone who was in the wrong department.

Okay, that man came across as a bit of an idiot, but that had to be embarrassing. A small part of Gabby felt for him. Not that she would ever admit it to anyone... But really how dense could you be to get off on the wrong floor???

Moving on.

Having interns was something that Gabby had never thought of, and quite frankly she wasn't sure how she felt about it... "Could I have one to do all my paperwork for me?" Okay, that was a joke and hopefully Lynley would see that. Because really she would NEVER leave something like that to a teenager; not only could they mess up, but SHE preferred doing it HERSELF. "Seriously though if they could help with filing and doing other little things for me, I wouldn't be opposed to it." So long as they weren't incompetent at least.

ArianaBlack · 07-17-2017, 05:56 PM

Zander was absolutely mortified. Even more so when the Department Head of not Games and Sports actually made him a second piñata. “Uh, thanks,” he smiled, but his cheeks were BURNING red at this point. And he could TELL that everyone else in the room was judging him for what had just happened. Even though Lynley was nice enough to try to cover for him, he was sure that everyone had seen right through that act.

Great.

Now he had to explain to Mariel what the piñata was for.

Awesome. Zander LOVED working at the ministry.

*PhoenixRising* · 07-23-2017, 05:48 PM

Chloe was not late; everyone else was simply early. At least that was what she kept telling herself as she frantically pushed the button on the lift for level six repeatedly as if willing it to move faster. Note: It didn't work. The ginger stepped off onto her lift into the newly redecorated level, feeling at once the quiet from not having a crying ten month old in her presence and her headache already subsiding.

But ... as she entered the break room, she frowned, thoughts and excuses completely wiped from her memory. Because WHAT in the name of GODRIC GRYFFINDOR was Zander Adair doing!? She was fairly sure recalled from the orientation that he'd been hired in games and sports? Was he lost already, only a couple months into the new position?

And why a piñata? Had she missed something? Was this a new icebreaker? Did they even have any new employees? Oh, what were they talking about? Interns? Yes, she'd read the memo.

"I wouldn't mind an intern and I think they could be beneficial for portkeys, in that they might actually be able to help out more than just coffee runs," Chloe chided in, acting totally cool and calm as to not draw attention to the fact that she'd been late.

kayquilz · 11-01-2017, 03:11 AM

Lynley was still slightly wet, drying herself off with her wand....and saying very colorful words as she marched down to her level, Level 6. Transportation. Which right now was being MORE than she had bargained for when getting into the realm of charmed broomsticks back when she had graduated University.

Emergency meeting had been called. She would wait for everyone. Her hair was disheveled, and she looked more distraught than perhaps any of her employees had ever seen her.

Hurry up... she thought snappishly.

Schroyers · 11-01-2017, 04:12 AM

Grant really had no clue what this meeting was about and therefore made his way in his usual manner. Taking his time. He wasn't trying to be rude, but being the Portkey Master General in a time where Portkeys were being used as murder weapons meant he had to be extra safe..

He walked into the room and couldn't help but crack a little bit of a grin..Again he couldn't have known how serious the situation was.. "Hey, Boss. Go for a swim?" He asked jokingly.

Tempest Chandler on the other hand was informed of the situation and made her way to the level 6 conference room with haste. She couldn't help but be annoyed with Lynley.. WHO IN MERLIN'S BEARD TOUCHES SOMETHING LIKE THAT WHEN YOU KNOW THERE'S A KILLER ON THE LOOSE?! Or you know that's what she thought in her head... Very calmly.

She strolled into the room, looking collected as could be. "You didn't bother to dry yourself?" Because magic was handy for that.. Was this just for dramatic affect? The story seemed dramatic enough.. Maybe next time the Department Head would use her mind and not her hands first.

*Kolyander* · 11-01-2017, 03:11 PM

There was nothing quite like an emergency meeting being called within a department to catch one's attention. Evan had been on his way to the break room for a cup of coffee when the slip of paper landed on the floor at his feet alerting him of this meeting being held right now. Well than, all the more reason for this need of coffee.

Stepping into the break room his eyes fell upon his boss instantly taking in her ruffled hair and slightly damp appearance. This couldn't be any good. "Hello, Lynley," he offered by way of greeting to the women giving a nod in the directions of Grant and Tempest by ways of greeting. "Would anyone like a cup of coffee?" Might as well ask while he moved across the room to the machine to quickly make himself a cup before everyone else arrived and the meeting began. The boss lady looked like she could use a cup?

Moonhare · 11-01-2017, 07:43 PM

Stacie stepped into the break room, baby pink flats silent on the floor. Some of her new department were already there. The Head of the Department was there, slightly damp. Stacie fiddled with the bag strap on her shoulder. “Hi,” She said.

She hadn’t been expecting to be invited to a meeting yet, especially one labelled as an emergency.

Stacie stared around, unsure how to react. She was new and she wasn’t quite sure what was required of her in this situation. She had studied transport and law at uni, not social skills. An ineptitude at social skills was one of Stacie’s flaws. She preferred to be alone and to keep other people out. But because she was new, Stacie tried to impress with her office niceties. “Do you need a blanket? Maybe a hot water bottle would help?”

*PhoenixRising* · 11-01-2017, 10:39 PM

Chloe had been in the work area - researching about this portkey issue - when she received the notice about the emergency meeting. Well, wasn't that just splendid? She had wanted to speak with Lynley anyway, but she'd been hoping do so before a department meeting.

Walking into the break room, just as she heard the joking remark from Grant, she rolled her eyes. Seriously, how was this dimwit the master portkey general, again? Did he not read the news?

Also, one glance at Lynley had the young ginger mentally freaking out and wondering exactly what happened. Did she not read the news either? But then again, she had been questioned in the paper... surely... no... no... her department head wasn't an idiot, was she?

"Lynley, Hi," she said quietly, mentally trying to work things out, even if she'd probably find out soon enough. And a nod to you Evan and you too (Stacie), to the young female, whom she didn't know, but somehow empathized with as she'd looked about as she looked four years ago.

WhittyBitty · 11-02-2017, 05:01 AM

Emergency meetings were not a regular occurrence on Level Six, so Gabby was obviously rather confused when the summons came. Was this anything to do with that Portkey mess? Or something else entirely?

Curiously she made her way to the break room, nodding in greeting upon seeing her fellow employees. It was Lynley who had her attention. "Are you okay?" she asked concerned. Lynley was very important to Gabby and they had been through a lot together even if their friendship had its bumpy parts - which ones didn't? She'd offer assistance, but it seemed that others had beat her to it. Really she wanted to know what had happened and why her friend was so distraught.

kayquilz · 11-03-2017, 02:46 AM

Not funny, Grant. Lynley didn't even supply a response to that; he got a if-looks-could-kill glare from her. He was lucky she didn't hex his tongue for that. She was certainly in a foul enough mood.

Speaking of her bad mood, Tempest did nothing to eradicate it. "Not now, Tempest. I don't need the lip. Especially not from an auror," she snipped. Yes, she had attempted to dry herself to the best of her ability while also being TRAUMATIZED and trying to race back here to this MEETING she had called. Why were aurors always the worst? She gave her the stank eye.

She could have strangled Evan. "NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR BLOODY COFFEE, EVAN!" She had her wand clasped tightly in her grip, still. "I appreciate the offer, dear, but we have more important things to discuss--" the new girl, Stacie. Lynley thought she seemed nice enough, if not a little TOO nice. She needed thicker skin. Maybe this was the opportunity. "Nice of you to join us, Chloe, Gabby," she nodded at the two.

"I called this meeting because our portkey killer friend--" a term she had personally dubbed the IDIOT out there doing all these horribles things-- "Nearly killed me. Well, not ME on purpose. But he planted a muggle cellphone RIGHT OUTSIDE HERE. In London. Muggle London. I was on my way with one Carrigan Howard, of Level 3, to see about investigating anymore obliviations we might need to do on----" She glanced around. Some people seemed confused. Did they not read the Prophet?

"Some of you seem lost on the happenings, or perhaps some of you newer people need a little prodding---" she grabbed the Prophet article that had been published forever ago, before the holidays, and flung it in her employees' general direction. "But we've got a rogue portkey maker on the loose, targeting muggles. Serial killer, if I'm being honest with you all now. Myself and MLE were trying to keep it under wraps, hush hush, but the Prophet is onto it, another muggle died a few weeks ago, and had I not grabbed this phone off the ground---I assumed it was left behind and was returning it to a cafe worker in case some muggle came looking for it later---we'd have another dead muggle to deal with currently. This is no longer a concern for just me." And Lynley Purcell gave a deep, deep sigh, looking wearier than she perhaps ever had in front of her employees. She rubbed the bridge of her nose. "All hands on deck. This is mostly for MLE to handle. But I need all of you to keep your eyes and ears PEELED...especially those of you in the portkey division." She nodded at Grant sternly.

"And....for now....for the time being.....no....no portkeys will be approved from here on out. For anyone. Until he's caught. Or she. I know many people rely on portkeys for transportation...but we can't afford it. And if this rogue maker still continues...it means....we can more easily track him." She glanced at Tempest, sure she would criticize this in some way, but Lynley had had...ENOUGH. "Cancel all outgoing portkeys." Lynley turned around and began...to make...some coffee. "We'll figure out other ways to transport people, even if means we all work overtime. Understand?" she was going hoarse from all the loud talking.

Now it was time for coffee.

Schroyers · 11-04-2017, 10:36 PM

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Originally Posted by kayquilz

Not funny, Grant. Lynley didn't even supply a response to that; he got a if-looks-could-kill glare from her. He was lucky she didn't hex his tongue for that. She was certainly in a foul enough mood.

Speaking of her bad mood, Tempest did nothing to eradicate it. "Not now, Tempest. I don't need the lip. Especially not from an auror," she snipped. Yes, she had attempted to dry herself to the best of her ability while also being TRAUMATIZED and trying to race back here to this MEETING she had called. Why were aurors always the worst? She gave her the stank eye.

She could have strangled Evan. "NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR BLOODY COFFEE, EVAN!" She had her wand clasped tightly in her grip, still. "I appreciate the offer, dear, but we have more important things to discuss--" the new girl, Stacie. Lynley thought she seemed nice enough, if not a little TOO nice. She needed thicker skin. Maybe this was the opportunity. "Nice of you to join us, Chloe, Gabby," she nodded at the two.

"I called this meeting because our portkey killer friend--" a term she had personally dubbed the IDIOT out there doing all these horribles things-- "Nearly killed me. Well, not ME on purpose. But he planted a muggle cellphone RIGHT OUTSIDE HERE. In London. Muggle London. I was on my way with one Carrigan Howard, of Level 3, to see about investigating anymore obliviations we might need to do on----" She glanced around. Some people seemed confused. Did they not read the Prophet?

"Some of you seem lost on the happenings, or perhaps some of you newer people need a little prodding---" she grabbed the Prophet article that had been published forever ago, before the holidays, and flung it in her employees' general direction. "But we've got a rogue portkey maker on the loose, targeting muggles. Serial killer, if I'm being honest with you all now. Myself and MLE were trying to keep it under wraps, hush hush, but the Prophet is onto it, another muggle died a few weeks ago, and had I not grabbed this phone off the ground---I assumed it was left behind and was returning it to a cafe worker in case some muggle came looking for it later---we'd have another dead muggle to deal with currently. This is no longer a concern for just me." And Lynley Purcell gave a deep, deep sigh, looking wearier than she perhaps ever had in front of her employees. She rubbed the bridge of her nose. "All hands on deck. This is mostly for MLE to handle. But I need all of you to keep your eyes and ears PEELED...especially those of you in the portkey division." She nodded at Grant sternly.

"And....for now....for the time being.....no....no portkeys will be approved from here on out. For anyone. Until he's caught. Or she. I know many people rely on portkeys for transportation...but we can't afford it. And if this rogue maker still continues...it means....we can more easily track him." She glanced at Tempest, sure she would criticize this in some way, but Lynley had had...ENOUGH. "Cancel all outgoing portkeys." Lynley turned around and began...to make...some coffee. "We'll figure out other ways to transport people, even if means we all work overtime. Understand?" she was going hoarse from all the loud talking.

Now it was time for coffee.

Grant was all fine and good until Lynley started talking about Overtime.. lol no. He had two kids to think about and get back to and he was fine with the production of portkey's stopping but what even would he be doing overtime for if he wasn't approving portkeys?

Tempest was not okay with any of this.. Did Lynley have the power to do this? Because it would seriously mess up her investigation. It would for sure spook the public. "Lynley.. First off i can't be on board with this. It's not a wise idea.. You're feeding into the killer's hand and the prophet's attempt at flinging the public into a frenzy. Our best chance is to continue to keep things under wraps" Tempest could tell that Lynley didn't like her but she wasn't here to be her friend, she was here to stop a killer.

"I think you're in shock and making irrational choices.. You should go home and try to relax." Because she had been through something tough. Even if it was her own fault. "Besides the killer's portkeys are muggle artifacts so it isn't like it would help if the ministry stopped producing theirs. Until then i would advise you all to keep your hands off of strange muggle objects and if you do encounter something out of place contact A&C or MLE to handle it." Yes, that was mostly aimed at Lynley but it went for everyone there.

WhittyBitty · 11-06-2017, 05:52 AM

Okaaaay, Lynley didn't EXACTLY answer her question, but kind of did in a way???? Gabby's eyes widened and she hated the fact that she was right about this being connected to that awful portkey business. Thank Merlin her friend hadn't been seriously injured - or worse!!

The MLEs had better handle this well, but honestly she wasn't sure. The only real competent one in the group was Lex, and she was only one person. "I'll do anything and everything to help with anything on our end even though I don't really deal with portkeys." Since floo was her specialty and all. It was so hard not to shake her head at the woman telling Lynley to calm down and go home, but somehow she managed to resist the urge; this wasn't the time to get into petty arguments when what they REALLY needed to do was get into action. It was really fun dealing with MLEs...

Not.

*Kolyander* · 11-07-2017, 12:59 PM

Getting snapped at was NOT on the top of Evan's to do list. Especially not by his boss and especially not first thing in the morning. Clearly she was to distraught to understand that his offer of coffee had been meant to help calm her down so that she could warm up from her currently wet state and explain what had happened. It had not been an attempt to take take away from the seriousness of whatever it was that had happened. Therefore rather than say something back that might send the women over the edge even more he shut his mouth letting her go on with explaining.

The more Lynley spoke the more he knew he needed that cup of coffee. Coffee was what helped him think clearly in situations such as this. When it came down to not having portkey's or peoples safety he was all for putting portkey's on hold. He nodded his head as he listened. "Portkey's isn't my specialty at all but whatever needs to be done I'll help anyway I can." It was all part of the job. Working overtime wasn't as applying anymore as it had been when he was starting but he did have five young children at home to tend to as well as older kids and a granddaughter now. Everyone's safety was important.

Moonhare · 11-08-2017, 04:13 PM

Stacie was unsure what to say. She didn’t know anyone at the meeting, and she didn’t even work with Portkeys. She was a Carpet Regulations Specialist!

She went over to get coffee. She hadn’t been expecting her first proper job to go like this. Stacie fussed with her blonde hair while her cup filled with coffee. The smell of coffee was like a hug.

“I’ll take the overtime,” She said, turning to Lynley. “I’m on carpets though, but if you need extra hands anywhere.” Stacie shuddered inside. She didn’t want to be the newbie sucking up to the Head of Department. But when you’re new at a job, and young and experienced into the bargain, you didn’t have much choice. She didn’t want to look too complacent.

Stacie studied Lynley. “You should have a rest. Soft music and a hot tea. You’ll be able to come up with good ideas when you’ve had chance to calm down. You’ve had a massive shock.”

Apart from taking care of people, Stacie didn’t know what else to do. She didn’t have any epic ideas of how to catch a Muggle killer. “Are MLE working with the Muggle Prime Minister? They could spin something about a virus in apparently discarded phones and things.” Being Muggleborn, Stacie knew what Muggles would believe and how quickly news spread in their world. She even had sneaky social media accounts herself. “I’m on social media, I could post something.” She glanced around, blushing. “My family.” As soon as she said the word she realised. “God, how could I be so selfish!” She started cracking her thumb joint. “I need to warn them. They live in London. What if they pick up…? What about the kids? My sister...” Her stomach was sinking through the floor. A lump in her throat made her eyes well up.

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