Training and Trial Room
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Early in the workday, Raini stopped by the Trial Room with his paperwork on this month's submissions for new charm approval. He was sure some of his employees would be eager to test some of them out for accuracy and safety before they could be officially approved. But in the meanwhile, his eyes skimmed the list for something that he might want to try out himself. Origami? Raini knew of a couple paper-folding charms, but this newly submitted one had an interesting variation. He conjured a few squares of paper to get started. |
*peeks in here* :3 Chloe had been feeling very restless lately. Was it the lack of events perhaps? She was an events concealment official, after all, but it felt like there weren't all too many events in the healing of the post-wizarding war era. Maybe she ought to take a walk up to old department for a trip down memory lane. Visit with old coworkers. But for now, the redhead found herself in a sort of daze turning around in the training room. "Eleven o'clock..." She said/sang out. |
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"Ah, hello, Chloe," the department head greeted her warmly, but his smile soon turned into a quizzical expression. "Eleven o'clock? Not yet, I'm afraid, m'dear." Unless... he hadn't been occupied with these origami charms that long, had he? |
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"I think ... I need to sit down." She moved slowly over to one of the chairs in there, noticing the origami. "Origami. Can you teach me?" It might do her well to get her mind off the battle healing. And also the stress of thinking about her teenager and whatever shenanigans he was likely getting himself into. |
One of his Unspeakables had inspired his thoughts, but on the way to the Atrium from the Chamber of Codes he found himself taking a very obvious detour. His department head status provided him with ample clearance to pass through the Department of Magical Accidents & Catastrophes. His skin felt tight, his throat a desert, and his mouth either hung open or smacks his lips against one another. A man clearly on a mission, he had stopped for no one until he entered the Training and Trial Room, and even then he was an unstoppable lanky force until he stood at the edge of the pool. Then, without even an ounce of hesitation despite still very much still being in a suit, he hurtled himself in with a lopsided SPLASH. |
New Timeline... The Death Chamber was lonely and sombre (even moreso than usual) without her colleagues around. Where was everyone? Jane Howard had wandered disconsolately up from the depths of Level Nine, her clothes disheveled and her hair unbound, up and down the corridors of the Ministry, and had eventually found herself in the training room on Level Three. Without a word, she walked straight across the room, stepped down the steps into the large pool, and was currently floating on her back, her long hair spreading around her like seaweed, sadly singing a strange song: "We live our lives beneath the sea, A shoal, a school, a pod is we. We ask just to be left alone, Beings of water, the deep our home. But the folk two-legged and bold, Not content with what they hold, Disrupt the peace in ocean deep And seize Poseidon's gifts we keep. Return to us what wealth you stole, The staff and carapace you hold. Your two-legged kin are safe, for now, But not forever, this our vow." She sang it over and over again... |
Charles actually had business with Kendra on this day, but the pleasant done of whatever track it was someone surely had playing in the training nad trial room had his withered musician bones feeling more than a bit rejuvenated. While he was, admittedly, more than a bit out of tune with the music of the youth of today...Charles did think himself rather well versed and that he had at least a mild familiarity with most music these days. But this song...he had never heard before. Must be something from the new generation of --- --- oh...no, nope. Not at all. Charles naturally recognized Jane, he owed her his life in many regards with her diligent potioneering efforts during and after the war, and quickly concluded that she was not meant to be in here AND even if she were...surely she had not been given clearance to do THAT. "Jane? Jane!?" Charles called out as the Unspeakable continued her singing as she floated in the pool like some sort of an ethereal being. No, less an ethereal being and more like a merperson. He would not go so far as to say a siren, seeing as his only inclination in getting into the pool was to pull her out of it, but one could make the argument for that as well. Slipping off his shoes and rolling up his trouser legs, Charles perked his ear towards the woman as she repeated the song, again, and...there was a certain familarity to her words. Certain nuances that reminded him very much of those spat at him by the Atlantian Merchieftainess. "JANE?!" Why had he bothered to roll his trouser legs up, by the way? It had become abundantly clear as the Minister began to wade out to fetch her that it had been completely unnecessary. |
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He could not even say this was the strangest thing he had experienced...but it was quite curious and revealing? Perhaps revealing. "I can see that," he nodded with a paternal kind of tender smile, the sort one would offer a small child who had just scrapped their knee and to them the world was absolutely going to end. This was, of course, not to belittle the severity of...whatever it was Jane was experiencing. The man simply felt less like a Minister in the moment and more a concerned parent. "I believe you have been bewitched, Jane." That much was obvious even before he saw the murkiness in her eyes. "I'm going to get you to some help, promptly." Spell damage was right here on level three, after all. "If you would be so kind as to wrap your arms about my neck..." |
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Charles may be an aging may with more grey in his beard than strawberry blonde, but he would not be taking a dip today. "Jane, I am going to need to ask you to refrain from trying to drown me," he chuckled with an out of place joviality to his voice. "Doing so would be quite counter productive to this...finding of Poseidon's gifts you were just singing about." She was easy enough to carry while in the water, but once he reached shallower ground to wade through...the Minister knew that his knees would not be able to handle it. They could barely manage to bounce his grandchildren these days - though only Yukie continued to tolerate the affections. "Now, if you would be so kind as to use your own legs," he grunted while adjusting his hold on her and draping her arm over his shoulders. "We will be paying Kendra and her team a visit." |
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~open~ Kendra had been a little uncharacteristically quiet lately. It might have been a while since she was under the merpeople's enchantment that caused her to act like a complete fool for months, but it was difficult for her to live down. She might not have complete recollection and knew it wasn't her fault, but she knew well enough of how she behaved and it was mortifying. The department head had already felt like she had so much to prove after she had been unjustly fired. And although she had returned as her confident self, the enchantment shortly afterwards made her feel like she was once again under scrutiny and that she was not viewed as the competent leader she knew she was. So, for the past several months, she had been flying under the radar, diligently doing her job and quietly leading her team. Today she found herself in the training room, conducting charms trials. She might have been busy getting some work done, but her mind was also working on how to once again come out on top and be the excellent leader she knew she was. |
Simon had ventured down to Level Three to check in on things. There had seemed to have been a minor flux in a spell as per one of his team, though if there had been, it had worked its way out in the end and all appeared well when the security head had followed suit with his own checks. Nevertheless, he was making his way discretely through the department double checking for anything out of the normal just in case. Coming to the training and trial room, a useful space that was sometime available for the other departments, he found it nearly empty but for the department head. Curious and wondering just a tad if what was being worked on might have inadvertedly caused the temporary fluke he’d been investigating, Simon quietly approached in hopes to neither startle or overly distract. “Working on anything interesting?” he asked once he was sure she wasn’t actively casting at that moment. |
It was fairly quiet in the trial room as she worked since many of her employees were either at their desks or on assignment, so Kendra noticed Simon almost right away as he came into the room. That was probably a good thing because it was never a good idea to sneak up on someone in the middle of spell-casting, but he also didn't strike her as a foolhardy individual who would do such a thing. "Oh, nothing out of the ordinary," she answered him pleasantly, lowering her wand and turning to face him fully. "Just a run through of some of the new spells submitted for testing and approval." "Was there something I could help you with?" Or was he just making rounds? It wasn't too unusual to see someone from another department here, but it wasn't such a common daily occurrence so she thought she should make sure. |
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“I came to check up on being told something appeared wonky in the wards on this level,” he explained. “Though it doesn’t appear to be an issue now, and now knowing about the testing, maybe it was a temporary reaction from one.” And not everyone is willing to interrupt said testing like he had. He was still getting his team back up to his standard since his return. |
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"We have our own spells cast around the room to prevent interference with the wards due to any activity in here, so it's unlikely my spells caused it." That had been long ago necessary due to the experimental nature they worked with in here. "But if that was the cause, then I do need to know about it to make sure it gets resolved." It sounded like they needed to get to the bottom of it either way. Or at least one of them did. |
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“Right, of course…” The security man remarked, looking a touch sheepish. He should have remembered about said precautions right off the bat. “Then perhaps I shall just make a note of it and have my team keep an eye out for a repeat issue. Perhaps it was a fluke and nothing to worry about.” It was after all, one of the responsibilities of the security division, keeping the wards all spic and span and not having the other areas have to worry in amongst their own responsibilities. |
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