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Morgan P. Nickles EraAll historical records pertaining to Ministry of Magic RPG under Minister for Magic, Morgan P. Nickles [IC January 2094 - December 2096; OOC October 2017 - October 2018]
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Past the reception area on level four is the DMC work area. Rows of desks and chairs for the busy bowtruckles (not literal ones of course) that work in the department. Plants are scattered around the desks not only to follow the theme but of course to liven up this space.
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The new treatment of their office space didn't go unnoticed, and Albert had to give it a good look over before commenting. "Merlin, why can't we have normal desks for once?" he liked his old desk...and he liked that he occupied the corner of the room. In his former spot, he could be as detached as he wanted from his coworkers and get some serious matters done in under half an hour.
Changes. Not all are welcome, and not all are good.
Rolling his eyes, Albert began to scan the space until he found his new space. At least there was a wall behind him, and he'd be occupying the headmost section of that row. Good. He could easily shun anyone who even tried to make a conversation while concentrating on his paperwork. Sighing, he placed his leather briefcase on the floor, unbuttoned his jacket and sat on the chair, looking at his left...then right...then down to his bag on the floor. He immediately picked it up, shuffled through papers and folders until he found a particular envelope that needed his immediate attention. Pulling it out, he placed it on his table and stared at the label hard and long.
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Rolling his eyes, Albert began to scan the space until he found his new space. At least there was a wall behind him, and he'd be occupying the headmost section of that row. Good. He could easily shun anyone who even tried to make a conversation while concentrating on his paperwork. Sighing, he placed his leather briefcase on the floor, unbuttoned his jacket and sat on the chair, looking at his left...then right...then down to his bag on the floor. He immediately picked it up, shuffled through papers and folders until he found a particular envelope that needed his immediate attention. Pulling it out, he placed it on his table and stared at the label hard and long.
Sophie entered level four via the lifts carrying on heavy two cages full of chizpurfles that she had removed from an old lady's attic earlier that morning. The removal had gone swiftly and the batty old woman had thanked her most graciously. Sophie had declined any gifts with the excuse that it was her job and she wasn't allowed to accept gifts. Maybe mercy's idea to let her ship in where needed while she figured out what job to assign Sophie wasn't so bad? Okay it meant more paperwork and early starts to the day but so far it hadn't been that bad and actually even fun, challenging and interesting.
After depositing the chizpurfles in the cells Sophie made her way over to the work area to fill out the paperwork related and get advice on what should happen to the small infestation. Spotting Albert by his desk, staring at something on his desk Sophie walked closer and greeted quietly. "Good morning Albert! What do we do with chizpurfles that we remove from homes?" It seemed like a much better question then to ask why he was fixedly staring at an unopened envelope.
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
Sophie entered level four via the lifts carrying on heavy two cages full of chizpurfles that she had removed from an old lady's attic earlier that morning. The removal had gone swiftly and the batty old woman had thanked her most graciously. Sophie had declined any gifts with the excuse that it was her job and she wasn't allowed to accept gifts. Maybe mercy's idea to let her ship in where needed while she figured out what job to assign Sophie wasn't so bad? Okay it meant more paperwork and early starts to the day but so far it hadn't been that bad and actually even fun, challenging and interesting.
After depositing the chizpurfles in the cells Sophie made her way over to the work area to fill out the paperwork related and get advice on what should happen to the small infestation. Spotting Albert by his desk, staring at something on his desk Sophie walked closer and greeted quietly. "Good morning Albert! What do we do with chizpurfles that we remove from homes?" It seemed like a much better question then to ask why he was fixedly staring at an unopened envelope.
Albert instinctively reached for the bridge of his nose and pinched it, trying to contain a blooming headache the moment a voice interrupted his voice. The solitude and silence were appreciated while it lasted. The older man looked up to look at the bright-faced woman and gave her a forced grin. "Terminate them all." he said in his sinister tone, shifting in his seat by crossing a leg over the other, "For the record, Ms Connolly, you should be asking that question to your Division Head, Mr. Darcy." he said dryly, gesturing his hand towards an empty chair that was further from him. He wondered if she forgot who her immediate boss was.
Albert sighed as he looked over to where he assumed Theophilus sat and shook his head. He was running late, wasn't he? Must he do his work too? The older man sighed, blaming his love for all things creatures that he had a hard time turning the woman down. Perhaps, if he did give her the answer, she'd be off his back and he'd get on with more pressing issues. "I assume you have the report about the infestation ready?" For her sake, Sophie better say yes.
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Albert instinctively reached for the bridge of his nose and pinched it, trying to contain a blooming headache the moment a voice interrupted his voice. The solitude and silence were appreciated while it lasted. The older man looked up to look at the bright-faced woman and gave her a forced grin. "Terminate them all." he said in his sinister tone, shifting in his seat by crossing a leg over the other, "For the record, Ms Connolly, you should be asking that question to your Division Head, Mr. Darcy." he said dryly, gesturing his hand towards an empty chair that was further from him. He wondered if she forgot who her immediate boss was.
Albert sighed as he looked over to where he assumed Theophilus sat and shook his head. He was running late, wasn't he? Must he do his work too? The older man sighed, blaming his love for all things creatures that he had a hard time turning the woman down. Perhaps, if he did give her the answer, she'd be off his back and he'd get on with more pressing issues. "I assume you have the report about the infestation ready?" For her sake, Sophie better say yes.
Rude. Albert was always rude, sinister and gruff-faced when Sophie encountered him in the work area or elsewhere on the level. It was sad, what wouldn't a smile do to the senior man's forced features? Looking around the work area Sophie said curtly as she fixed her blue eyes again on Mr Morgenstern. "Well Mr Darcy isn't here right now so I can't ask him, so I'm asking you." She knew that chizpurfles were a problem, but terminating them seemed a bit extreme, they were cute creatures after all. Taking a breath Sophie continued trying to not feel offended. "I'm stepping in and helping anywhere needed since Mrs Peckham ordered me to, so don't get snappy with me for just doing my job."
Ignoring the urge to roll her eyes at Albert she opened her purse and pulled out the report that he asked for and offered it to him. "Here you are, I filled the report out in full while I interviewed the batty old woman about her chizpurfle attic problem." Sophie was not a greenhorn and knew what the proper protocol entitled.
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
Rude. Albert was always rude, sinister and gruff-faced when Sophie encountered him in the work area or elsewhere on the level. It was sad, what wouldn't a smile do to the senior man's forced features? Looking around the work area Sophie said curtly as she fixed her blue eyes again on Mr Morgenstern. "Well Mr Darcy isn't here right now so I can't ask him, so I'm asking you." She knew that chizpurfles were a problem, but terminating them seemed a bit extreme, they were cute creatures after all. Taking a breath Sophie continued trying to not feel offended. "I'm stepping in and helping anywhere needed since Mrs Peckham ordered me to, so don't get snappy with me for just doing my job."
Ignoring the urge to roll her eyes at Albert she opened her purse and pulled out the report that he asked for and offered it to him. "Here you are, I filled the report out in full while I interviewed the batty old woman about her chizpurfle attic problem." Sophie was not a greenhorn and knew what the proper protocol entitled.
"Merlin, why me? Why is it always me?" Albert's thoughts were grim, wondering why the mundane, bordering stupid questions were thrown his way all the damn time? Why can't it be something thought-provoking? Something that would pique his interest. It was like he went back to Hogwarts where he felt his brain could rot anytime with basic information. "I like your initiative, Ms Connolly. Truly, remarkable," he said, again with his forced, fake grin. "However, it is your job to know the how-tos of your division, not mine." How did the woman even got her job? Albert will never know. The effort for Albert not to roll his eyes was so great that he had to turn his head away, and faked-scratch the back of his head. Merlin, he just started out the week and he already felt like punching a dragon in the face.
Anyway.
Albert's attention was diverted back to the envelope in front of him and put it aside for later. Sophie seemed determined to get her job done, and honestly, Albert had to give it to her. At least she was made of something sturdy inside. Albert sat back in his chair, his legs still crossed and stretched out a long arm when he was handed the file. The Enforcement Division Head carefully read the report and raised his two brows. A sign that said that Sophie's report was satisfactory. "Take a seat, Ms. Connolly." he said finally as he flipped through the last page before flipping the folder closed, and placed it on his desk. "I would like to be clear that my advice would be heavily influenced by the nature of work I do in my Division. That being said, I would like to reiterate my opinion that you should terminate all of the chizpurfles that you have collected from this old woman's house before it wrecks havoc in this office." It wasn't long ago that DIMC had a major boo-boo in their operation, unleashing a baby basilisk of which DMC had to contain. Albert was equally determined not to let that happen right under DMC with the chizpurfles because there was no way he'd let the snobby DMIC people laugh at them. He has a reputation to uphold. "Make an appointment with DERP, and see if we can use one of their Venomous Tentaculas. You can bring the chizpurfle carapace back to the Healers at the Atrium." Surely, Sophie knows what it was for, yes?
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"Albert, are you being rude and condescending to my children again?"
The voice and sounds of his heavy footsteps came before the joyous smile plastered on his face. HELLO work friends! Work friends that he hadn't get taken out salsa dancing yet. Hm. HM. HMMMMMM. WHY hadn't he?! That was FOR SURE on things to bring up when he next sat down with the PESTZ. And Albert could come along too, because it would be ABSOLUTELY HYSTERICAL to see the man try and looooooooooooooosen those hips. Ayyyyy.
With an appreciative squeeze of Sophie's shoulder, Theophilus reached out for the report that Albert was HOGGING and tried to take take take it. HELLO that was for HIM. "I already know your write up is going to be of excellent calibre, Soph." Because unlike SOME people, (yeah, you, grumpy-pants) Theo had ALL the faith in his staff. Until they messed up.
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Originally Posted by Shanners
"Albert, are you being rude and condescending to my children again?"
The voice and sounds of his heavy footsteps came before the joyous smile plastered on his face. HELLO work friends! Work friends that he hadn't get taken out salsa dancing yet. Hm. HM. HMMMMMM. WHY hadn't he?! That was FOR SURE on things to bring up when he next sat down with the PESTZ. And Albert could come along too, because it would be ABSOLUTELY HYSTERICAL to see the man try and looooooooooooooosen those hips. Ayyyyy.
With an appreciative squeeze of Sophie's shoulder, Theophilus reached out for the report that Albert was HOGGING and tried to take take take it. HELLO that was for HIM. "I already know your write up is going to be of excellent calibre, Soph." Because unlike SOME people, (yeah, you, grumpy-pants) Theo had ALL the faith in his staff. Until they messed up.
This time, Albert openly rolled his eyes and sat back in his chair, thinking that his day has officially become longer. It was a good thing that he wasn't directly facing Theo's comical face, otherwise, he would've done something about that smile of his to stick permanently. He ought to grow muscles on his face at least. "Why yes, Theophilus. That's my job, remember?" he said sparing a sorry glance at Sophie thinking it absurd to be even considered as Theo's child, even in a metaphorical sense. Disgusting.
And dancing? Please, that's how he got his wife, did he know? Of course not.
Albert simply watched Theophilus snatch the folder from his desk, which he wasn't hogging by the way. The man steepled his hands together and looked at the pair before him. "I am curious as to how you will handle that case, Theophilus. I am sure Sophie would like to hear her boss' solution as well. Right, Ms. Connolly?"
The floor is yours, Mr. Darcy.
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"Merlin, why me? Why is it always me?" Albert's thoughts were grim, wondering why the mundane, bordering stupid questions were thrown his way all the damn time? Why can't it be something thought-provoking? Something that would pique his interest. It was like he went back to Hogwarts where he felt his brain could rot anytime with basic information. "I like your initiative, Ms Connolly. Truly, remarkable," he said, again with his forced, fake grin. "However, it is your job to know the how-tos of your division, not mine." How did the woman even got her job? Albert will never know. The effort for Albert not to roll his eyes was so great that he had to turn his head away, and faked-scratch the back of his head. Merlin, he just started out the week and he already felt like punching a dragon in the face.
Anyway.
Albert's attention was diverted back to the envelope in front of him and put it aside for later. Sophie seemed determined to get her job done, and honestly, Albert had to give it to her. At least she was made of something sturdy inside. Albert sat back in his chair, his legs still crossed and stretched out a long arm when he was handed the file. The Enforcement Division Head carefully read the report and raised his two brows. A sign that said that Sophie's report was satisfactory. "Take a seat, Ms. Connolly." he said finally as he flipped through the last page before flipping the folder closed, and placed it on his desk. "I would like to be clear that my advice would be heavily influenced by the nature of work I do in my Division. That being said, I would like to reiterate my opinion that you should terminate all of the chizpurfles that you have collected from this old woman's house before it wrecks havoc in this office." It wasn't long ago that DIMC had a major boo-boo in their operation, unleashing a baby basilisk of which DMC had to contain. Albert was equally determined not to let that happen right under DMC with the chizpurfles because there was no way he'd let the snobby DMIC people laugh at them. He has a reputation to uphold. "Make an appointment with DERP, and see if we can use one of their Venomous Tentaculas. You can bring the chizpurfle carapace back to the Healers at the Atrium." Surely, Sophie knows what it was for, yes?
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"Albert, are you being rude and condescending to my children again?"
The voice and sounds of his heavy footsteps came before the joyous smile plastered on his face. HELLO work friends! Work friends that he hadn't get taken out salsa dancing yet. Hm. HM. HMMMMMM. WHY hadn't he?! That was FOR SURE on things to bring up when he next sat down with the PESTZ. And Albert could come along too, because it would be ABSOLUTELY HYSTERICAL to see the man try and looooooooooooooosen those hips. Ayyyyy.
With an appreciative squeeze of Sophie's shoulder, Theophilus reached out for the report that Albert was HOGGING and tried to take take take it. HELLO that was for HIM. "I already know your write up is going to be of excellent calibre, Soph." Because unlike SOME people, (yeah, you, grumpy-pants) Theo had ALL the faith in his staff. Until they messed up.
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This time, Albert openly rolled his eyes and sat back in his chair, thinking that his day has officially become longer. It was a good thing that he wasn't directly facing Theo's comical face, otherwise, he would've done something about that smile of his to stick permanently. He ought to grow muscles on his face at least. "Why yes, Theophilus. That's my job, remember?" he said sparing a sorry glance at Sophie thinking it absurd to be even considered as Theo's child, even in a metaphorical sense. Disgusting.
And dancing? Please, that's how he got his wife, did he know? Of course not.
Albert simply watched Theophilus snatch the folder from his desk, which he wasn't hogging by the way. The man steepled his hands together and looked at the pair before him. "I am curious as to how you will handle that case, Theophilus. I am sure Sophie would like to hear her boss' solution as well. Right, Ms. Connolly?"
The floor is yours, Mr. Darcy.
Was Albert just sarcastic with her? It was a compliment for taking initative in the workplace , but Sophie felt there was something hidden underneath his outspoken. It wasn't surprising since she had learned from working there for a year now that Albert was a hard man to impress and one who thought most people to be incompetent at their jobs. Shaking her head Sophie also put up a hand to stop, and correct him. "I'm not part of the pest division officially yet Albert. I'm just filling in there right now because they have a lot of people out sick and away on assignment or leave." It was Mercy's orders.
It seemed like her report, thank the kneazles was satisfactory and to Albert's liking since he invited her to sit down as he reviewed it. Pulling out an unoccupied chair, Sophie sat down and crossed one leg over the other as Albert gave his advice on what she should do next with the chizpurfles. Before Sophie could answer or say what she thought of that solution Theo sauntered over with his usual smile and flair. "Hello Theo," Sophie murmured in greeting as Theo snatched the report from Albert's hands, after giving her shoulder an affectionate squeeze. Oh please let this not turn into a fight between the two men that clearly disliked each other. Looking up at Theo she said tentatively. "Yes, what shall I do with the two cages of chizpurfles in the cells should i kill them off as Albert advised or do you have a better solution?"
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You know, Jordan didn't really have problem with changes, including what the new department head had done with this place. It was quite nice and fresh (literally and figuratively). The enforcement officer did have a very open-minded perspective unlike some certain people... (Yeah, he meant Albert Morgenstren a.k.a the grumpy old dude.)
Speaking of him... He noticed his division head being grumpy again (which actually, was not surprising for him). Have been working for like two years here, Jordan didn't think he had ever seen Morgenstern smiled, ever. Especially since he carelessly dropped the baby basilisk, that old guy would always be bitter like a bad coffee. Did the pest officers annoy him too much? Who knew. "Relax, Morgenstern." Jordan said as he approached them with a cup of coffee and sandwich. You should grab a bite, you're not you when you're hungry."
Did he just say a slogan from a famous muggle candy bar?
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Oh Albert tickled Theo's funny fancy on a daily basis. Perhaps it was his stone face. Perhaps it was the way he gave a lot away when trying to give very little away. Or perhaps it was because annoying him was the most FUN Theo had outside of his dating life. "I thought your job was to sit schtum and have casts of your face made for those angry old man statues that overlook big cities?" Another grin and Theo began to flick through the pages of the report, taking in the most important sections that he could at first glance...whilst leaving half of his brain to consider more ways to bug the other man.
"Don't you just LOVE the new work space, Albert? I love change. Love it!" And Albert didn't. Obviously. Ohhh these big plants were going to be such a great veil to scare the man through or just to charm the leaves to hit him over the head every once in a while.
"... Kill them OFF?!!!??"?!" Theophilus looked OUTRAGED for just a second or perhaps FIVE as he looked between the two of them....
........ and then started to LAUGH.
"Sophie, dear, Albert would be correct if he were suggesting ending their lives to use them for better purposes. Such as seeing if any department could use them for potions investigations or even donating them to schools for the same reason." He closed the report, tucking it under his arm to take back to his desk and read through it properly later. "InFACT I have the details of a place that might want some live ones. For research. Their contact details are in my briefcase somewhere. I'll get them to you later, Sophie. See if they want a cage full and the rest can be divvied out between potions ingredients."
Good things only! Not just killing for the SAKE of it, Albert. Goodness.
*snort* Are we bringing back the Chizpurfle infestation plot? x3
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Was Albert just sarcastic with her? It was a compliment for taking initative in the workplace , but Sophie felt there was something hidden underneath his outspoken. It wasn't surprising since she had learned from working there for a year now that Albert was a hard man to impress and one who thought most people to be incompetent at their jobs. Shaking her head Sophie also put up a hand to stop, and correct him. "I'm not part of the pest division officially yet Albert. I'm just filling in there right now because they have a lot of people out sick and away on assignment or leave." It was Mercy's orders.
It seemed like her report, thank the kneazles was satisfactory and to Albert's liking since he invited her to sit down as he reviewed it. Pulling out an unoccupied chair, Sophie sat down and crossed one leg over the other as Albert gave his advice on what she should do next with the chizpurfles. Before Sophie could answer or say what she thought of that solution Theo sauntered over with his usual smile and flair. "Hello Theo," Sophie murmured in greeting as Theo snatched the report from Albert's hands, after giving her shoulder an affectionate squeeze. Oh please let this not turn into a fight between the two men that clearly disliked each other. Looking up at Theo she said tentatively. "Yes, what shall I do with the two cages of chizpurfles in the cells should i kill them off as Albert advised or do you have a better solution?"
Albert was, for the record, sincere with his compliment. But then again, it would take Sophie years, decades even to see behind his stoic and grumpy mask. On the other hand, Albert was not bothered whether he had assured Ms Connolly of something, or if he was being insincere. He really couldn't care less. She was not, after all, her direct employee. "Hmm?" Something was definitely wrong with what she said, "Filling in or not, Ms Connolly, one ought to know the scope of the person's work you're filling in for. The basics, at the very least." All Albert could see was an excuse for another excuse. Albert waved of his hand, dismissing the discussion as it was already moot. They can argue the same thing over and over again, but that wasn't really the point why she came to him in the first place.
Moving on.
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You know, Jordan didn't really have problem with changes, including what the new department head had done with this place. It was quite nice and fresh (literally and figuratively). The enforcement officer did have a very open-minded perspective unlike some certain people... (Yeah, he meant Albert Morgenstren a.k.a the grumpy old dude.)
Speaking of him... He noticed his division head being grumpy again (which actually, was not surprising for him). Have been working for like two years here, Jordan didn't think he had ever seen Morgenstern smiled, ever. Especially since he carelessly dropped the baby basilisk, that old guy would always be bitter like a bad coffee. Did the pest officers annoy him too much? Who knew. "Relax, Morgenstern." Jordan said as he approached them with a cup of coffee and sandwich. You should grab a bite, you're not you when you're hungry."
Did he just say a slogan from a famous muggle candy bar?
Albert seriously thought of not caring for this guy too, even if he's under his direct supervision. Hernandez, after all, needed to clean his tarnished reputation after the juvenile basilisk incident. He knew he had to be patient with all of them, however, he did not expect to babysit any of them. In comparison, most, if not all of his former Durmstrang students that were under his direct tutelage would know what to do, showing the highest form of competence and maturity over their chosen careers in Magical Creatures. So. How dare this person tell him what to do?
Albert pinched the bridge of his nose once more, containing the bubbling rage inside him. He did try his best that Hernandez meant well with his words. "How thoughtful of you, Hernandez. However, I don't waste my precious time eating breakfast in the office when I should be doing my routine paperwork." Because that was what Division Heads do, except maybe for Theophilus who'd eat whatever was available, and whenever his hands were idle. "Finish your morning grub, Hernandez. We have a busy morning and afternoon today."
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Oh Albert tickled Theo's funny fancy on a daily basis. Perhaps it was his stone face. Perhaps it was the way he gave a lot away when trying to give very little away. Or perhaps it was because annoying him was the most FUN Theo had outside of his dating life. "I thought your job was to sit schtum and have casts of your face made for those angry old man statues that overlook big cities?" Another grin and Theo began to flick through the pages of the report, taking in the most important sections that he could at first glance...whilst leaving half of his brain to consider more ways to bug the other man.
"Don't you just LOVE the new work space, Albert? I love change. Love it!" And Albert didn't. Obviously. Ohhh these big plants were going to be such a great veil to scare the man through or just to charm the leaves to hit him over the head every once in a while.
"... Kill them OFF?!!!??"?!" Theophilus looked OUTRAGED for just a second or perhaps FIVE as he looked between the two of them....
........ and then started to LAUGH.
"Sophie, dear, Albert would be correct if he were suggesting ending their lives to use them for better purposes. Such as seeing if any department could use them for potions investigations or even donating them to schools for the same reason." He closed the report, tucking it under his arm to take back to his desk and read through it properly later. "InFACT I have the details of a place that might want some live ones. For research. Their contact details are in my briefcase somewhere. I'll get them to you later, Sophie. See if they want a cage full and the rest can be divvied out between potions ingredients."
Good things only! Not just killing for the SAKE of it, Albert. Goodness.
"Then they have good, exquisite taste." He was sure those town people would choose his face over Theo's anytime, any day. Albert relaxed in his chair as he watched and waited for them to all disappear, his eyes darting from Sophie to Theo. The older man tilted his head backward, resting his already tired brain as he looked at the obvious changes in their office. Albert chose to stay quiet this time, wondering about the perfect time to burn those vines. They were not DERP for a reason.
The Enforcement head rolled his eyes at the dramatics, knowing that his solution was right and practical. But then again, the issue was under the Pest Control Division, and not his. He'd already told Sophie about the possible devastating effects of the Chizpurfles if it were not disposed of properly. If an infestation did happen because of their negligence, then Theophilus will have to answer to that.
Again, not his division, not his problem.
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Speaking of him... He noticed his division head being grumpy again (which actually, was not surprising for him). Have been working for like two years here, Jordan didn't think he had ever seen Morgenstern smiled, ever. Especially since he carelessly dropped the baby basilisk, that old guy would always be bitter like a bad coffee. Did the pest officers annoy him too much? Who knew. "Relax, Morgenstern." Jordan said as he approached them with a cup of coffee and sandwich. You should grab a bite, you're not you when you're hungry."
Did he just say a slogan from a famous muggle candy bar?
Sophie was waiting for Theo's view of what she should do with the chizpurfles when Jordan Hernandez sauntered over with a cup of coffee and a sandwich in hand giving Albert advice. Looking between the men she wondered how Albert was going to take being told to relax by an employee in his division. Never mind that Jordan too had just recited an ad slogan for a candy bar to him. Looking up Sophie said "Good morning Jordan, got any interesting news? We're discussing chizpurfles."
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"... Kill them OFF?!!!??"?!" Theophilus looked OUTRAGED for just a second or perhaps FIVE as he looked between the two of them...
........ and then started to LAUGH. "Sophie, dear, Albert would be correct if he were suggesting ending their lives to use them for better purposes. Such as seeing if any department could use them for potions investigations or even donating them to schools for the same reason." He closed the report, tucking it under his arm to take back to his desk and read through it properly later. "InFACT I have the details of a place that might want some live ones. For research. Their contact details are in my briefcase somewhere. I'll get them to you later, Sophie. See if they want a cage full and the rest can be divvied out between potions ingredients."
Good things only! Not just killing for the SAKE of it, Albert. Goodness.
Chizpurfles! Sophie wondered if Theo wasn't actually more scary then Albert considering that he went from looking outraged to laughing in a matter of seconds. A woman's heart could only take so many mood shifts. Watering her lips she nodded "Okay, that sounds a lot better than just killing the chizpurfles off for no reason other than them being a pest." It seemed like a big waste and she was really glad that Theo agreed. "What would a school want with a cage full of live chizpurfles?" Sophie asked curiously. Potion ingredients explained itself. Potioneers wanted to use the chizpurfle parts for various potions.
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Albert was, for the record, sincere with his compliment. But then again, it would take Sophie years, decades even to see behind his stoic and grumpy mask. On the other hand, Albert was not bothered whether he had assured Ms Connolly of something, or if he was being insincere. He really couldn't care less. She was not, after all, her direct employee. "Hmm?" Something was definitely wrong with what she said, "Filling in or not, Ms Connolly, one ought to know the scope of the person's work you're filling in for. The basics, at the very least." All Albert could see was an excuse for another excuse. Albert waved of his hand, dismissing the discussion as it was already moot. They can argue the same thing over and over again, but that wasn't really the point why she came to him in the first place. [/COLOR][/FONT]
If Albert's compliment had been sincere of not Sophie found it hard to know but she decided to believe that it was. She had after a year in the office decided that Mr Morgenstern was a very complicated man with a grumpy mask that was really hard to see through. Taking a breath Sophie turned her head to Albert "Doesn't my filled out report and safe removal of all the chizpurfles give you evidence that I know the scope of the work I'm filling in for? I just wanted advice since I think pests aside that killing any creature off without reason is a waste."
Mercy made her way from her office toward the work area. Everyone seemed to be talking, lots of commotion. These were her people! So she wanted to jump in, hear about the commotion and get involved in it all.
"Good morning everyone!" She provided them all with a friendly smile and hoped that the conversation wouldn't die down now that the boss was here. "What's the buzz?" Which admittedly was a lame thing to say but whatever she'd already said it and it wasn't like Mercy Peckham had ever been the pinnacle of coolness.. Or that she had to be cool. This was an office, not Hogwarts.
Also she figured she should come around in case anyone had questions or concerns and hadn't had a chance to make it to her office.
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[FONT="Arial"] If Albert's compliment had been sincere of not Sophie found it hard to know but she decided to believe that it was. She had after a year in the office decided that Mr Morgenstern was a very complicated man with a grumpy mask that was really hard to see through. Taking a breath Sophie turned her head to Albert "Doesn't my filled out report and safe removal of all the chizpurfles give you evidence that I know the scope of the work I'm filling in for? I just wanted advice since I think pests aside that killing any creature off without reason is a waste."
Albert wondered why people would like to play mind games with him. Only a few of said people were relevant to him and would entertain their questions in a heartbeat. However, in this case, he'd been considerate enough to swallow the bile in his mouth, and even gave the woman before him a quick, simple, efficient solution to her question. It was actually a treat coming from the man if she'd cared enough to observe and not rub the fact in his face that she was suitable for the job and that his choice was unacceptable. Pah! What a bunch of buffoons.
A quirk of an eyebrow and an almost death stare was given to Ms Connolly. "Were you aware of the basilisk incident last time, Ms Connolly? Perhaps, I should remind you: The people from the DIMC made a disastrous mistake in their reports, missing out the fact that they had basilisk eggs in their care. The poor bunch thought they were successful in retrieving rare dragon eggs." They were really unbelievable employees. Bless Erec Delacroix for surviving that. "Two mistakes," Albert held up his thumb and forefinger as he propped his elbow on his desk, "One, the intel could've been passed on to this department, making use of the employees here who deem to be capable of such task, two, the report was flawed and inadequate, thus leading the DMC to clean up after someone else's mess." Albert sat back down and steepled his hands together. "And that didn't end there, this department had been faulty too during the juvenile basilisk operation," he said giving Hernandez a long, cold stare. "Moral of the story, Ms Connolly, is that reports could be flawed. It does not prove anything unless someone else had seen you do it." Long story short, he wasn't buying it. She did fill out the report, but that's just paper for all he cared. Merlin knows if those chizpurfles were super-charged now by magic and Merlin knows what. But then again, he wasn't the boss, it wasn't his concern, it wasn't his problem. He'd let Sophie cry foul and not care at all. Albert was not her babysitter.
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Originally Posted by Schroyers
Mercy made her way from her office toward the work area. Everyone seemed to be talking, lots of commotion. These were her people! So she wanted to jump in, hear about the commotion and get involved in it all.
"Good morning everyone!" She provided them all with a friendly smile and hoped that the conversation wouldn't die down now that the boss was here. "What's the buzz?" Which admittedly was a lame thing to say but whatever she'd already said it and it wasn't like Mercy Peckham had ever been the pinnacle of coolness.. Or that she had to be cool. This was an office, not Hogwarts.
Also she figured she should come around in case anyone had questions or concerns and hadn't had a chance to make it to her office.
Albert rolled his eyes and let out an audible sigh as he sat back and straightened out his crimson tie. Monday literally just rolled in and he already had to deal with annoying people. Mercy's presence didn't help his mood, especially with the way she talked. Merlin's holy socks, he was getting old way too fast in this place. The morning greeting was met with a look and a nod of his head, and then back to Albert sitting in his chair quite elegantly looking at the discarded folder on his desk.
What were they talking about? "Chizpurfles and how to get rid of it," Albert said flatly, inwardly cringing at how pathetic that sounded. DMC dealing with pests. How elementary.
"Your thoughts?" Albert kept his stare on the folder that sat on his desk, and after a while, took it in his hands to review it. The older gentleman gave Sophie another look, and then back to his folder. "You gave her the temporary task of dealing with infestations, yes?" he asked, his eyes still on the document he was holding. "Grace us with your opinion then, Ms Peckham."
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Albert wondered why people would like to play mind games with him. Only a few of said people were relevant to him and would entertain their questions in a heartbeat. However, in this case, he'd been considerate enough to swallow the bile in his mouth, and even gave the woman before him a quick, simple, efficient solution to her question. It was actually a treat coming from the man if she'd cared enough to observe and not rub the fact in his face that she was suitable for the job and that his choice was unacceptable. Pah! What a bunch of buffoons.
A quirk of an eyebrow and an almost death stare was given to Ms Connolly. "Were you aware of the basilisk incident last time, Ms Connolly? Perhaps, I should remind you: The people from the DIMC made a disastrous mistake in their reports, missing out the fact that they had basilisk eggs in their care. The poor bunch thought they were successful in retrieving rare dragon eggs." They were really unbelievable employees. Bless Erec Delacroix for surviving that. "Two mistakes," Albert held up his thumb and forefinger as he propped his elbow on his desk, "One, the intel could've been passed on to this department, making use of the employees here who deem to be capable of such task, two, the report was flawed and inadequate, thus leading the DMC to clean up after someone else's mess." Albert sat back down and steepled his hands together. "And that didn't end there, this department had been faulty too during the juvenile basilisk operation," he said giving Hernandez a long, cold stare. "Moral of the story, Ms Connolly, is that reports could be flawed. It does not prove anything unless someone else had seen you do it." Long story short, he wasn't buying it. She did fill out the report, but that's just paper for all he cared. Merlin knows if those chizpurfles were super-charged now by magic and Merlin knows what. But then again, he wasn't the boss, it wasn't his concern, it wasn't his problem. He'd let Sophie cry foul and not care at all. Albert was not her babysitter.
Albert rolled his eyes and let out an audible sigh as he sat back and straightened out his crimson tie. Monday literally just rolled in and he already had to deal with annoying people. Mercy's presence didn't help his mood, especially with the way she talked. Merlin's holy socks, he was getting old way too fast in this place. The morning greeting was met with a look and a nod of his head, and then back to Albert sitting in his chair quite elegantly looking at the discarded folder on his desk.
What were they talking about? "Chizpurfles and how to get rid of it," Albert said flatly, inwardly cringing at how pathetic that sounded. DMC dealing with pests. How elementary.
"Your thoughts?" Albert kept his stare on the folder that sat on his desk, and after a while, took it in his hands to review it. The older gentleman gave Sophie another look, and then back to his folder. "You gave her the temporary task of dealing with infestations, yes?" he asked, his eyes still on the document he was holding. "Grace us with your opinion then, Ms Peckham."
The timid feeling that Mercy had had suddenly left her as Albert rolled his eyes, it was replaced with a very annoyed feeling.. Who did the older man think he was? She might be younger and said something stupid... but she was still his boss. "Do you have a problem, Morgenstern?" Cause it seemed like he was just a grumpy old fart of a man.
"Chizpurfles? I think there are plenty of ways of getting rid of them that anyone in this room should know.. Potions and whatnot.. But i think it's an excellent task for you, Morgenstern." She smiled politely at him, if he wanted to be rude he could have a stupid assignment. "How is everyone else doing today?" Since the rest of her employees weren't grumpy old men who wanted to make everyone around them as miserable as he was.
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Theophilus had had it up to whatever his stomach measurements were of Albert being Albert. Had this not been the workplace, Theophilus would not have hesitated in his fist finding the man, but this was purely professional and so he tucked his feelings away for the long haul. It wasn't constructive for Albert to talk to people the way he did and Theo didn't enjoy having all these negative thoughts under his belt. SO he turned (obviously) away from the other man and focused only on Sophie.
"Teaches students how to prepare their ingredients whether dead already or not, Sophie. Obviously they'd be for universities and students ready for that stage. Contact a few and let me know what they decide?" Because this was the right idea. Repurposing. Educating. Why did it seem to just be he and Sophie that understood that?
AH. MERCY! Mercy had arrived.
The Darcy man grinned at her addition to their group. "Morning, Ms. Peckham. We were just ADMIRING the new look around here. WELL. Some of us." Pointed looks for Alberto.
But the conversation turned back to the chizpurfles and it was then that Theophilus felt mighty defensive. "I'd much rather that Sophie and I were responsible for the infestation. I don't agree with Albert's method of eradicating the problem and it falls under my division." Therefore he wasn't stepping aside and letting GRUMPLESTILTSKIN over there with his leather skin get a look in. "Otherwise, I'm fantastic."
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Albert Morgenstern and his bitterness somehow cracked him up. If other people might be a little bit intimidated by this grumpy old man but Jordan was just.. amused. No, not because he didn't take him seriously. And obviously he started bringing up about the mayhem that the 36 year-old had caused two years ago. He thought Morgenstern sounded like a teenage girl who had a difficulty to move on from her ex-lover. "Alright, boss." He nodded.
Turning to Sophie, Jordan gave her a boyish grin. "Good morning, Sophie. There no interesting news from me unfortunately." Chizpurfles? Hmmm.... "You can feed them to other creatures." Like occamies, trolls, and pretty sure the hippogriffs would enjoy them too. That's even better than just kill them off. And their new department head was here. "G'morning, Miss Peckham." He should've not called her miss since she seemed tad a bit younger than him. And about what topic they were discussing, Jordan didn't need to mention it again since his co-workers had fill her in, right?
Let's just finish his coffee before Morgenstern started being grumpy again.
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