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Obliviator Headquarters A lovely oak desk is near the door, and your eyes immediately fall on the giant nameplate reading: http://i686.photobucket.com/albums/v...issylou/21.png The job of the Obliviators is to modify the memory of any Muggle who has witnessed an act of magic. When on the field, the Obliviators work together to come up with memories to implant in the minds of Muggles through the use of the Obliviating Spell. This spell should only be used by Obliviators according to the Ministry. |
http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q.../Ivan_ID_3.png ID Card Made By Hawken Terrell A disheveled Ivan meandered in to work, threadbare satchel slung over his shoulder. First one in. That was the way it should be if one is the boss. Or so he'd said to the Ministry official in the atrium. In reality, this early arrival was just because Ivan hadn't been to bed yet - a few after-work drinks had turned into darts, which had turned into a visit to a club... So here it was, 5 in the morning and Ivan was back at work. Tossing the satchel on the floor next to a stack of books by his desk, Ivan slumped into his creaky chair. He straightened his tie and closed his wrinkled robes. There was a dart hole in the sleeve. Darn that Jenkins and his lousy aim. Ivan groused to himself. He'd have to buy new robes. Again. From within his top drawer, Ivan pulled out a cup of cold coffee. He flicked some mold off the top layer and drank. Guess I could get the Myers Station report done. From under a large stack of folders, Ivan drew a sheaf of crinkled forms. He mended his quill, perused the top sheet and got to work. His staff wouldn't be arriving for another few hours. Maybe, if he was lucky, someone would bring in some fresh coffee. Or, better, a sewing kit. |
Mona poked her head into the Obliviator Headquarters before heading to her office. "Morning, Ian," she called out softly, her voice still soft because of the unholy hour. "Not so good of a morning? You look frightful!" |
"Ivan," he corrected automatically, looking up from the ink-smeared report. He blinked, catching the edge of a robe as it disappeared out the door. Who was that? Another remembrall glowed red in the basket on his desk. There were about six in there at present and only one non-glowing one was left. Ivan sighed. What was he forgetting? |
Katya performed a clumsy pirouette as she entered the empty office, dropping her decoy papers on her desk, she danced on towards the boss' office. Poking her head through the doorway, she found her new boss staring intently at a remembrall. She pondered the wisdom of interrupting him for all of 2 seconds, "Morning, Mr Callooous!" |
Jason walked into the Headquarters. He was afraid he had been late, so he had woke up a few hours ahead of the usual time. Knowing himself, he couldn't go back to sleep, so he had decided to rearrange all of his books that were in his house. Again. His eyes looked around to see not that many had come in, but he didn't mind. He usually liked the quiet. And by quiet he means no Katya or Dae. But his hopes for quiet was ruined once he saw Katya's body out of Mr. Callistus' office. That mad woman! Moving towards Katya, he grabbed her arm and pulled her head out of the office. He then stuck his head inside and smiled at his boss. "Good Morning, sir." Was all he said before sticking his head out and looking down at Katya. "What... are you doing?" |
"Heeeeey!" One second she was about to compliment Callous on his stylish robes, and the next she was whisked out into the main office by one incredibly annoying (although she liked him, he did tend to ruin her fun) nerd. "Maybe you should wipe your glasses, Killin," she teased, "if you can't even see that I'm merely saying hello to Mr. Callous!" |
"It's Callistus, Le Blaireau." Jason told her, taking off his glasses and cleaning them off with his robes as she told him. "And do you know that you're hazardous to that man? It's better off he's sitting alone there." "Now you should be doing your work. And we're Dae? Don't tell me she's shopping again?" he groaned. How can he be friends with these two women?! |
Spluttering at being called hazardous, Katya felt the childish urge to grab his spectacles and chuck them into the Boss-man's office, but she merely hmmphed and folded her arms. "Shows what you know," tilting her nose upwards as she walked back to her desk, she continued in a slightly snooty tone, "the shops aren't even open yet!" |
Placing back his glasses, he pushed them up and gave Katya a smiled who seemed to be hmmphing over something. "You do know you're dangerous, don't you?" he teased as he walked behind her, since his desk was located next to hers. "Oh please. I bet that Dae is waiting for them to open. God knows what she's going to buy next." Jason said, taking a seat. |
Katya pretended to ignore him as she shuffled papers around on her desk. After she'd moved a a garden gnome (one of the muggle ornaments, not the potato-like creature) from the left to the right and back to the left again, she finally deigned to grace Jason with her response. "For all you know she could be stuck somewhere in mortal peril!" She pointed an accusing finger at him, "How would THAT make you feel hmmm? Knowing you were teasing her!" |
"Mortal peril?" Jason chuckled, cleaning up his desk. "Oh please. Her only mortal peril would be that she can't decide which color to chose," he laughed, opening his desk drawer and cleaning it next. A few moments later, he pulled out a piece of paper doodled on. Raising his brow, he turned his gaze back at Katya. "How many times have I told you to not touch my papers?" |
Dan had come from his office because it was quit there so he entered the Obliviators department "Well good morning my office isn`t busy so I popped round how you guys doing today?" |
At the sight of the rather familiar piece of paper, Katya's cheeks turned pink and she smiled sheepishly at her nerdy colleague. Before she could offer an explanation, however, a stranger strolled into their space and she pounced on the opportunity he presented. Jumping up off her chair, she leaned halfway across the desk to point a finger at the newcomer, "AHA! How do you know it wasn't him who doodled on your papers?" |
Sighing, he messaged his temple and pushed the closer to her and said. "I know it was you because no one would write 'Oche+Katya= LUUUVVV' except you." Jason told her, crunching up the paper and throwing it in the trash bin. "Dan." He said with a nod, acknowledging his fellow department worker. Going back to Katya, he merely shook his head and said, "You'll never leave me and my work in peace, will you?" |
Sinking back in her chair with a slightly hurt frown, Katya drew one of the boring folders towards her and shrugged a shoulder at his question. "Maybe I would, if you didn't seek me out all the time." Licking the pad of her index finger, she flipped through the papers to look for something she was supposed to be doing. |
Jason looked up with a confused look. Seek her out? What was that supposed to mean? He didn't like her. Well he did, but only as a friend...err college. Scratching the top of his head, he tried to figure out what had she meant. But seeing as he couldn't get it, he spoke up. "Seek you out? What do you mean by that?" |
Looking over her shoulder at Jason, she raised a brow and gave him a significant look. "That's exactly what I mean." she said cryptically before turning back to her folder, just flipping randomly now. Merlin's underpants, this was dreadfully dull work... When were they going to go out and blow up some muggles - errr... erase some memories? |
"Why would I have done it. One I would have never come into your department without asking. Katya do you want me to turn into a lion and eat you" said Dan a little offenced at the fact they thought he did it. |
"Oh that made no sense, Katya!" Jason complained, giving her a puppy pout. "How am I seeking you out?! If you mean by looking out for you then fine, yes I do look out for you only for your best interest. You know well enough that if I wasn't here you would've been fired eons ago." After that, he turned back to his desk and started to work on whatever he needed to work on. Darn Katya. |
Katya had been trying to be all serious, but Dan's remark had her staring at him for all for five seconds before she burst out laughing. Gripping her sides, she had to hide her face in the crook of her elbow to muffle the giggles. "T-turn *gaaaasp* lion *wheeeze* and *gasp* and *choke* eat me?!" the words were gasped and wheezed out as she tried to control the mirth that had resulted from such an outrageous proclamation. |
"You don`t think I can`t do it ok I will" said Dan and he trans formed into a lion and growled at her. |
Jason stared down at Katya while she laughed and shook his head with disappointment. She always took things as a joke. That will be the death of her one day. As he went back to his work, a growl startled him. Turning his head back to Katya, he saw a lion growling at her. You have to be joking. Quickly, he took out his wand and pointed it at the lion "Petrificus Totalus!" he said, making the lion petrified. Sighing, he flicked his wand once more turning the lion into a little kitty cat. "See what you've done?!" |
Katya leaned across her desk to look down at the kitty and looked up at Jason with a puzzled expression, "I... made a kitten?" Turning back to the transfigured lion/person, she wagged a finger at it/him, "tsk tsk, you know that's against Ministry rules, don't you?" |
Dan turned back into a person "Yes I do you just made me angry" said Dan who was about to go when he decided to watch and see how it went. |
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