having no idea what Alex was saying, Georgina tried to remember. If it was in the conference room then she should know, she should remember. He pretended? Sweet old man? HIM? She was still in the middle of contemplating what had already happened then she heard the quiet next comment. "My head.. What? What does that mean?" So she got a cut, but that didn't mean anything! Right?

Sion shook her head. "It's clear he had no purpose when he did that, other than to show that he can be..." Evil? Well, that was it, basically. "That he can create a chaos," Sion said. "Ria is more important."

Because she had been dragged into this, without her own consent or even actual knowledge.

Had Georgina... forgotten? Sion looked up, a brief but inquiring look. "You were in the fight, Georgina," she said, quietly. "You took a few hits, from the girl called Ria, when she was under Morlen's control."

The healer ought to be here soon to fix things, patch them up. Hopefully, he would be able to make some headway, here.

"It means you might have slight amnesia." she said, very straight forward. She hoped the healer would be here soon, Georgina need medical attention now.

"Fight? I have no idea who Ria is!" Georgina's mind was swimming in confusion. What was going on?


Her eye's widened when she heard Alex. "Amnesia.... I-I'm fine! Nothing happened to me." CONFUUUUUSSSEEEEDDDD

Alex didn't know what to make of this. "Yes, there was a battle." she said, feeling as if she was stating the obvious. "You must have gotten hit very hard, if it is having that kind of affect." she said.

Brian entered the room after a mild knock on the door twice. Stood by the door he looked around to get a glimpse of the department head. "Excuse me!" he announced his entry through his soft velvet voice, hands inside his pants pockets casually.

Right. Sion just wanted a good rest, right now. That was it. "I think you should talk to the healer, when one arrives," she said, quietly.

Must. Not. Close. Eyes.

Sion rose to her feet. "Mr. Lee," she acknowledged. "This man -" She glanced at Morlen, seated on a chair, and bound by ropes. "Came into the A&C Conference Room, pretending to be an old man who wanted to rest a sore leg. He later wrecked the entire place, set things on fire, and charmed objects to attack the employees. He also placed a muggle under his control, causing her to try to hurt Level Three employees."

She paused. "I've sent for Mr. Jensen of Magical Law Enforcement, too, so that you two can handle things, from here."

Acknowledging the woman's response with a gentle nod, Brian looked at Ms. Sion, the dept head of A&C first and then drifted his gaze towards the mysterious man. "Sounds dangerous." he nodded his head after listening what Ms. Sion said. "I need to take him to our security Head Quarters to enquire. He needs our own kind of treatement I guess" his voice was still soft yet determined.

May be he was the one responsible for that mysterious howler too..who knows?!

Erik hurried down a level as indicated by the memo now snug in his pocket and looked around, knocking on the door, "Ummmm someone call me?" He asked no to no one in particular but looking around at the place with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes," she said quietly. She nodded towards the man who was in ropes in the corner. "He is claiming he will be the next Voldemort." she murmured.

There he was. Mr. Jensen. Sion nodded - Alex had pretty much summed it all up. "He wrecked the A&C Conference Room, attacked employees, and placed a muggle girl under his control, causing her to hurt people, too," she said, taking her gaze off Morlen as she spoke.

There was a brief pause, and then Sion looked at the two heads. "I suppose you'll want to take him away, to question?" Or do... whatever they did to people like these. Probably collect information, give them a trial, that sort of stuff - not Sion's field of expertise, frankly. She just wanted to get rid of Morlen - wanted to get rid of him, knowing he was now in hands that knew their job, under the hawk's eye of people who would ensure he could not hurt people, or try to destroy portions of the Ministry.

So yes, the sooner Morlen was out of sight, the better it would be. Things could be restored to normal, then.

Nodding as someone filled him in with the basics he looked toward the man and frowned. He hated idiots like this. His eyes landing on Brian he pursed his lips. "Well that would be ideal but the question is who's jurisdiction is this. Do we flip a coin?" he asked cheekily. He looked toward the man again and crossed his arms. "He's a dark wizard who used magic on people, that falls into mine, but caused havoc on the ministry which falls into yours..." He raised an eyebrow and held his hand out to Brian for some input, "Any suggestions?" There was no doubt it should go to him since his Aurors were the type that handled this stuff not the rent-a-cop security level. he smirked to himself at the joke he'd made but didn't dare utter it, he'd have to tell that to Ben later.

Right. Looked like a line would have to be drawn here. But she was not the person to do that, was she? Eh. "I assumed Law Enforcement would want to question him, Mr. Jensen, and then hand him over to Ministry Security - or vice versa. I can't claim to know what falls in which category but, the way I see it, this is something that involves both your departments, and I supposed the two of you would want to work together, on this."

She just wanted to get rid of Morlen Deverex.

Please.

Oh, goodness. This was the last thing Sion needed to happen, right now. Checking back a sigh, she raised her wand. Her patronus erupted out of the tip of the instrument, and raced away at once.

No more drama, please God.

Erik shrugged as Sion told him of her suggestion, "Well it just seems ta me that since Security failed in detecting him upon arrival as is their job...that perhaps some more skilled hands should take over." He smirked a dangerous smirk at Brian. "I'm all fer workin' tagether if he promises not ta let him slip through again." He knew he was treading dangerously but honestly how did Ministry Security, the end all be all of security let the lunatic in in the first place. Huh?

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Mr. Jensen... was beginning to sound non-professional. Sion resisted the urge to narrow her eyes. "Morlen Deverex looked like a harmless man, upon arrival," she said, quietly. Heck, he had impersonated the jolliest, old man he could possibly have - and there had been that sore leg and the cane, the excellent imitation of someone who had trouble walking, because of a decade-old injury. Yes, he had looked exactly like the ex-auror he had claimed to be, there could be no doubt about that - most likely, he had taken on the appearance of someone who actually was an ex-auror, to ensure that he was not denied entry into the Ministry.

But that wasn't for her to mull over -- that was for Law Enforcement and Security to look into.

"Mr. Jensen, I just want this man removed from Level Three," she said honestly, tones still polite. "I am - and I am sure the other employees are, too - willing to answer any questions related to the attack, chaos and havoc, if needed. But, right now, I feel that, as long as Mr. Deverex remains here and is not where he should be after his actions, the safety of my employees will be compromised."

Sion turned around, noticing.... someone she did not know. Someone who she was certain, it might be mentioned, did not belong to her Department. He had a kind of poise she often associated with people who knew their job; but, that said, she had seen too much impersonation today, to take another person for who he seemed to be.

"Mr. --?" Her voice was quiet, again.

Erik's eyes landed on Evander as he walked in the room, wand brandished, and frowned. How did he always show up places? Catching the nod he pursed his lips and then looked at Sion who spoke to him. And thought quickly about a place they could put him. Ministry security....not really secure enough since they didn't normally house dangerous criminals. Could put him in the courtrooms and he'd never get out. His department would be the second best cause then he'd be surrounded by Aurors and Hit Wizards.

In his thinking he heard Sion speak to Evander and he sighed, "That's Evander he's a Hit Wizard who likes to follow me around." Well not exactly true but it amused him nonetheless just to see Evander's expression to that. "Alright then. Brian where do you think best to hold him?" He'd been picked on enough after all.

Sion raised an eyebrow.

"We're not the ones tied to a chair, Mr. Deverex," she said, sweetly.

Sion relaxed, inwardly. Right. If Erik knew this man, she guessed she could trust him. For now. "Sion Jetza," she offered.

"Yes," she said, still quietly. "Mr. Deverex here was kind enough to allow himself to be knocked out cold, after he had proceeded to wreck the A&C Conference Room, and caused a young lady to attack employees." There was a certain touch of sarcasm, to her tones. Shrugging it off, she picked up her narrative again. "I suspect his strength is potions." Unregistered, illegal potions, most likely. "Flashy rather than scary, though."

That was it, simply put. Though Sion could not deny that the 'flashy' had caused enough damage, as it was. Even though she personally thought that things could have gotten much, much worse, if Morlen had had brains. Shrugging inwardly, she turned inquiringly to Erik.

Smirking at Evander's comment he studied the man sitting in the chair for awhile as he listened to what happened again trying to see if he could pick up on anything else. "Alright, we'll take him off yer hands now. Ummm..." He looked at Evander than nodded toward the man. "If ye'd be so kind Evander. We're goin' ta place him in our own conference room fer the time bein'. And...I'll grab Dacs on the way I suppose." Or maybe Ben... Pulling out his own wand he held it firmly in his hand and pointed at the man in the chair. "Sion would ye like ta come with us or tend ta yer employees first?" He probably knew the answer but had to ask anyway.

That, at least, was progress. Sion's lips tugged up, into a small smile of relief. "Thank you," she said, quietly. Morlen Deverex, removed from her department, meant a good portion of her worries solved. Or so she wanted free reign to think, right now.

"Do you need me immediately?" She asked. "I sent for a healer, and I want to make sure one is here, before I leave the level."

"Alright, then." Evander nodded in agreement and was clearly tempted to knock the fellow out, it'd make things much easier. He flicked his own wand to levitate the chair instead, trusting Erik to keep his wand trained on the man.

He glanced at the woman and smiled tightly. "I don't reckon so, ma'am. You come along when you're good and ready to." He shot another glance at the unconscious person and then opened the door with his free hand, ready to levitate the prisoner out.