Back.

Marina was back, and she needed to talk to Becca. The young division head stepped up to the woman's office, and knocked at the door.

Be quick. Please. I hate to wait.

Especially when there was work to be done.

Looking up at the door, Becca smiled and nodded to Marina "Come in" she called out before looking back down at what she was writing and finishing the sentence. When she'd done, she looked up at put her quill down "How can I help you Marina?" Becca asked.

Marina walked in briskly, and glanced around. The place was the same it had been, the last time she had visited it.

"Becca," she acknowledged with half a smile. "I talked to Daniel, earlier today. He briefed me on what has been going on in the Death Chamber, in my absence. But it seems he doesn't know what part my division was assigned, in association with the Quidditch World Cup. I thought you would be the one to know that better, so I came over."

Watching Marina, Becca smiled and then listened. When she heard what Marina had to say, she nodded and flipped open the Death Chamber folder on her desk "Yeah, in here, it says that your division is to research into injuries and how to deal with them if they should become life-threatening" Becca smiled and looked back up at Marina "Any questions?" she asked, wondering if the division head had everything she needed now.

Riiight. "Thank you," Marina said, politely. Five minutes with Becca had just turned out to be a whole lot more help than twenty with Daniel. But then again, Becca was the Head, and she knew things.

"No, that was all I needed to know. I can take it from here. It's just a little hard to catch up at once, after you take such a long break. Thanks once again." With that, she was off once more.

"No problem" Becca smiled, closing the folder again and placing it back in it's position before nodding "Okay, I appreciate you coming to ask me" Becca smiled and watched Marina go. Looking back down at what she had been writing, Becca picked up her quill again and dipped it in the ink to start writing again.

Aidon exited the Hall of Prophecy and proceeded down the corridors till he reached Becca's office door. He knocked lightly and awaited for her response. His hand held the cool glass orb in the pocket of his midnight blue robes. Placing his wand in the other pocket, he took a deep breath...exhaled. His brain was still in an uproar, swiftly connecting the dots to the confusing yet far too clear prophecy that he held with him. He shook his head and repeated the breathing process. He looked up and waited for Becca.

Looking up as she heard a knock, Becca saw Aidon looking slightly confused and he had another emotion on his face that she couldn't quite place. Finishing the word she was writing and then putting the quill down, she nodded to him and called out for him to come in. "How can I help you?" she asked "And would you like to take a seat?" Becca offered.

DH came rushing from the Planet Room towards the Office of the Department Head. He is holding in his hand a folder of reports and dates of possible Quidditch World Cup Finals night will be held.

He then knocked on the door to check if the Department Head is inside.

Looking at Aidon, Becca smiled and then looked towards DH "Come on it Mr. Smith" she nodded warmly to him as her eyes found the folder in his hand. Were they dates?

DH smiled at Aidon and then at Becca. And then his eyes widen and smiled when he sensed that the Department head anticipated his coming to her office. He nodded and greeted the two. "Hello, Mrs. Lee, Aidon." then he paused and looked at Becca.

"I have here the dates for the Cup.'' he said handing her the folder in his hand.

"Call me Becca, please" Becca smiled, watching DH and then nodding "That's good, thank you" she took the folder and opened it. Scanning the information on the page, she nodded "The dates sound good. Has Maintenance gone back upstairs?" she asked, looking up at DH again.

"Yes, Becca." he said and paused for a moment. "We finished it up early and after a meal, we wrapped things up and i sent them home.." he chuckled a little. "Then i double checked the dates and finished things up that's why I only forwarded it to you just now." he said looking very confident of the dates they have prepared.

Smiling when he called her Becca and then explained, she smiled "Okay, well that sounds great. Thank you very much, I'll get these dates passed on to the right departments" she nodded "Good work" she praised him before placing the folder on top of the 'Planet Room' part of her desk and then looking back at Aidon.

DH smiled and said, "I think I better go now. it seems you and Aidon got something to do.." He paused and said, "See you around guys." He turned his back and is heading for the door when he turned back and said, "By the way, do you want to eat something? I got a lot of food in the Planet Room if you want some, I can bring it to the Break Room and we can eat it there." he said looking at the two.

"Yeah, apparently so" Becca smiled at DH and then watched him as he made to leave. When he turned back to them, she smiled "Thanks, but no thanks" she looked at Aidon. Brian would probably be upset with her if he found out she'd refused food, but it didn't really matter right now, she'd deal with that later. Right now, Aidon's reason for being here was the only thing troubling her.

Aidon smiled and nodded as Becca offered him a seat. As he heard DH arrive, he turned in his chair and gave him a smile.
"Hello, DH." he said, waving to him. He waited for him to give Becca the dates of the cup and waved again as DH left the room. Taking a deep breath, he turned to Becca.
"We've received a very peculiar prophecy." he said after a few moments. "It mentions two Quidditch teams, obviously for the World Cup. However, it's so vague in who wins..." he paused. "I can't make out what it's purpose is, seeing as it is so vague." His hand plunged into the pocket of his robes and he pulled out the tiny glass orb. He placed it on Becca's desk, staring at it with the same mixed look of confusion and curiosity. The tiny blue orb was clouded faintly on the inside and it still glowed softly. He tore his gaze from the orb and looked up at Becca, hoping she had some sort of explanation. He then remembered that he had written down what the prophecy had said. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his wand, gave it a flourish, and a small piece of parchment appeared.
"I've got what the prophecy says here.." he placed the paper on the desk and handed it to Becca.
.

Looking at Aidon when DH left, Becca smiled and listened interestedly. Peculiar prophecy? She looked at him and nodded as he paused. When he placed the orb on her desk, she looked down at it and said nothing. Seeing Aidon look up at him, Becca loked up, wondering what the prophecy had said specifically. When she was about to ask, Aidon handed her some parchment with the prophecy on it.

"Every four years wizards come
to watch their favorite sport take place
Far away from Muggles, civilization
and hidden in a secret space.

Two teams, rivals since the days of old
will unite for an epic match
The favored thrice before has brought home gold
Whilst the underdog has had to sit back and watch

With the blow of a whistle the players take flight
Speeding at speeds like birds on the wing
This match will continue until late into the night
The golden-winged ball is caught and the crowd will sing"

Reading this out quietly, she looked up at Aidon "Well, I'm sure it's about Quidditch, that's pretty obvious.." she looked down at the lines "Favoured thrice before.." she muttered "Haven't one of the teams won before three times?" she asked to no-one in particular. Looking up at Aidon, she shook her head "I think this is telling the outcome of the Quidditch match." she looked at the wall thoughtfully

"Umm... Don't mention this to anyone outside of the Hall of Prophecy.. We'll keep this quiet because this might make people not want to see the match if they know the outcome." Becca narrowed her eyes slightly, still thinking "And.. I'm pretty sure I'll have to tell Ms. Taylor" she added quietly before pulling another piece of parchment from her drawer and writing something on it "Okay, I've got that written down. I'll do it later. I'll get her take on the prophecy" she smiled "Thanks Mr. Elric" Becca looked at the orb again, eyeing it curiously.

Aidon watched intently as Becca read the prophecy on the parchment. He nodded, the uproar in his brain fizzling as time went by. He nodded to her when she announced that she would be taking the issue to Ms. Taylor.
"I'm not too sure on my Quidditch history," Aidon admitted. "But you don't think there's anything else to this prophecy?..." he paused, his own curiosity seeming to not be so germane as before. He shook his head slightly. "I dunno...It seemed too obvious to me. I've never, if I can remember, had a prophecy that was so vague and simple. I might just be overthinking this...." he smiled to Becca as she thanked him. Seeing as Becca had the written prophecy, he lifted his hand and carefully pocketed the glass orb once again. He then looked up at Becca with another smile.

"There could be" Becca mused, wondering what other meaning there could be. Watching Aidon thoughtfully, she listened "No, I trust your opinion on this." she nodded "You're the person who works with these prophecies." Frowning as she tried to think, Becca rested her elbows on the desk and rubbed her eyes a little before resting her head on her hands.

"...Maybe it's a false prophecy" she suggested randomly. "It could've made it into the Hall of Prophecies somehow, maybe a previous employee did it, I dunno.. but we still need to treat it as a serious one" Becca nodded, watching Aidon with a thoughtful frown as he pocketed the glass orb "I'm sure that it's nothing serious." she nodded reassuringly to him.

Aidon nodded and sat back into a more comfortable position in the chair.
"That's the problem," he said, frowning again. "It seems just as any other normal prophecy. I've done normal security procedures as well..." he sighed. "But maybe you're right," he added "I think I might go see if I can find any archived records for the Hall. I have yet to see them." He was trying to be more optimistic about his gloomy job. He saw her frown after he pocketed the prophecy.
"D'you need it?" he asked with a puzzled voice. He pulled the glass orb back out and held it up.

Nodding at Aidon, Becca listened. "Yeah, I know. I'm not saying it was you, I'm saying it could've been put there a few years ago" she smiled, watching him being optimistic "So yeah, please do check the records" Becca smiled thoughtfully. When Aidon asked if she needed the prophecy, Becca gazed at it. "You know, I think I'll keep it here and keep an eye on it" she nodded.

Opening a drawer and then searching through it, she pulled out something to hold the small orb in place. "Just on there" she nodded, speaking softly when she'd put the holder on the desk. Staring at the orb still, she played with the edge of the parchment and then sighed softly "Thanks Mr. Elric." she nodded to him again.

Aidon understood what Becca had meant and nodded his head.
"Righto, I'll get onto it when I get back to the Hall." He scratched his neck absentmindedly. He gave his Department head another nod and placed the glass orb on the holder she had placed on the desk. He could see the dimly lit orb cast a glow in Becca's eyes. Sighing, he stood up.
"No problem," he said to her. "And thank you as well. I s'pose I should get back to my employees." he said, sliding his hands into his pockets.

"Thanks" Becca smiled and kept looking at the orb curiously. Looking up at Aidon as he stood up, Becca nodded "Yeah, you know where I am if you all figure out anything else about this" she smiled, watching him get ready to go back to work.

Back to work, Becca.

Axis left Daria and strolled back through the atrium towards the elevators to his new position with the Department of Mysteries.

He slowly made his way towards the office of Becca Lee. He smiled with excitement..The Department of Mysteries! But he was also a tad nervous. On his way he paused and looked at the entry to the planet room. One Day. He sighed and moved on.

Axis reached his destination and knocked on the office door...