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Stormdancer · 05-11-2016, 05:23 PM

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

It was official. Staring at your in-tray and hoping papers would magically appear was not an actual thing. It didn't happen, not even in a magic work place and especially not when your boss wasn't too thrilled about handing off work to you for a while. You stay late at work a few times and suddenly you were a workaholic with a problem. Merlin.

Lex reclined in her chair, feet on her desk and a report she'd done up in her spare time in hand. She had plans for it, that weren't exactly in her jurisdiction to begin with--not really. It wasn't the sort of things Aurors really got....assigned to when there was more pressing work out in the field but it was all she'd had at the time and she'd gone as far as she could with it. Now it was time to pass it off.

As if on cue, the Head of Investigations walked right by her desk heading to his own. Huh. If that wasn't a sign, she didn't know what was.

Checking to be sure Legend wasn't currently at his own desk, Lex got up and headed over to the man. "You got a minute, Chief?"

And just like that, he was called out. As he placed a few more - urgh - files in his inbox, he attempted to name the voice before he turned around. He’d been here a good few months now, but in such a busy office where the employees are out of the office as much as they are present… it is slightly harder to remember the faces, names and voices of his co-workers. However, it was something that he was constantly working on; learning their mannerisms and the way they that they interacted with the other workers in the office. You never knew when someone would try to use Polyjuice to get critical and confidential information from the Department.

Cambridge. He thought, as he turned on his heel to face the voice who had called for him. A small, tiny really, smile graced his lips and he nodded his head at her. ”Of course, Auror Cambridge.” He moved so that he leant on his desk, one ankle crossed over the other as he waited to find out what she wanted to talk about. Silently, he congratulated himself on recognising her voice. One more person memorised. "What can I help you with?

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Stormdancer DMC & DMAC Chizpurfle Join Date: Aug 2003 Location: Scotland, [GMT] Posts: 10,057 Hogwarts RPG Name: Bennett Potter Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Atlas Ward Ravenclaw First Year	<3 Hehehe. Toto * RotiSila * ToRo * Braveheart * Grandma & Mama Tori Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo It was official. Staring at your in-tray and hoping papers would magically appear was not an actual thing. It didn't happen, not even in a magic work place and especially not when your boss wasn't too thrilled about handing off work to you for a while. You stay late at work a few times and suddenly you were a workaholic with a problem. Merlin. Lex reclined in her chair, feet on her desk and a report she'd done up in her spare time in hand. She had plans for it, that weren't exactly in her jurisdiction to begin with--not really. It wasn't the sort of things Aurors really got....assigned to when there was more pressing work out in the field but it was all she'd had at the time and she'd gone as far as she could with it. Now it was time to pass it off. As if on cue, the Head of Investigations walked right by her desk heading to his own. Huh. If that wasn't a sign, she didn't know what was. Checking to be sure Legend wasn't currently at his own desk, Lex got up and headed over to the man. "You got a minute, Chief?" And just like that, he was called out. As he placed a few more - urgh - files in his inbox, he attempted to name the voice before he turned around. He’d been here a good few months now, but in such a busy office where the employees are out of the office as much as they are present… it is slightly harder to remember the faces, names and voices of his co-workers. However, it was something that he was constantly working on; learning their mannerisms and the way they that they interacted with the other workers in the office. You never knew when someone would try to use Polyjuice to get critical and confidential information from the Department. Cambridge. He thought, as he turned on his heel to face the voice who had called for him. A small, tiny really, smile graced his lips and he nodded his head at her. ”Of course, Auror Cambridge.” He moved so that he leant on his desk, one ankle crossed over the other as he waited to find out what she wanted to talk about. Silently, he congratulated himself on recognising her voice. One more person memorised. "What can I help you with? __________________