"I'm so sorry I'm so late" begged a young twenty- something who had just come into the room. " My name is Divinity Wellheart. I was just recently assigned to this department. What have I missed so far?" Divinity continued to say as she crossed the room and found a seat. "I really am quite eager to get started" she said as she fixed her perfectly pressed robe. Divinity was always looking her best regardless of how tattered her clothes were. Somehow she always knew that she would somehow succeed.She always said she would do whatever was needed to get the job done.

Tye-dye robes? Well they certainly would be lively. Hunter couldn't help but chuckle at the lad's other ideas. "I'll put down the robes idea. I'm not entirely sure about the trampoline floors though." There would be countless law suits in regards to injuries. Probably not a good idea that one. "As for the donuts...well I'm sure Lord Borr would appreciate that one."


Noticing another newcomer, Hunter gave her a warm smile. "Don't worry yourself. I got lost on my first day also." And the second and third day as well. Oh dear! He watched as the poor thing dropped all her belongings and he was just about to rise out of his chair to assist but Plymouth beat him to it.

He was an eager little thing.

Hunter threw Mason a small look. While he agreed with the man that trampoline floors would be dangerous, he did not want his fellow work colleagues mocking each others ideas. "Every idea is appreciated." Even if they didn't use them.

"I like the plant idea." he said with a nod of his head. "Although floral arrangements might be a bit of an issue. Some people may be allergic to them and while I am sure the woman will adore them, I'm not too sure about the men." He could honestly include himself in that assumption. "Perhaps some paintings on the walls to add some colour?"

Turning to look at Neil when he spoke up, Hunter gave another nod of his head in approval. "Excellent idea. Maybe one large window stretching along the entire length of the corridors." Yes this was good they were coming up with some good ideas.

The stairs however caused Hunter to raise his eyebrows. "Stairs? Not a bad idea. Not sure how Borr will take that one though."

"Welcome Divinity." Hunter said in greeting and giving the young woman a smile as he watched her walk into the room and find herself a seat. "We're just currently throwing around some ideas on how to liven up the Ministry. All suggestions are welcome."

"Thanks," Annabeth said to the man who came to assist her, she gathered up the last of her quills and parchments, and stood up, "Sorry about that,"She said, "I'm Annabeth Jackson," she told the man that helped her.

" Well, having more windows does sound like it would certainly brighten up the Ministry. However, having one continuous window is bit extreme. What I mean to say is ...well..if it were to be broken the whole thing would need replacing. Now staggering them on either side of the corridor that would be decorative and functional." said Divinity " Also, there are some genous of flora that are hypoallergetic. I'll have to do a bit of research, but I'm sure I can find something that would work in here."

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Mason blinked. What in the...?

"Trampoline floors?" He repeated, a little too mockingly. He tried to recover and cleared his throat. "I mean, don't you think that coulld be a little... dangerous? Mason could just imagine all the robed ministry workers bouncing through the corridors and spilling their coffee and puking their doughnuts.

Mason had his own ideas. He lifed his paper up slightly in front of him. " I was thinking more about plants and trees around the halls, more floral arrangements on tables and front desks. You know, just add some color to the place." He said with a slight nod.

Plymouth was busy chasing quills across the floor, but he did pause to look up at .... this man. Sadly, Plymouth had learned the world was cruel and people actually were mean.

"Not dangerous if you know how to jump." Shrug. Maybe the guy didn't know how. Plymouth could teach him, poor fellow.

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Tye-dye robes? Well they certainly would be lively. Hunter couldn't help but chuckle at the lad's other ideas. "I'll put down the robes idea. I'm not entirely sure about the trampoline floors though." There would be countless law suits in regards to injuries. Probably not a good idea that one. "As for the donuts...well I'm sure Lord Borr would appreciate that one."

"Yay!" Plymouth air-punched! His ideas being used, how cool was that? Oh but his boss didn't know about trampoline floors...? Oh sad. Plymouth would help him, too. "Well, see, if you put down trampoline flooring instead of wood or tiles or carpet, you don't have to walk anywhere. You bounce. Could get across the atrium in seconds. I bet I could do it in 10 good bounces after some practice."

"hehe."

See, now Mr. Hunter knew about trampoline floors. Nod.

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"Thanks," Annabeth said to the man who came to assist her, she gathered up the last of her quills and parchments, and stood up, "Sorry about that,"She said, "I'm Annabeth Jackson," she told the man that helped her.

Plymouth WHISPERED, since they were in a meeting and all, but he never really was all that good at whispering, "Don't be sorry to me! Glad to help!" he handed over all her stuff, the quills and things sticking out at odd angles, "Hehe. Plymouth. I'm Plymouth."

Well, I've done a bit of research and as it turns out the best flower to incorporate into the decore around here is the wild Tigerlily. It doesn't produce much pollen.

Poppy quietly made her way to the same meeting area, with her hand on her mouth to cover all the giggling. She placed one hand on door then all of the sudden burst that sucker open. Sparkles exploded into the room as she announced her arrival.

"TA-DAAAA!"

Sadly, the meeting was still going, but at least they had her back in the room and that would surely make things less dull. She directed herself to the same chair she had been previously seating on but it was now occupied. She should have put her name on it. Poppy then made her way to a different chair, and when she tried to sit her butt didn't fit. Bloody small chairs! Who were these designed for, first years at Hogwarts? After some twisting and turning and with much struggle she finally made it. The chair was about to explode, but she had made it, nonetheless. She tried to breathe in to slim herself as much as possible and to prevent the chair from breaking, but it didn't seem like it was helping.

Ahem! She cleared her throat loudly enough to interrupt whatever it was that was going on. She had an announcement. "Mister Greengoth has requested that you send a messenger with a list of ideas you have come up with." She said and quickly after snapped. "You better not look at me!" She was tired, sweaty, could barely breathe, and her butt was going numb. "I'm an old lady and stuff.. Etc..." Blah. She was not going back up. Mainly because she was now stuck on the chair, but she was also exhausted, and upset she hadn't gotten her promotion.

After giving Mr. Trampoline Guy a bewildered "who-the-hell-are-you?" stare, Mason looked away and rubbed his temples. He hadn't been getting much sleep and couldn't bear to work with this guy around, talking about trampolines. Mason made a promise to himself right there that if the Ministry had trampoline floors, he would send in his two weeks notice and quit. There was no way he was going to bounce through the Ministry.

Just as he opened his mouth to comment on the Tigerlily, the door burst open and he nearly jumped out of his seat. What the.... SPARKLES?! What in the name of all that that is SANE?! Mason had no idea that he would be working with a lot of lunatics that jumped around on trampolines and ate sparkles for breakfast!

His eyes followed the woman as she attempted to plant herself in a chair that was apparently too small. When she announced that a messenger was needed to be sent to deliver the list, Mason immediately stood from his chair. Well, jumped was more like it. "Send me. Please." He pleaded. He needed to get out of that blasted room.

Oh, good, someone offered to go. "Yeah, send him!" Poppy said gesturing to the man. Then she smirked. Maybe she should send him to the wrong location. Smirk. She could always blame it on her age. Being a poor, poor, old lady who can't hear things as well as she used to! She giggled. "Yes, Greensloth asked the messenger to meet him in Courtroom Ten, by the way." Of course, that was where the very feisty and hungry Borr was having a meeting with the Department Heads and imagine if a messenger were to interrupt the meeting. Oh, that would be hilarious! She bit her lips trying not to burst into laughter. She then paused and began to whistle oh-so innocently.

Mason had no idea why Miss. Pricklepants was so excited. But he didn't really care either. He just wanted out of that room. Away from the glitter and the bouncy floors. Away from the insanity that was so eager to fry his precious brain cells.

Greensloth? Merlin, this woman was daft. Rolling his eyes slightly, Mason gathered his things. Which consisted of a piece of paper and a pen. "Right then. I'll let you know how it goes." He told the small group with a rather sarcastic smile. Courtroom Ten, got it. Mason repeated in his head, ignoring the insane, whistling woman at all costs. He had no idea what lay ahead.

" You know Posey, that you are quite wrong for sending that poor boy to the wrong location don't you?! " , exclaimed Devinity. " I don't understand why you thought it necessary to do that. Perhaps it's getting to be too much work for you to handle. Pity." added Ms. Wellheart as she looked down her nose at the plump Mrs. Pricklepot.

Poppy unlocked the maintenance meeting room and pushed the door open. She was holding a pink, glittery, and rose scented folder with files of all the maintenance workers inside. She was humming to a happy tune, but the dismal and dull ambiance just wasn't very agreeable. "This just won't do!" She exclaimed, putting a hand on her waist and examining the room. She put the folder with the files on the desk then pulled out her wand. "Pink, pinker, pinkiest!" With that plus some swishing and flicking the entire room had been charmed pink. The walls, the chairs, the floor, the table, everything in different shades of pink. She giggled and took a seat on her comfy pink chair, as she waited for the new servants people to arrive.

OOC: This takes place months after the last meeting, so just pretend it ended.

"Since when..." Hunter began in a drawling tone as he stepped into the meeting room, kicking the door shut with his foot and striding over to Mrs Pricklepot. "Do you decide to call a meeting without speaking to me first? We are co-supervisors." he said stressing the 'co' part.

Who in their right mind would make this woman a supervisor? She never did any work and she...

Hunter looked around the room and blinked a few times at all the pink in the room. She was always doing things like this. He gave his wand a couple of flicks and returned the room to its normal colour. "And stop changing everything to the way you like it. We all have to work here." And they did not all like pink and glitter.

Divinity decided not to wait until the last minute again and arrived a bit early for the meeting. as she walked into the meeting room she saw Mr. Phillips." Morning Mr. Phillips. Nice to see you again. " She turned toward Ms. Pricklepot. " Please do us all a favor... Get rid of the Bloody Pink walls. Pink was made for bubblegum NOT the inside of a Minisry meeting room. " Divinity spoke bluntly with conviction. Then she found a seat and sat down waiting for others to arrive.

It was meeting time! Yes! Ruby was excited to be apart of such important events. She walked in looking her finest as usual, whilst sipping on her delicious mango and peach flavored juice bottle. Mmm mm mm! Arriving calm and collected because of her juice she took a moment looking around whilst having the straw in her mouth. It was so lively and pink! "Mm.. I love what you've done to this place." Ruby spoke in a soft tone, but managed to still bring out the sureness of her statement. It was LOVELY! Oh wait, her manners *GULP*, Ruby started to get nervous seeing the unfamiliar but important looking people there. *GULP* Oh no, she was going to choke on it again, quick! Puff your cheeks out! Good.. now slowly swallow... Good! Ruby hastly bowed to everyone. "I-I'm sorry for my intrusion without addressing myself." Oh no, don't freak out. Ruby took a nice sip of her drink again. "I'm R-Ruby, nice to meet you all." Was it okay for her to sit? She didn't just yet in case something else was needed. A round of coffee for everyone? She would be ready to gallop to make some if needed. Yes!

Divinity saw the young lady enter the room so she arose from her chair and walked over to introduce herself and say hello. After all they would be working together at some point. " Hello, Ruby. I'm Divinity Wellheart. Nice to meet you. " she said as she extended her hand towards Ruby.

Lucy ran into the meeting room to attend some meeting for some...uh, what was this meeting about? Oh, well. That wasn't at all important because her main concern was being late.

"I'm not late, am I? Did it start? Am I interrupting? I'm sorry!" Lucy said, rushing through her words and cringing in fear. But before anyone responded, she immediately pulled back a chair dropped into her seat, her back hunched up and her face looking down at the table. And then, a thought came into her mind: "I'm hungry." She put her bag on the table, opened it, and searched for a snack. She knew she packed something in here, a sandwich specifically, so where was it? "Oh, Mr. Saaaaandwich, where are you--" Then, her hands reached a little sandwich bag containing exactly what she wanted. "Yay!" Lucy pulled out the sandwich and began to munch on it, continuing to do so as she waited for this meeting to begin.

Poppy rolled her eyes at the man and paid not attention to what he was saying, until he changed the color of the room back. "How dare you?!" She gasped, flicking her wand and turning the room pink again. "I don't have to notify you of anything!" She stuck her tongue out at the man and turned to the next arrival.

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Divinity decided not to wait until the last minute again and arrived a bit early for the meeting. as she walked into the meeting room she saw Mr. Phillips." Morning Mr. Phillips. Nice to see you again. " She turned toward Ms. Pricklepot. " Please do us all a favor... Get rid of the Bloody Pink walls. Pink was made for bubblegum NOT the inside of a Minisry meeting room. " Divinity spoke bluntly with conviction. Then she found a seat and sat down waiting for others to arrive.

"Nah nah nah nah!" Poppy mocked the new girl, completely disregarding everything she said."

Poppy giggled when the next arrival complimented her taste in interior design. She leaned over her desk and pinched the girl's cheek as a way to say thank you. "Aren't you the cutest little thing!" Poppy exclaimed, still giggling. She liked this one. They were gonna be best friends, she could tell. "Welcome, Ruby, I am Poppy Pricklepot. We are most happy to have you in our department."

Annoying girl. Poppy rolled her eyes.

"Noooooooooooooooooooooo, just on time!" Poppy screeched and smiled at her. Then the girl started talking to her sandwich and Poppy raised an eyebrow.

"Anyway," She stood up and cleared her throat, "Welcome members of the Ministry Maintenance. My name is Poppy Pricklepot the co-supervisor. So is he," she said gesturing to Mr. Phillips, "but you need to worry about that." She giggled. "This is just a quick meeting to remind you Lord Borr, the greatest and most gracious being in the entire world, has personally requested out help. Now, I know you have question about things and stuff, but those go to Mr. Phillips. If you need any help with anything, go to Mr. Phillips." There was way she was going to make herself available to other people. She just wanted to walk around and act like she was busy. "So, let's review the tasks at hand, shall we?"

"I was thinking we could divide into groups and set off. I WANT HER!" Poppy said jumping up on the table, and grabbed Ruby. Ruby belonged to Poppy now. "You can have everyone else." She told the boring man and stuck out her tongue again. "Any questions?"

" well, aren't you a bight little ray of..... CRAP ! You've got to be related to that horrible woman... That Umbridge...." Divinity trailed off before getting herself in trouble. " I'd rather work with Mr. Phillips anyway. You rude Biddy! "

The hand, was it safe? Ruby checked both sides. YES, no signs of a muggle buzzer. "P-Pleasure." Ruby took the hand to shake whilst using her other hand to continue sipping on her delicious drink.


Blink, blink. Who was this woman? Ruby kept blinking as her beloved face cheeks had been molested and PINCHED. "I-I thank you for the warm welcome." Ruby bowed again.


Ruby was checking the list she was grabbed! The force was so surprising Ruby's juice straw went flying out of the bottle. "Ah!" Ruby blinked again. "If you say so.." Ruby would rather be alone to work, but it seemed this lady has already claimed her like a beloved pet. And now Ruby wondered what would this Poppy lady do with her?

Divinity tried not to laugh as she watched poor Ruby manhandled and adopted like the new family dog. " Good luck, Ruby. She's a right foul woman. Enjoy. " She chuckled.

Ruby's eyes went like a deer in the binding lights, or whatever that muggle expression was. Point is, her eyes went WIDE! O.O In Surprise! What sort of foulness has Ruby gotten herself into if tis woman was like the Dark Lord himself? *GULP* Her juice! She needed her juice! Her hand was outstretched whilst still in the Poppy lady's grasp. "M-m-my juice!" Her throat was getting dry already! Her juice lay on the table where she was previously standing by out of reach, mocking her for her lack of guard.. Drink me! Drink me!! "W-what are we going to do, Ms. Pricklepot?" She asked gently, silently weeping for her juice.

Vinnie got up from her seat and grabbed the poor girls juice and conjured a straw. " Here ya go. You looked like you were about to have fit . " And with that handed Ruby her possibly spiked juice.

Lucy instantly noticed the odd look the woman had given her and quickly stashed the sandwich back into her bag. Perhaps eating wasn't allowed in the meeting room...oops. Now was the time to take note of who everyone was, specifically Mr. Phillips, the man who helped her out earlier, and Poppy Pricklepot...WHAT KIND OF NAME WAS THAT? It sounds like a flower slash cactus. Lucy had every desire to ask her if her parents actually felt like it was necessary to name her after some type of mutated plant that was a combination of a flower and cactus. But then again, that would probably be very rude and would get her fired. Maybe another time.

Pricklepot followed the introductions with a long speech about some Lord Borr and a list of chores that--HOLD THE PHONE.

"L-l-lord...B-borr?" Lucy said, shaking and quivering. Oh, no. No, no, no. It couldn't be. Was it? The same man she had actually thrown up on during her fifth year? The same man who made her cry? Come on, Lucy. It's probably someone else. Lucky coincidence. They wouldn't dare let some narcissistic lunatic work at the ministry...would they? All of sudden, that same feeling she got during her fifth year before she threw up all over the place was, once again, present. Luckily, she didn't finish up her sandwich so obviously, there was nothing she could throw up, right? Well, except for that doughnut she ate on the way to work but that was nothing! Nothing at all. Or maybe it was something.

Lucy put her hands over her mouth and took a deep breath. Okay. Relax. After taking a deep breath, she raised her hand. "Erm...will each 'group' be assigned a particular task? Or do we all have to do these tasks?" As she thought about it, made zero sense to have everyone redo a certain task numerous times but then again, perhaps that's what this crazy flower-cactus lady wanted. Cleaning...eugh.

Vinnie watched the young woman holding back her gags, What the HECK is going on here.. We've got snatching and gagging going on... Oh what the hell, " here, Dear . Sick up in this" she said as she handed the green looking girl a baggie from her purse.