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And that was the crux of the thing wasn't it? Thinking it over for another minute, she finally made up her mind. "Well, while becoming the supervisor of the MRRB is my ultimate long term goal years from now. I feel like I haven't yet...um...done everything that I had wanted to do and learn as a Reminiciator so I would like to remain with my division. I know that it is a decision that can benefit me in the long term and it is best suited to me at the moment." Yes, it was the best decision for her. And the reason why she had come to the British MoM in the first place. |
As perfectly understandable as it was, Gavin still couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that they'd lost whatever the thing was back in that muggle cafe. It was still out there somewhere and though it hadn't done much in the way of harm, it still couldn't be allowed to move about all willy nilly among muggles that liked flashing cameras at the smallest of deviations from the norm. That rat, that thing, that merlin knows what wouldn't go very far unnoticed. Having decided lunch was now out of the question, he headed back to the Ministry and to the Office of a certain Department Head, the one they'd all assumed would be in charge of whatever that thing had been. Was there some lab escape that was failed to be mentioned? knockknockknock, He'd find out in a minute. Whatever the case, there was no convincing him that rodent wasn't an accident, a rather disturbing looking one at that. Was it the Departments idea of a joke got wrong?....Because Cale hadn't found it very funny from the top of the table he'd flown onto. |
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"Understood," he said as he brought his body forward once again and unceremoniously put her file back in the employee records cabinet. "In that case, I would like to offer you a promotion of sorts. This would include an increase in pay, of course, and a new job title. I would like to offer you the job of Acting Head Reminisciator. With Shakespeare out on a long term assignment and sending his reports to me via owl, I need someone to take command of the division here in the Ministry." He stopped to pull out some official documentation from a file on his desk. "The question is, will you accept the offer? I have no doubt of your capabilities." And there may have been a not-so-subtle wink at the end there. He still tended to lay on the charm thick when he needed something from someone. Just don't tell Seren? Not that she had anything to worry about. Quote:
Getting up, he walked towards the door and tried to prepare himself for the headache that awaited him...only to become surprised that it was not Derek on the other side. Was the new Senior Undersecretary making the introduction rounds or something? "Mr. Isaacs, what can I do for you?" |
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"Mr. Hawthorne." He said by way of simple greeting as he stepped by the man and let himself in. Gavin paused, stuck his hands in his pockets and took in the man's office. The current state of his desk didn't indicate he was in the middle of something. Even better, he could have his full attention. "Nice office." However, this wasn't a social call. The Senior Undersecretary turned to face the man again. "A curious thing happened today, rather curious. There was something that looked like that it had fallen in a vat of toxic waste, running through the muggle cafe just on the corner." A very nice way of putting it. Frankly, that thing was just plain u-g-l-y. It's creator had a horrid sense of humour. "What can you tell me about that." |
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"Thanks, the wife arranged things." Minus the plants, naturally. He had no sense for where things ought to go and just shoved furniture and stuff into rooms just so it would fit. He enjoyed the lived in look. He reached for his cup of coffee on his desk and was disappointed to see that its contents was empty. Looked like another trip to the break room was in order soo--- "What? You mean the creature that is currently being held in on Level 4 escaped?" What? Had Harmony misread its aurora? "Were there any muggle witnesses?" Oh, and now Mr. Senior Undersecretary wanted more information? Well, do did this Department Head. "We caught a creature in the lab last year. Caused an explosion and destroyed the entire place. I have a small team researching the creature, but they haven't produced anything conclusive as of yes. Awful looking thing. Big teeth." |
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The wife arranging the office bit didn't surprize him. Women had a tendency to take over, transforming entire spaces in a single jolt of energy. His sister had already gone and rearranged his home office. He didn't complain. how could he?-- Come again? "Currently being held in Level 4?" He...hadn't been aware there was something down on that level. "I suppose..." He said a bit uncertainly. It could be that creature, had to be. How many other mutants could there possibly be. If the man was offering up explanations of origin then it had to be the same creature. Yes. "Just a few if any. The thing ran along the floor most of the time, no bigger than a rat." But uglier. This point couldn't be stressed enough. "I had the cafe evacuated under the guise of a health inspection, then a few of us from the Ministry attempted to capture it but somehow it slipped out..." He nodded his agreement at the comment on the thing looking awful but stopped abruptly, giving the man a look as if he were strange. "Big teeth? No, no, I'd notice the big teeth if they were there, Newell too. They were normal sized and it's drool turned pink on the floor--think of a rat, small, no fur, wrinkly skin, beady eyes, slightly disturbing and quick." Were they even on the same age anymore? Of course this begged the question. "You mean to tell me there's another mutant out there?" One with BIG TEETH?? Merlin help them if these things were infectious. |
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Eventually she embarrassingly squeaked out loud, "Me?" But then she took a minute to compose herself and continued, "I would be honored to accept, Sir." Hoping that she didn't humiliate herself and end up not getting the job. |
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"Mhmmm. Not Harmony, but the woman before her was the one to capture it initially and take it into Creatures custody," he explained to fill in a few gaps. Aron almost missed...what's-her-name. At least she didn't jingle while she walked and read your aura. He felt violated, somehow, every time the woman did that. "I'll send out a small team just in case. The muggle media would have a field day with this." And then with the flick of his want, the Australian charmed some parchment and his quill to write the appropriate memos to be handed out. Health inspection. Heh. Good one. Aron chuckled at that. "What? No big teeth?" That means there are more of these things running around...and who knows how many of them. At least two. Aron was good at math. Ha. "Afraid that is precisely what I am telling you. The creature found in our lab, we call it Mutant X, also had the same acidic pink saliva." He pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. He really needed to get his own lab rats on the job and investigating Mutant X. At least now for sure there was a starting point. More saliva. Merlin help him. "Better tell Harmony about this. I have a feeling that there are a lot more than just these two. There were sightings in Diagon Alley last summer as well, but then they just vanished." Quote:
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Ah, so there was an exchanging of hands where the mutant was concerned. Somehow this made him think it'd be harder to get definites on this thing. Records that weren't filed away after the former left, unrecorded characteristics that should have been passed on to the new? Merlin he hoped not. "Good idea. There were a few nosy Parkers trying to get a look inside even after the evacuation. Victoria had to draw the blinds." What could muggles possibly think was so interesting about a rat. They didn't do anything but carry germs and steal your food. And then the worst was confirmed. More than one of them. If they were all as creepy looking he didn't know what he'd do--probably avoid Level Six. Seemed likely. His eyes widened. "That pink gunk on the floor was acidic?" Must have burnt a hole into the floor by now he reckoned. Oh dear. Aron's squad was sounding even better by the minute. "I don't suppose you'd know if the thing was venomous or infectious?" Maybe not because he was being told to head down to Level 4--hyvdjksfeayeidfis they got away last year as well?? They were in Diagon Alley? Gavin had questions that he wasn't so sure he wanted answers to anymore. "I'll make that my next stop." He sounded a bit distracted by now. Something he'd only just noticed. Memo writing...how...."Yours still fly?" |
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He nodded his head at what she said next. "Yes, I would like you to use him as a baseline for what is to be expected of you, but don't feel like because you are a supervisor by trade that that should limit you to doing more of just that. I still hope you will be as active in the field as you wish, there will just be more paperwork on your end to file and reports to write." That cleared things up, yeah? Quote:
Ah yes, the acidic saliva. Yeah. That had been a shocker for his people as well. "Yep, melted the floor right there on the spot. I really did think that Derek was going to pass out." He took a step towards the door with every intention of going with the man to speak with Harmony, when the paper airplane memos he had just sent went crashing to the ground and landed in a pile just shy of the door. "You said the memos are not working on your level?" Faulty charmed parchment? Should be an easy fix for his people. "I'll have some of my people look at the enchantments. Shouldn't be too hard to repair. Probably just need to renew them." Right now he needed to focus on this apparent mutant invasion. So back to that conversation. "Nothing of that sort," he replied as he shook his head and picked up his memos from the floor. "Research is still underway, however. I'll be sure to send a full report to the Minister when we have something conclusive." Memos in hand, it looked as though he was going to need to play the role of an owl and deliver them himself. Bloody fantastic. "I'll go with you. I have a few things I need to discuss with Harmony as well." |
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His eyes flickered to the floor at the mention of that thing making a whole there. If something like that had happened back at the Cafe he could think of someone else that might have fainted but he'd keep that to himself. Professionalism and all. "Nope. Won't fly more than a few inches and that's only with with a manual push. Heard it might be the charms." It didn't go unnoticed that Aron's wasn't flying either. Gavin raised an eyebrow at that. Had the broken charms extended this far? Emily didn't mention not having her memos flying. Things like that didn't just skip a floor."Thanks, I need that level up and running again. Too much to do without memos not working." And mutants apparently running around. Mutants that didn't have anything conclusive researched yet. He'd hold him to his word on getting it to the Minister and nodded at his offer to accompany him. It was just as well, he'd never walked around Level 4, he'd probably have run into everything from the furry to the fanged before finding her office. Gavin headed for the door again and let himself out, keeping a slow enough stride for Aron to catch up. |
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"Right, well, I'll send someone down right away," he nodded. Easy fixings for his employees, surely. And with that, he followed his co-worker out of his office and began to make his way towards Level 4. |
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