Senior Undersecretary's Office

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The Senior Undersecretary to the Minister of Magic has an office found toward the back of the Minister of Magic's Office, to the side of the Junior Undersecretary's Office area. If you need to meet with the Senior Undersecretary or the Minister of Magic, you must first check in at the front desks and then check in with the Undersecretary. You will be asked to wait to be called back by a member of the Administration team. Anyone bypassing the front desks or Undersecretaries risks having Security called and being escorted out the office.

The current Senior Undersecretary is Warfield Rockefeller.



The Office of the Senior Undersecretary has remained mostly untouched. Warfield has brought in books upon books upon books, muggle and magical alike to fill in the Bookcase which also sits one framed picture of him and his Father. The oddest set-up in the room is the round table off in the corner of the room. Where most of his paperwork, and supplies should be set up on the desk in the center of the office lays spread out on this table which has been raised slightly off the ground. Where Warfield spends most of his day working. Behind the table is a painting that changes daily to something new and different depending on Warfield's mood when he enters his office. The Desk at the center is bare aside for a small journal that he is writing his Autobiography in.

What will today's picture bring him? Before he moved the painting into this office it was a beautiful sunset....or Sunrise. It was to difficult to tell what the image was. The sun was somewhere in the process of raising or setting. That didn't matter now. Warfield took a look at it and saw a nice cozy fire burning in a fire place. This made him all warm and tingly inside. Setting his briefcase down on the table heopened it up and reached deep down into it until he pulled out a satchel of coins. With a stride in his step he moved over to his center desk and pulled out a drawer where a small safe sat inside. He tapped his wand to it and the the safe popped open, where he pulled out a second safe and set he satchel within it that safe, placed it into the safe in the drawer, and closed the drawer.

What a lovely day today was.

Zach is very familiar of this office. He used to be the one positioned outside.

He just wanted to say hello to the new Senior Undersecretary. He bypassed the reception which was what he was so used to do.

He knocked on the door and waited.

Warfield had only just closed the drawer on his desk when he heard a knock on his door. The smile on his face grew bigger and he shuffled over to the door. He opened it, and instantly took the mans hand in his and shook it. "Delighted to meet you, I'm Warfield. What can I do for you?" Whoops he had skipped a step in introduction during al of his inner-flailing. "I do apologize, I should ask of your name first, please come in take a seat."

Zach was a little bit surprised that the new Senior Undersecretary was a very bubbly fella. He smiled at him and shook his hand as the guy took his to shake it.

He nodded and said "Good day." he doesn't know what question to answer first.

"My name is Zach McMillan." he opened as he entered the once familiar office which now is changed.

"I am just here for my new assignment, sir" he said in a very polite tone.

Albert opened the connecting door into the Senior Undersecretary's office from his own and gave Warfield a stern look. He was here, was he? And how exactly had that woman managed to stroll right past him with nary a word to stop her?

That was disappointing.

"I just had a surprise visit from one of my Department Heads, a Ms Carter. She had no appointment and was not announced by you, and she left my office without being dismissed. I would appreciate it if you would let her know she's received a verbal warning for unprofessional behavior and her pay has been docked for this week. Arrange it with human resources."

Albert's attention drifted to the other man present, who got a nod. "I apologize for interrupting. Have we any appointments for today?"

Zach looked up and saw the new Minister of Magic. He stood up in respect for the higher official.

He then paid great attention when the gentleman looked at him and asked him a question.

"No, sir. I am just here to reinstate my position as the Junior Undersecretary, sir" he said in a very polite tone.

After telling Elmo to wait a sec, the blond left her desk and headed towards the Senior undersecretaries'. She hadn't yet talked to the man other than the usual greeting when he passes his office. Also, lots of employees and visitors, no time for chatting and all. Unless you chatted to the person in the next office to yours. That'd be totally okay. Victoria stood before the slightly opened door her heals clicking against the floor as she got there. That itself should be an alarm that she was coming. Still, she knocked twice faintly enough to be heard and not being startling. Her heals took care of the later part.

She wondered if Mr.Rockefeller was a party person like Amoroso. Just a random thought. They'd find out in time.

New Assignment? Sir? "You can Call me Wary,Warfield, Rockefeller, So long as you put Mister in front for formality, let's drop 'sir' unless I decide to go be an Auror or Professor again. Not that I will, I'm enjoying this too much already to go back." He needed what an assignment too? "I'll need you to double check with our Liaison here, make sure they're getting a list of the Liaisons from the Other Departments, I updated our list the best I could, but there are a few missing. Assist them with this matter while I'm away. Leave me the list on my table." Warfield pointed over to the round table that held pretty much everything else in his office. Mr.Minister! Oh he had hoped to see the man before at the little get-together. It had seemed he was in deep discussion with the former though. Good to have him pop his head into the office. though what was with that serious look. "Ah, must of slipped past me when I was installing that dang Muggle Safe into the old desk. Entirely cramped in that small space, hard to charm it too, could barely reach my wand. Thought I'd have to call for help if I hadn't managed to squeeze out." He won't be going under that desk for a long time now. "Roxanne, yes she's very feisty if you ask me. I'm sure if I stopped her before entering your office, I'd have lost my fingers, or toes. Both maybe." Warfield had seen her in debates. "Deduct her pay for a week, I'll get to Human Resources and inform them right away." Oh looks like he'll have to cross wands figuratively with Roxanne after all. Could make for an interesting re-introduction. "If I may speak with you in a moment as well, just making sure Zack here is all set. Pleasure to finally meet you."
------------------------------------------------------------ Sitting at his Round Table Warfield decided now was a brilliant time to chow down on some of the lunch he made before he came in. He lifted up his suitcase and reached deep into it. He really should get a seperate one for items that didn't need to be stored so deeply. There it was! he pulled out a Brown Paper bag and smiled at the contents inside. He paused before opeing it up and going for his sandwich. "Come on in." Warfield looked over to the slightly opened door to his office. He had not scheduled any meetings, but visitors were always welcome.

She stood waiting for her cue to enter the office while she shifted her weight from foot to foot. Hearing the undersecretary calling her to come in, she stepped in slowly and walked over until she was a couple of feet in front of the desk. Nodding at the man seated behind the desk, she smiled, "Good day, Mr Rockefeller. I'm Victoria Smith, front desk secretary," She introduced herself. Though surely having being able to get to the office meant she was an employee. But she could be secretary, maintenance or anyone.

But to get to why she was here, "Mister Elmo Claus, Ministry advisor wishes to see you. shall I let him in?" She asked. She suspected it has something to do with discussing the given assignment with the MLE but she wasn't going to blurt out any info she wasn't sure of. First impression and all.

There it was! Warfield lifted out his sandwich and unwrapped the packaging he placed around it this morning. It looked so delicious, and he had resist biting into while just making it this morning. Turkey, lettuce, pepperjack cheese, jalapenos, and spread with a little to much horse radish sauce. The stinging smell of just the horse radish watered his eyes. "Victoria Smith, Smith, Victoria. AH! Of course you took my Money a few months ago." Hmmm, perhaps he should have rephrased that. No matter, what was said has been said, and she technically did take his money. Elmo what a fun name to say. He had heard that name when he was small little kid from the Muggle T.V. "The Ministry Advisor, yes please do send him in." He eyed his sandwich carefully, perhaps it was not a good time for a Mid-Morning snack. "Ms. Smith please do come back in once you've retrieved him as well." Warfield had a pretty good idea as to what Elmo wanted to speak to him about.

He Smiled sheepishly when the Undersecretary said something about him calling the guy sir, "That will not happen again, si- Mister Wary." he stopped himself from giggling from his mistake.

Zach smiled attentively as the Senior Undersecretary delivered the task that he wanted him to do.

He looked up and stood up when the Minister spoke to them. Once he was finished, Zach looked to the Undersecretary and said "I will be on to this straight away Mr. Wary." he said pertaining to the assignment.

"It was really nice meeting you." he added.

Albert paused a moment to allow the man to introduce himself properly, but when it didn't happen, he gave Warfield a look. Teach your man proper etiquette promptly, sir.

"I'm pleased to meet you. Come into my office later and we'll have a proper introduction."

"I'm not really interested in how she got by you. You cannot monitor this office all the time, and proper etiquette must be maintained. If we don't have decorum, we're not better than a garden slug on the primrose path. Perhaps we need to send out a memo detailing etiquette? And we can detail changes to the dress code that we plan to enforce in that as well." He was prepared to disappear back into his office but paused a moment longer.

"You can step into my office once you've finished with Zack. I also want to see one of the secretaries promptly, so please send one to my office. I have a letter to draft, and I want to give her some projects I need carried out in my name. Trifling things you needn't worry about."

Did she interrupt the man's meal? Was it breakfast. Though it was past breakfast time for her at least. And was that lettuce peeking out. Noooot her business. Back to the man's face. Raising her eyebrow, Victoria took her time to process this. Took his money? The first logical answer one provides when someone says you took their money is NO I DID NOT. She just blinked then her memory clicked. The managers and the elections and all that stuffs. She nodded in understanding remembering where she had seen Warfield before. It didn't come across her mind before, since at that particular day she had met fourteen managers. And a few were very annoying and persistent on knowing where the money was going. Well, not into her pocket for sure. "Of course, I remember. The elections, I collected the fee," She finally spoke up. Though she didn't technically take it, ahem.

"Okay. I'll escort him in and come myself," Nodding she turned on her heels and headed out.

Claus made his way to the Senior Undersecretary's office, trailing behind Victoria. Before she reaches the door, "Let me," and run past her. He needed to be a gentleman for once. He knocked twice. Elmo knew that his presence had been known since Victoria informed Mister Rockefeller beforehand, so he just opened the door and peeked.

The truth is, it was the first time for him to meet the Senior Undersecretary since his instatement. It wasn't that long since Amoroso left. He just wanted to make a good impression.

Followed by Elmo, Victoria made her way back to Rockefeller's office. Once, by the door she let Elmo get the door and proceed in before her. But he didn't. Victoria waited but when Elmo didn't step in, she walked around him and entered the office, motioning the advisor in. Nervous much?

Her hands on her thighs, she stood looking from the undersecretary to the advisor. "Mr.Elmo Claus," She said introducing him to Rockefeller. Though it was obvious but just something to break the silence since Elmo said nothing.

There we go! Good to know that Ms.Smith here admits to taking his money. "Good, glad we're making strides on this re-introduction." Warfield gave the young lady a smile. "I won't move from this spot." Unless he needed to use the bathroom. Now he could get to his sandwich. His mouth watering, nose stinging spicy sandwich. Hot Hot HOT! Spicy! Hot! Good delicious Spicy Hot! Tears were rolling down his eyes as he bit into the sandwich, so much horse radish sauce in this sandwich, but it was delicious. Warfield moved his glasses for a moment to wipe away the tears and put them back on. Hearing the knocks on the door he instantly noticed the man peeking at him from the door, then Ms. Smith walking past him. Something was funny about this... He snorted in laughter causing some remains of horse radish to go up his nose. He caughed and blow his nose into a napkin he packed away in the little lunch bag. Everyone was nervous, and very formal around him. "Mr. Elmo Claus of?" She had done the same for herself when she was allowed to enter. Else let Mr.Claus here do so for himself.

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Note to self, don't get caught in tight spaces with the Minister nearby. "I'd have to agree. I've seen some of the things being worn around the office. This is a well respected office, if not one of the most important in the Ministry, and we need to be seen as such." No disrespect to the other departments of course, he worked MLE in America for years. "I believe I am just about finished with Mr.McMillan here. You'll also have a Secretary with you shortly" That had not gone so bad, but you can't salvage introductions. It was what it was.

Claus was completely oblivious of the fact that he was actually staring at the sight that welcomed him. The Senior Undersecretary was having some snacks yet allowing some visitors? He's something...different. Not different weird, just plain weird. Scratch that. He shouldn't be thinking too much when he's in so much small distance with professionals. Probably, the guy's just really busy and probably, he was somehow expecting Elmo's visit since his job was vital in running the Ministry.

He walked beside Ms Smith as soon as he heard his name. "Reporting, Ministry Advisor Elmo Claus." He heard, the guy doesn't want calling him Sir. So, he deducts that word in his vocabulary from now on.

Were they going to stay standing? And did Rockefeller need water? He better not choke and die or something. Very bad reputation to the entire level. She liked her job and wished to keep it. And she's been doing a very good job for like five years now. Don't choke please. Oh good, he blew his nose which meant he could still breath. The blond relaxed and stood there doing absolutely nothing. Glancing at Elmo, she wanted to nudge the man. Why nervous? What would he do if he had to go see the minister. She used to be nervous long time ago. Now, she's worked with two different ministers and like three undersecretaries. All was good. Why was she talking to herself again? Oh, yeah, waiting for Elmo to say why he was here and for everyone to start talking about whatever they needed to talk about. The new task right? Goblins breaking into Hogwarts.

She made a faint sound of clearing her throat. Just a proof of her existence.

A memo in the form of a crane flew inside the Office of the Senior Undersecretary. It circled around the room and then landed on the round table near the corner.

It unfurl itself and reveal the handwriting of the Junior undersecretary.

That there! That was the introduction he was looking for! "Pleasure is mine." Warfield set his sandwich down on the table and moved over to Elmo, grasping his hand and firmly shaking it. "Senior Undersecretary, Warfield Rockefeller. Why is it that I deserve your attention Mr. Claus?" He released the man's grip from his hand and gestured for Elmo to go sit down at the round table off in the corner. Before he sat down he turned his attention to the Secretary girl. "I requested your audience for a moment, but I believe the Minister asked to speak with one of the Secretaries. I'll inform him that you'll be entering." Ms. Smith will be seeing him, yeah?

Just then an origami crane flew into his office and settled itself down on his round table. He'd have preferred an eagle. No matter, Warfield went to the table and read it over. The Liaisons seemed to be all taken care of aside for in in the IMC. Perhaps a visit down there will be needed as well. Good on Mr. McMillan for following through.

Another origami crane flew in and roam around the room. It landed on the same spot the last one did.

It opened itself and :

"Don't keep me waiting too long. We have a schedule to keep," Albert nodded to the man, noting that the office was becoming more and more busy as the day progressed. His words seemed hard, but his expression was easy. It wasn't difficult to work for the Minister for Magic, so long as everyone carried their own weight.

"I'm not worried about this office, Mr. Rockefeller. Any rules created on this level are for distribution throughout the Ministry. Regardless, we can discuss it when you step in later." Albert started to close the door between their offices before adding, "I still need to see a secretary, please." And the door closed.

The secretary stood watching the two men shake hands, maybe now Elmo will be at ease knowing the undersecretary is really a normal person. With a higher academic rank, of course. When the attention was back on her she nodded, "Sure, I'll head right there," Since the door was like a couple of feet to the left.

Seeing the two men sit by the round table, Victoria walked over and stood by the minister's office's door. Doing so she took a minute to look around the office not noticing many changes except like the printing behind the desk, a new bookcase probably. She stopped herself from walking over to check the other side of the office. She reminded herself she had a task, attention back to the door which she stood by. Umm...she just knocks and enters when he says so, right? It worked with Greingoth. Unless Kettleburn preferred another way. But then Rockefeller would have mentioned so.

Woo boy! What a day, Warfield had been busy...well okay he'd been writing in his journal again, but that was exhausting. He needed to take note of his newest achievements.
What was odd about it was he was doing this underneath his table curled up and scribbling in it like a teenage girl, suspicious of any younger brother evil enough to peak into her secrets.