In the entire Ministry, if there was one room Estelle knew how to get to without getting lost was the 'Break Room'. It's not that she got lost all the time. But there were times when she didn't know where to go. The department itself was massive with a huge number of identical doors which particularly annoyed her. She had expected that two months would have been more enough for her to know her way around the department, but apparently, that wasn't the case.

Estelle apparated just outside the break room which had become sort of like a common room to a lot of people. She made her way in with a few files and two books in her hands and glanced around the room. It was empty. Well, maybe she was a little early today. She glanced at the watch.

Yup. She was early. Shrugging her shoulders, she made her way towards the comfy chairs. The ones which were so soft that you could sink in. Dumping her stuff on the side table, she sat down and flipped through a magazine which lay nearby, waiting for her day to start.

Yusuke yawned a bit and entered the break room. He looked around and saw one other person.

He shrugged and moved over to where she was sitting. Might as well meet his new co-workers.

"Hello there," he said, smiling as he stood by the girl's chair.

Shannon made a bee-line to the Break Room, she really disliked coming here because all that was conducted was idle chatter and not enough talk about work. A book or two tucked under her arm and a perment frown upon her elegant face, she wandered through the doors and let them swing close behind her.

She carefully Straightened up her pinstripe suit to absolute perfection, everything had to be perfect for her or it wasn't worth her time looking at it. She gave a small nod towards her workmates before wandering towards a random table and taking a seat. She flipped opened up the book entitled 'The Secret Book of Secrets' and began to read.

Max slinked into the Break Room without making a noise. She noticed three other people in there with her, two women and a man. She saw a strick wooden chair, sat down uncomfortably, and started to stare into space...

A moppy strawberry-blonde man's head popped through the doorway of the Department of Mysteries breakroom. Excellent. People! The rest of him entered, blue robes flowing in spite of the wrinkles. A large, oblong ink stain marred the bottom right portion of his official workrobe.

Ivan approached the nearest unoccupied woman. "Ahem. Excuse me." Ivan leaned a bit to the left and then to the right trying to catch her attention. He made a vague hand-waving motion. "I'm..um...looking for someone. Can you help me?"

Yusuke looked around and noticed the other two girls walk in. They seemed awfully... serious. He began to wonder if this department was always this downcast.

Just then another male walked in.

"Finally a little more testosterone in this room," he said. Nothing againt the girls, but he didn't want to be the only guy around.

He chuckled a bit as the man tried to get a girl's attention.

After waving his hand in the girl's face and getting no response Ivan gave up. He looked around and spotted a man. Ah, yes. A fellow fellow. And apparently alert. Perhaps he'd be more helpful.

"Hello. I'm Ivan. I'm looking for someone who might be looking for me with a note from brother. Can you help me?"

Yusuke moved toward the other man, his coat flowing behind him. He wasn't sure if he was ready to handle anything yet, but this man seemed nice enough.

"Uh, well, I haven't seen anyone else around here except for these girls. Do you know who it is that might be looking for you?" he asked, putting his hands in his pockets.

Shannon had been listening to the two men out of interest and out of boredom. She continued to flick through the thin and slightly burnt pages of the Book she was reading, her dark orbs scanning the page at a quick pace. "These girls have a name, you know?!" she said loudly to one of the men. She did not find people, especially men, not calling her or other women by their names. Even if they didn't know their names. She moved her eyes up from the fraying pages of her old book to met the man's eyes before moving swiftly back to reading the paragraph she was now on.

Yusuke looked over from where he stood with the man. His mouth hung open a bit as the woman yelled at him. He had no idea what her name was as she had never introduced herself, yet somehow he felt responsible for making her angry. He turned back to the man before him, thinking about how he was going to get through working with this obviously very strong woman.

Ivan was about to describe, in rather vague terms, all that he could remember about the man his brother had mentioned (which was exactly nothing more than the man's gender), when a woman suddenly yelled over at them. Ivan, too, was a bit discombobulated by the unexpected reprimand.

But just as quickly as it came on, Ivan got over it. He was focused on getting his letter and like a crup with a bone, he wasn't about to get sidetracked by departmental gender-relations disputes.

"So," Ivan began again. Then he stopped, noticing his informant was still gaping in disbelief at his female coworker. "Um, excuse me," He tapped the man's shoulder. "It's a man, I'm looking for. He's about....oh...uh..yea big." Ivan made held his hand to just below his own height. "Or maybe it was..." He moved his hand up. "And I think it was light hair...or maybe medium." I should have written this down. "And...um....young?" A complete guess. Then with certainty - the only thing about which he was certain - Ivan added in a stronger voice, "He works in the Department of Mysteries."

He gave the man an expectant look. "Do you have any idea who could possibly be carrying a letter for Ivan? I'm Ivan," He added. Just in case he hadn't clarified that previously.


ooc: gotta run out for a bit. talk amongst yourselves. don't worry if you don't know who ivan's talking about. neither does he. :-)

Yusuke turned back to the man. He was quite embarassed that he had lost his focus. It wasn't like him at all... well... okay maybe not totally.

He watched the man gesture and try to piece his thoughts together. His comments were pretty contradictory and Yusuke's eyebrow raised up as he tried to picture the man in question. It was his first mystery in the department of mysteries.

He glanced around the desolate room again and pulled a hand out of his pocket to rub his chin.

"I... I can't say I know of thise man. I'm new so... I haven't met everyone yet. Though I believe our department head is male. It could be him, since I don't have a letter for anyone. Do you remember if it was someone named Elijah that had your letter?"

OOC- Haha, no prob. I gotta go for now too.

Shannon rolled her dark eyes at the man's reaction. Men! Always shocked to hear a woman speak up. That's why I despise men. she thought angrily. After letting her eyes scan down one last paragraph, she marked her place by folding down the top corner of the page. Snapping the book shut, she swiveled round in her chair to mvoe her legs from under the table. Once her feet were solid upon the cold floor of the Break Room, she picked the book up and tucked it under her arm before moving towards the men. "I suppose I might as well introduce myself since you've know noticed me." she explained her reason for moving up towards the men, her voice emotionless and firm. "I am Shannon Dalle.And you two males are?" she questioned, looking from one to the other.

Trism slide into the room, pushing the doors open with both hands. One went up into the air holding his lunch bag in his hand and the other went down somewhere behind his bum. "The party's here!" A crystal scrying stone was dangling from a fine silver chain around his neck and swung back and forth a bit as he slid across the floor.

It took him a moment to realize that everyone in the room was either occupied or ignoring him. There was some sort of tension perminating the room and a slight orange aura surrounded the lady in the pinstriped suit in the corner. Cranky much?! "Awww common people! It's break time! Lighten up!" He broke open his lunch bag making a ruckus as he did. "I brought cookies."

Rhiannon entered the break room wearing black from head to toe and what seemed to be casually, looked around at the others already there. As her eyes fell on each person, she mentally made observations about every one. It wasn't that she didn't trust them personally or anything, she just didn't trust anyone completely. Period. Out of habit, she took note of all the entrances and exits, how many people were there, and stock of her surrounding enviroment. With a small smile to those who acknowledged her presence, Rhiannon fetched a drink and a snack from the vending machine, walked over to a table just behind where the others were at and sat down. Sitting with her back to the wall, she tucked a long shiny strand of dark hair behind her ear and took a sip of her driink.

Shannon turned to glance at the one who made a rather noisy entrance. Another Man! Ridiculous! Always being loud, obnoxious and stupid! she only had to glance at him to find out that she would not be getting along with him. Rolling her eyes at him, she turned back to the two she was trying to have a conversation with. That type of man is the reason I have not got a boyfriend. That and I do not wish to have on. she thought. Men were like a whole different species to her, she did not and never would understand them.

"Elijah?" Oliver replied, "It's possi--" and then he was interrupted again by the woman with the book. Ivan's thoughts flitted to the book under the woman's arm, a momentary curiosity as to what she was reading. But the acerbity of her manner was enough for Ivan to decide to back away and try someone else for help.

And he was in the process of backing away when a rather flamboyant figure in the department's green robes burst through the door. Ivan's eyes darted from angry woman to newbie man to zone-out girl to the purveyor of cookies. Obviously the department of mysteries attracted rather...er, strong personalities. All the same, this new man was obviously friendly. Maybe he knew...

Ivan walked over, but before he could introduce himself a cookie was slapped into his palm. "Uh...thanks. I was looking for someone..."

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Originally Posted by Hawken Terrell

Trism slide into the room, pushing the doors open with both hands. One went up into the air holding his lunch bag in his hand and the other went down somewhere behind his bum. "The party's here!" A crystal scrying stone was dangling from a fine silver chain around his neck and swung back and forth a bit as he slid across the floor.

It took him a moment to realize that everyone in the room was either occupied or ignoring him. There was some sort of tension perminating the room and a slight orange aura surrounded the lady in the pinstriped suit in the corner. Cranky much?! "Awww common people! It's break time! Lighten up!" He broke open his lunch bag making a ruckus as he did. "I brought cookies."

Estelle looked up. Woah. Suddenly a lot of people had occupied this room. It was getting crowded. She grinned when she heard a boy say he brought cookies. She walked over to him. "Nice of you to bring cookies for us." She said as she looked at the bag. If there was ONE thing she loved more than chocolate, it was cookies. She smiled as she stuck her hand out so he could shake it. "Hello. I am Estelle Evanstar."

"Eat up. I baked them me self!" He grinned and popped it into his mouth. Bit down and then immediately found a napkin and spit it out. He snatched the cookie out of the man's hand before he could try them. "Strike that - bad idea. I'm not baking cookies again any time soon. Mmmm....maybe cake. YES! I a cake. Hear that everyone!?" He looked around the room. "I'm going to bring in a cake next week, and you all better try it!"

He turned back to the man in front of him. "So - who you looking for?" He grinned lopsidedly at the strawberry-blond, blue eyed man in front of him.


He shook the girls hand vigorously. Trism Braun. Nice to meet you. Both!" He reached over and with his left hand shook the man's hand.

Trism's smile was as infectious as his hand was warm and his handshake friendly. In spite of himself, Ivan smiled back. Then he blinked. "Oh, um....well, my brother gave a letter to someone in the Department of Mysteries. He's...uh...male," Ivan finished lamely.

Shannon couldn't help but smirk as one of the men she had tried to chat with backed away, was she scary at all or had she said something impolitely? Really she couldn't care less, all she wanted was to talk to someone about her owrk. Or what their work was. Or what part of the Department of Mysteries did they work in. She was a Work question book. And a human volcano since she could blow at any second. That what she nearly did as that rude other man shouted once more "Stop talking so loud, we can all hear you.I'm surprised Merlin himself hasn't awoken from his grave thanks to your loud enterance." she said, snapping open her book once more and began to read as she stood next to the first man who had gotten her angry(Yusuke).

Estelle shook his hand. "Nice to meet you Trism." She said and grabbed a cookie even though he had snatched it out of the other boys' hand and took a bite. "Hmm." She said "It's not that bad." She said as she took another bite. "Trust me. I have had worse cookies." She told him as she recalled her first attempt to make cookies. She had basically burnt them. And the time when her friend had baked them and had half burnt them, but she had to eat them.

She looked at the other man from whom the cookie was snatched and stuck her hand out towards him too. "Hi." She said.

"Letter - letter...letter...oh oh oh! You're Gunther's brother? Excellent!" He reached into the pocket of his robe and pulled out a slightly crushed rolled up parchment. The seal was a bit cracked. Not that he'd read it, nope - it merely got smushed. "One Gunther letter, via Trism air!" He grinned. The man had nice - friendly eyes.

Unlike -the black suited harpy in the corner. "Oye - perhaps if your nose spent more time out of your book, you'd be a bit more personable. And," he turned back to Estelle. "Those cookies were horrible, but if you want the rest of them - be my guest."

Rave walked into the break room just in time to hear a woman in a pinstriped suit acting extremly rude to the other occupants of the room.
"He was just trying to be friendly." Rave said to the woman harshly, "Did it ever accure to you that people are 'ignoring you' because they want you to talk less?" she added under her breath, but not quiet enough for the woman not to hear, she walked over to and empty chair and sat down, shaking her head. She smiled kindly at the man who the woman had been insulting.