She looked at them both and frowned slightly. "You two are so melodramatic. It's just a bit of summer fun here. Nothing big." She rolled her eyes and kept splashing around in the water. "I'll only come out if you can get Abby here. Then we can go for lunch." She was starting to get hungry from all this splashing around.

Brian nodded his head and gave her another hug to Becca before stretched his wand hand towards Lima, "You're absolutely correct Ms. Drama Queen." he casted a body binding spell (not a full) only immobilise Lima's hands and legs. "Now we have a new statue in our fanstastic fountain.." he grinned and turned back to Becca. "Do you like the statue? She looks better than before" he chuckled mildly.

Becca smiled as he hugged her once more and then turned to Lima. Then.. he used his wand. Becca stared, but said nothing. Watching Lima as she got stopped splashing instantly, Becca nodded at Brian's question "She's better than those stone things" she mumbled and kept hugging her knees.

She glared at Brian when he partially immobilized her. "You are mean," she said annoyed. UGH now she couldn't move really. This blew majorly! "Mrs. Grumpypants is mean too."

Brian smirked at Lima as she cursed him and Becca. "Well..well. Then what would you call a Division head being silly and messing around the important place inside the Ministry?" he grinned, "So tell me now. Are you goint to come out? If yes you'll be free.." he put one foot over the edge of the paltform around the fountain, looking at Lima.

Becca rolled her eyes at Lima and then as Brian moved away, she eyed the floor. She wanted to lie down, it'd been a long day. She glanced up at Brian as he spoke to Lima and then eyed the floor again.

"I told you before that I'd come out if Abby came here." She was talking cooly now. She was not impressed. Part of her wished that Mads was there to get her free again.

Brian's gaze turned to Becca, seeing her moves carefully. She seemed she was going to faint at anytime. It was not a sight Brian wanted to see. She was happy before, a few minutes before but not now. Seeing his wife sitting on the floor looking unhappy made him feel bad. With those thoughts, Brian turned to Lima again. She was stubborn and demanding him to bring someone Abby..who's that? he had no idea who was that.

Shaking his head unappily, he released her from his spell. "Look Lima. I'm not here to bring someone to you. I'm not even know the person. If this's what you wanted to do really" he paused and pointed out his hand over the splashed water and pennies around the area, "then...do it. But remember if you continue this, You'll let me to answer my higher official about this" he said clamly. With that he completely turned to focus on Becca.

"We should move away from here. You want me carry you?" he asked as he knelt beside her on the floor, hand stroking her hair concernly.

"Okay, Mr. Grumpypants," she said as she rolled her eyes and finally stepped out of the fountain. "You're such a Killjoy." She tut tutted him and Becca as she walked away. Naturally she was dripping water all over the floor.

Still eyeing the floor, she heard Lima speak "Just.." she trailed off as Brian looked at her. Waving a dismissing hand at him, she looked down again and stayed silent as he turned to Lima. Looking down at her hands, she started to wonder why Lima'd even jumped into the fountain. Then Brian was back, she looked up at him and nodded as he said they should move away "No, I'm alright" she smiled and then looked at Lima again "Honestly, I'm fine." she assured him "Come on" she sighed "Lets go" she stood up and smiled at Brian.

Brian shook his head, grinning as Lima came out of the water and called him a KillJoy. Silly woman who didnt know what was a real joy. "Have a good day Ms. Joyfull" he called out behind her as she stomped out of the area.

"Are you sure baby? you look so pale now.." he looked at Becca curiously and stood up along with her as his arm wrapped around her safely.

"I'm fine" she smiled and then looked surprised as he said she looked pale "What? Pale?" she looked at him slightly concernedly "Umm.." she then relaxed "I dunno why.. But I'm with you" she smiled "I know I'll be alright" Becca smiled and put arm around him. Walking beside him, she smiled "Honestly, I have no idea what just happened" she sighed and then loked down at her feet as they walked.

Brian listened her patiently, not surprised. He knew her worries and fears. He tightened his arm around her as they walked on the Eighth level corridor. "It's okay, leave it Becs." he said with a smug smile on his bright face.

Still walking with him, she smiled and leant her head against him as they walked. Glancing up at him, she saw his smug smile and then shook her head "What're you looking so smug about?" Becca eyed him curiously and then turned her gaze to the floor slightly dreamily.

He started humming randomely, his free hand inside his trouser pocket casually as they kept walking. As they were around the corner of the quite dark corridor, he stopped and held her face in his hands. His face was so close to her as he leaned in, "For this.." he gently pressed his lips against hers, smiled after pulled away. He knew it was her medicine for all her worries and he gave her her stipulated dose now.

She kept watching him as they walked and he hummed. When he stopped, she looked up at him and wondered what he was doing. Then he held her face in his hands and leant in. She looked up at him and then he surprised her. Becca stayed where she was for at least a minute after he'd kissed her. "Gosh, you're good at that" she shook her head to clear her thoughts and then pput her arm around him again, smiling.

He chuckled and took a step back to continue the walk as her hand in his with their fingers linked. "I was expecting some returns.." he grinned and rubbed on the back of her neck. As the approached the Cafetaria Brian looked at her, "Fancy a drink?"

Chris walked gingerly around the corridors. His leg had suddenly become injured by a lose magical creature and now he had to walk on a crutch while he did patrols. Chris suddenly came across the fountain and stared in awe at the water coming out. He had come upon someone the other day that had almost ransacked the fountain and hoped that would not happen again.

He knew he had a big job to do and sighed. "Why is it that things have to be so hard I just want to have satisfaction in my job". He thought very hard over what he had done the past several days and felt like a new friend or 2 might make a big difference. The fountain reminded him of a friend waiting to greet him. Chris knew the time would come and soon.

Melanie was making her way into the Ministry, like everyday, she walked pass the fountain glancing at it without really paying attention, she had her Daily Prophet tucked under her arm firmly. Somehow, like the clumsy she was, she tripped on the tip of her new shoes, the journal hit the ground with a loud -BANC- sound, it's pages flew everywhere, she however, managed to hold herself to the fountain border. As she did so, she noticed a few people around, one of them being the security guard that she had never talked to.

She sighed looking down at her papers, were they worth the trouble of bending down to her knees right in the morning? She ended up decided that that was probably the case since she paid for it with her sweet money. She dropped to her knees, and started collecting it.

Don't give into the injustice. Stand up and walk out for what you believe. Join the hundreds of Wizarding Workers who are opposed the Ministry's prejudice against those who are different! There will be a mass walk out on Saturday at 4 p.m. to show your support for those who have none. Take to the streets of Diagon Alley and stand up for what is right!

As another day started, Birce again entered the Ministry of Magic, now really taking her time to pay attention to her surroundings. Had it been what-a week since her first day here? The day when she learnt she had been placed to International Cooperation, which was one of her dreams. She couldn't believe herself that she hadn't noticed this fountain before. Or she did, but didn't pay attention. Odd. But then again, everyday it had been a rush to the elevators. Today was her 'get to know your workplace' day.

She walked up to it, and read the sign that said the money would go to St. Mungo's. Why not? She emptied all of her knuts into the water, and watched the money sink slowly. How many knuts worth a sickle? And how many sickles worth a galleon? She could never learn. She then counted the sank knuts: fifteen. It was... half of a sickle? Less/more? Who cared? She just gave away the money, and they gave back the change. Losing her interest in the money, she looked up to examine the statue. It was a nice one... Turkish Ministry should get one, either.

Calla walked through the eighth level as she did every day. She was mostly unaware of her surroundings. She had grown accustom to them. Her mind was on auto-pilot when she bumped into something.... or someone. Looking the woman in the eye to apologize she realized who she was, "Oh I'm so sorry." Calla went flush, this was the woman (Birce she thought) that Ryan was dating. Well, Calla figured they were dating although he just a few days ago avidly denied it.

Stammering over her words she continued, "I am sorry for the cafeteria, I didn't know you and him were .... I mean he didn't tell me... " Calla wrapped her fingers around one another very anxiously.

He did think he was late when he woke up on the coach with several books on him and saw his watch on the carpet. He could clearly remember that he saw the time properly before Red licked the silver. Therefore it was all a great rush till he could make himself ready to get out then now, hopefully, he was in the Ministry but ended up with coming here rather...early. That was odd. There should have been something wrong either with his perceptions or the watch, maybe both. Anyhow at least there was no need to rush to the level nine anymore.

So he was taking slow steps in the crowded Atrium to relax his again so complicated mind and take away the suspiciousness lingering inside. It was going to be good day. 'It is going to be a good day. Believe it and it'll happen, no wonder' Ah, and the summer vacation for Hogwarts students was approaching which meant he had to arrange his flat some for the little monster coming along. He, of course, could not object when Amelia told him to have some or more useful conversations with her son Joshua but the boy was getting more and more rebellious and hard to control as days passed. So he should have been ready for possible attacks. As he walked past the fountain in the middle of the room, he took some steps back when he thought he saw Birce. Yes, it was Birce but with Calla. That was going to be interesting. ''Hello, Ladies!'' he called them approaching the fountain .

Birce was in her thinking bubble when someone bumped into her. The blow wasn't that hard, but it was enough to shake the 50 kg Birce. She snapped to that direction, eyes glaring. But when she recognised the woman -Calla, wasn't it?- her expression got softer. Aww. She was flushing. "No problem." Birce said, stressing "e" like it was a Turkish word. Birce looked lost as the woman apologised, then she remembered, along with the kiss. Some butterflies flew in her stomach as she opened her mouth to explain. "We weren't--" But she was cut off by the man himself, Ryan.
"Hai." she greeted him and smiled. Thank God Calla was with them. Or it would be very awkward. They hadn't really determined anything but... according to Birce and all of the Turks, you were a couple after a kiss. So maybe she should have greeted him more warmly, showing that she considered him as her sweetheart. It was too late though, too many seconds passed from her greeting. They had the whole day, she'd get to her point sometime later.

This was incredibly uncomfortable. Calla felt it rude to walk away, but scanned the entire area looking for a way out. Her brow furrowed she looked from Birce to Ryan. She was now feeling as if she wanted to cry.

Calla looking over Birce couldn't help but be jealous, she was beautiful. No wonder he had chosen her. Calla was thoroughly confused as to why Ryan still denied their relationship. Given the way Birce looked at him it was obvious they were. "Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt the love birds" She said this extremely coy. Maybe she was holding the gruge a little long, but so? What did it matter to anyone else.