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Taking Back Kirstie · #1 (**permalink**) 06-29-2007, 07:53 AM

Located off the Elevator Lobby, the Cafeteria is a large room with numerous round tables,lots of comfy chairs, large (albeit fake) windows and constant background noise. On the left wall of the Cafeteria is a counter selling fresh sandwiches and salads, while a range of hot and cold beverages (and junk food) is available from the table-top vending machine.

The table top vending machines work using a table-mounted menu of items. You touch the item you want on the list, then watch your head! as your selected item descends from the ceiling. The cans of Pumpkin Juice can be particularly painful if one hits you on the head.

A team of busboys (and girls, and possibly some House Elves) will clear your plates as soon as you are done.

Em's the Game · 07-07-2007, 10:51 PM

Ivan never would have found the cafeteria the first time if he hadn't followed his nose. Now he went there so often, while he'd be hard pressed to tell someone how to get there, he himself could find it in the dark - so automated and ingrained was his path.

Now what shall it be today? He rubbed his hands together. His eyes fell on the counter to the left. He was sick of sandwhiches and salads. Something more substantial was in order. Ivan found an empty table, sat down and perused the vending menu.

After a confusing array of choices, Ivan settled on his usual: salisbury steak, pilaf rice and asparagus. And kiwi juice. He sat back and waited for his food to arrive.

LadyNerd · 07-08-2007, 01:18 AM

Marius made his way into the cafeteria, something he rarely ever did. He made his way towards a table top vending machine and pressed a button for a can of pumpking juice. As he heard the can making it's way down a shoot, Marius stood out of the way and caught the can in mid-air, he was used to the shooting cans of juice.

He silently made his way towards a large comfortable chair in the corner to give himself a piece of mind for the moment.

LeapFrog · 07-08-2007, 01:54 AM

Marissa walked quickly through the Cafeteria and found an empty table. She took out her wand, You can never be too careful she thought to herself. She pressed the menu, indicating she wanted Pumpkin Juice and spaghetti.

She took out today's issue of the Daily Prophet and began reading the news. On the page 4, a picture of her parents appeared, her father smiling cheerfully at her, occasionally waving at her. "Hmph" she said as she turned the page. She didn't need to see more of her family.

Marissa heard something overhead shake. She grabbed her wand and muttered "impedimentum, and falling objects suddenly slowed down and landed quite nicely at her table. She put her wand away and began to twirl her spaghetti.

Em's the Game · 07-08-2007, 02:11 AM

After an interval of some minutes, during which Ivan began reading through a dragon novel his father had sent him, Ivan's plate arrived. He was in the process of cutting into his steak when the kiwi juice dropped from the ceiling and landed in his plate. Green juice spilled over his steak and soaked his rice. He'd forgotten he ordered it. But as it was not the first time, Ivan was non-plussed.

Ivan plucked the glass out of his plate and resumed cutting into his steak. Out of the corner of his eye, Ivan caught his boss relaxing in a quiet corner. There was a rather interesting look on his face, which Ivan interpreted as 'don't you dare bother me.' Another co-worker was sitting not far away at another table. The place was quiet. Ivan went back to reading his novel.

whende · 07-08-2007, 02:21 AM

Jack was still spinning his key chain around his finger when he sauntered into the room, expecting a bossy Janet clone to pop out of nowhere at any moment. But it hadn't happened yet. Maybe he was just lucky.

His blue eyes scanned the room for someone his age. Someone who wasn't ollllllld. It wasn't the most common thing around here, he'd come to notice. They were all mid-twenties... or thirty, or forty, or old enough to be his dad.

LadyNerd · 07-08-2007, 02:26 AM

After a moment of silence, Marius decided it was time to go to work. He had a lot of paper work to sift through and it was not getting done while he was sitting here. He carefully stood up, adjusted his clothing and walked towards the elevators to return to work. Silently, he gave a nod of his head towards a couple of his employees.

atmor · 07-08-2007, 02:37 AM

Luriken came off the elevator lift and walked into the cafeteria and took a seat in the far corner, he knew he had to get food eventually or the smell would make him go insane. Standing he walked to the counter with sandwiches and sighed it was either this or something to order. He looked between the two choices and decided to order.

He touched Beacon, eggs, and french toast and waited a little away from the table. A tray fell with his order and he grinned and collected it. Walking over to the counter with the junk food and beverages, he picked out a can of Ginger Ale.

Walking back to his table he nodded at his fellow Ministry workes and sat picking at his food.

LeapFrog · 07-08-2007, 02:38 AM

Marissa felt very alone at the Ministry. She thought about this as she tried to look at piece with the fact she didn't have friends. She nervously adjusted her bright red glasses. "As long as I'm doing my job, I'm happy," she told herself. She impaled her last meatball with her fork and took out The Daily Prophet again. This time she skipped page 4, where her parents were photographed at some fundraiser.

SnoggingLupin13 · 07-08-2007, 02:47 AM

Otis sat in the wooden chair behind the counter, his back straight as a board and his hands folded on the counter. His brown eyes swept the cafeteria, once, twice, three times. A few Ministry workers were scattered around the tables, some eating, others also observing.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw a glass of kiwi juice crash onto a worker's plate; Otis immediately clicked his fingers. A house-elf appeared.

"Table seven, Lindy," he said in his hoarse voice, and the house-elf scuttled off to the table to pick up the glass.

Otis re-folded his hands and glanced at the fake windows. Nasty weather, he thought as rain pounded against the window panes.

atmor · 07-08-2007, 02:56 AM

Luriken hadn't had a chance to get The Daily Prophet. But he had gotten a few of the muggle newspapers. SKipping through one he saw a headline that caught his eyes.
Magic? Is it possible?
Susan Stevens is one of the few that asks this. She reportedly has a cat that changes colour with it's emotions, "When hungry the cat goes green, when tired it goes grey," she say "It's very nerve recking and it scares me, my grandchildren of course finds it amusing but not anymore since it bit my grandson and now he changes colour."

Susan has given up her cat to scientists for tests and states "I hope I never get it back." Is magic possible........

Luriken sighed and skipped the page Great more work closing the newspaper he looked around the room "Anyone got the Daily Prophet?"

whende · 07-08-2007, 02:59 AM

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Originally Posted by maritoy

Marissa felt very alone at the Ministry. She thought about this as she tried to look at piece with the fact she didn't have friends. She nervously adjusted her bright red glasses. "As long as I'm doing my job, I'm happy," she told herself. She impaled her last meatball with her fork and took out The Daily Prophet again. This time she skipped page 4, where her parents were photographed at some fundraiser.

There. Her. She looked young. The youngest in the room, actually. And, as an added bonus, she looked lonely. But just going up and talking to her... no. Not his type of thing. He sat down across from her, looking bored, completely unamused with the working world, (which he was) and uninterested in just about everything around.

Em's the Game · 07-08-2007, 02:59 AM

A house elf appeared at Ivan's elbow and made off with his glass without Ivan even noticing. So when Ivan's hand reached out for the glass it simply wasn't there and his hand clenched around nothingness. Nose still in his novel, Ivan's hand felt around the table. Nothing. Nothing. Nada.

Brows drawn together in confusion, Ivan removed his face from his book and took a look. "Hey..." He looked to the left. To the right. Nobody was even sitting near him. And then he noticed his boss had left. The female coworker with the spaghetti was now mooning over a weathered newspaper. More people had arrived. Ivan glanced up at the clock on the far wall, suddenly worried he'd lost track of time again. He tended to do that while reading. Oh, good. Still have ten minutes left.

Ivan's nose went back in his book.

Faerilicious · 07-08-2007, 03:07 AM

A young ninteen year old women apperated into the Ministry. She had a few folders and two books in her hand. She started to make her way towards the Department of Mysteries when her eyes fell on the cafeteria.

It wouldn'e hurt if she could just go and spend some time in there before work, would it? She looked at the watch. Nope. She was quite early anyways.

Estelle walked in and noticed there weren't many people int here. She made her way to an empty seat and dumped her stuff on the table. She got herself a coffee and some cookies and glanced around the cafeteria. Nothing much was happening there. There weren't many people to begin with. Grabbeg one of her books, Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austin, she opened it to page number fifty-five and started to read as she had her coffee.

It was a book she had read about five times already, but she loved it so much that she could read it over and over again.

atmor · 07-08-2007, 03:11 AM

Luriken stood and walked to the girl with the lonely look on her face (maritoy) "Hey, umm can I borrow your Daily prophet?" he smiled slightly then let it fall, if he did something he did it wasn't smiling, and his oarents thought that it was weird for a twenty year old. "I haven't got any."

LeapFrog · 07-08-2007, 03:17 AM

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Originally Posted by whende

There. Her. She looked young. The youngest in the room, actually. And, as an added bonus, she looked lonely. But just going up and talking to her... no. Not his type of thing. He sat down across from her, looking bored, completely unamused with the working world, (which he was) and uninterested in just about everything around.

Marissa heard someone come over and sit down. She looked up over the newspaper. She was currently delving into an article about the improvement of household cleaning spells. "Hello," Marissa said to him, not quite sure how to start a conversation. It'd been a while since someone approached her at the Ministry.

She looked at her empty plate, which suddenly disappeared from view. She caught a House Elf scurrying away from the table. Marissa looked in her menu. "What'd'ya think I should have, Chocolate Mousse Cake or the Ice Cream Sundae?" Marissa paused, realizing she'd been talking so much. "Sorry, I didn't catch you name, I'm Marissa," she put her hand out.

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Originally Posted by atmor

Luriken stood and walked to the girl with the lonely look on her face (maritoy) "Hey, umm can I borrow your Daily prophet?" he smiled slightly then let it fall, if he did something he did it wasn't smiling, and his oarents thought that it was weird for a twenty year old. "I haven't got any."

Marissa folded up the newspaper. "Sure," she replied as she handed it over to the boy. "You can keep it, actually."

whende · 07-08-2007, 03:25 AM

"Um... Cake?" Jack raised one eye brow. She didn't really seem too experienced in the starting conversation thing. "I'm Jack," he said.

He stared at her hand for a while. It was the wrong hand. To shake that thing, he'd have to quit spinning his soccer ball key chain around his index finger. He let out a muffled sigh and stopped twirling it around to shake her hand. Then it was spinning again.

"Um... this might sound like a really weird question, but... how old are you?" No, not really weird, completely psychotic.

atmor · 07-08-2007, 03:28 AM

He smiled again and took it to his table. Skipping through it he saw the same headline with the wizard who was responsible's picture. He skipped the page and continued reading about four newspapers at a time while eating.

LeapFrog · 07-08-2007, 03:39 AM

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Originally Posted by whende

"Um... Cake?" Jack raised one eye brow. She didn't really seem too experienced in the starting conversation thing. "I'm Jack," he said.

He stared at her hand for a while. It was the wrong hand. To shake that thing, he'd have to quit spinning his soccer ball key chain around his index finger. He let out a muffled sigh and stopped twirling it around to shake her hand. Then it was spinning again.

"Um... this might sound like a really weird question, but... how old are you?" No, not really weird, completely psychotic.

Marissa hated making conversation because it always became awkward. "I'm 19, I just started here a few months ago." She poked the cake button on her menu. "OK, how old are you?" she asked, going with the motif. She stared confusingly at the black and white ball. "What's that?" she asked, trying to figure out where she'd seen it before.

"Is it a mug-AAH!" she shouted as a large piece of chocolate cake fell in front of her. Normally she'd have her wand out to slow the descent. This Jack boy messed up her focus! She pulled bits of cake out of her hair and her bright yellow robes.

whende · 07-08-2007, 03:46 AM

"Seventeen. I just started today." Weeeeeeeeeeeird button. He looked at the key chain for a second before replying. "It's a soccer ball. They make bigger ones and you kick them and stuff."

It was pretty lame that there would be no possible way that he could ever get into a conversation about the best sport in the world. At least not with this girl.

"What the..." Jack had to stifle his laughter. It wasn't working well at all. Honestly, it was cake. On her face. And her head. Ha. Ha. Ha.

Faerilicious · 07-08-2007, 03:48 AM

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Originally Posted by Em's the Game

A house elf appeared at Ivan's elbow and made off with his glass without Ivan even noticing. So when Ivan's hand reached out for the glass it simply wasn't there and his hand clenched around nothingness. Nose still in his novel, Ivan's hand felt around the table. Nothing. Nothing. Nada.

Brows drawn together in confusion, Ivan removed his face from his book and took a look. "Hey..." He looked to the left. To the right. Nobody was even sitting near him. And then he noticed his boss had left. The female coworker with the spaghetti was now mooning over a weathered newspaper. More people had arrived. Ivan glanced up at the clock on the far wall, suddenly worried he'd lost track of time again. He tended to do that while reading. Oh, good. Still have ten minutes left.

Ivan's nose went back in his book.

After letting out a small laugh on Miss Bingley's various techniques on trying to capture Mr. Darcy's attention, Estelle looked up and noticed Ivan who was sitting alone reading a book. She smiled and carried her files and coffee cup and cookies over to where Ivan was sitting and took a seat herself. "Morning!" She beamed and looked at the book in his hand. "What are you reading?" She asked him.

LeapFrog · 07-08-2007, 03:57 AM

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Originally Posted by whende

"Seventeen. I just started today." Weeeeeeeeeeeird button. He looked at the key chain for a second before replying. "It's a soccer ball. They make bigger ones and you kick them and stuff."

It was pretty lame that there would be no possible way that he could ever get into a conversation about the best sport in the world. At least not with this girl.

"What the..." Jack had to stifle his laughter. It wasn't working well at all. Honestly, it was cake. On her face. And her head. Ha. Ha. Ha.

She pulled out a mirror from her pocket and began to look for cake bits. After she was sure it was all gone, she looked up again, sure her face was bright red. She tried to calm herself down. "Haha, very funny. Soccer...Soccer... That's a muggle sport, isn't it?" She felt proud having racked her brain to find that little nugget of info. "I think I saw an advert when I was walking down the street. So, 17... So you must be right out of school?" He certainly has the maturity of a student she thought to herself as she adjusted her glasses and ran her fingers through her dull brown hair. She really wished she hadn't given away her newspaper, at least then she could have had something to do while this boy sat there.

whende · 07-08-2007, 04:05 AM

Jack shrugged. "It was," he said. "Yeah. The best one in existence." He stopped spinning the key chain and started bouncing it on the table. He smirked slightly for a second.

"Something like that. Actually, my birthday was just a couple days ago." He leaned back in his chair, balancing it on the two back legs. "So, is that cake good?" Jack asked.

LeapFrog · 07-08-2007, 04:15 AM

She nodded. "Yeah, it's really good." She looked at her watch. "Ack, I've actually got to go. I work up at the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophies, and my lunch break is officially over." She left her cake on the table and hurried off. Then she rushed back. "You can finish up the cake if you want to," she added. Then Marissa headed back to the lifts.

Em's the Game · 07-08-2007, 04:17 AM

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Originally Posted by cedsgirl91

After letting out a small laugh on Miss Bingley's various techniques on trying to capture Mr. Darcy's attention, Estelle looked up and noticed Ivan who was sitting alone reading a book. She smiled and carried her files and coffee cup and cookies over to where Ivan was sitting and took a seat herself. "Morning!" She beamed and looked at the book in his hand. "What are you reading?" She asked him.

Ivan looked up. He recognized the face, but it took a minute to place exactly where. Then..."Department of Mysteries, right? And you're...uh...Essie? Ethel?" Ivan flushed seeing that he wasn't even close. "I'm really bad with names." He closed his book and held it up for the girl to see the title, A Dragon's Tail by Feathery Flights.

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