"It seems obvious to me. Cars flying. It's either Chitty Chitty Bang Bang or magic." Benjamin listened to Warren. Aaaah, perfect. Doing both. Lots of experience. Benjamin nodded and looked down at the file Warren put in front of him. He picked it up and flipped through it quickly until Warren said legal aides. "Legal aides? But we're law enforcement agents. Not aides. If we got not Magical Law Enforcement people involved in it. they would be legal aides... Wouldn't they?" Benjamin knew he was right. Could he be possibly smarter than his boss?

Benjamin watched someone walk in and watched and listened to he and Warren's conversation. After a moment he looked into the file and started memorizing it. He tried to learn every detail when...

The case is wrapped up already? Benjamin stood up waiting to get orders and looked at Warren wondering what to do next.

Warren looked up as the guy came inside and he sat back. "Yes well I'm here to get you lot to actually work." Let that sink in how it does. Looking around at the three of them in his office he sighed, "As I was saying..." And of course once again he got interrupted.

Looking toward the door slightly irritated he saw Blackstone and nodded, "Yes of course. Come in. Anything of interest that we can use? We were just discussing the case."

And then SOMEONE ELSE came in. Where were they all coming from and why were they not here when he wanted them here? Hearing the woman speak he pursed his lips, "Yes...you are." Turning his gaze from her he waved his hand and summoned more chairs into the room. "Sit down everyone."

Then of course the annoying one spoke again and he barely cast a glance at him. "Yes legal aides. Do you have a law degree I am not aware of? By muggle definition a legal aide aids the lawyer. Since you are not a lawyer or established enough to be one..." He turned his eyes cooly toward Ben, "That makes you an aide. And you don't have enough Magical Law Enforcement skills either..so...I would watch that mouth of yours, Mr. Amsten, before I stick you on a desk and forget about you." He could tell him and this kid weren't going to get along at all.

Turning toward Blackstone he nodded and leaned back in his chair, "So...what's happened?"

The muggle definition. Hmph. There are two defintions. There has to be. There's a legal aide. Then a legal...aide. Dumb muggle words. "Watch my mouth? I didn't say anything? Are you a mind reader Warren?" Ben said with a smirk. He sat back down and laughed at what Warren said. "I'm pretty sure you'd miss me Warren." Ben then got his head back in the case. He turned to the man who said it was wrapped up and listened.

Maybe it had been a little too long since she'd last been in the office. Apha almost cringed when she arrived, not knowing Warren's attitude to late-comers for anything yet. Maybe that was something she needed to find out (without it being herself late next time, preferably - not a great way to begin the day).

Her eyes immediately fell to the people gathered, mostly full of unfamiliar faces. New recruits, perhaps? She'd have to find that out later, when she wasn't suddenly feeling very guilty for being late as she threw an apologetic smile to her boss, trying her best not to disturb what was going on by speaking. Next time, she thought to herself, be on time.

Aveira blushed angrily and frowned, but all the same she did not speak a word out of place and sat down as requested, taking the chair closest to the door. Tilting it so she would be able to see if anyone came in out of the corner of her eye, she regarded who she assumed to be her boss, and bossy he was. Oh, how she utterly loathed people...

"Aveira Celeste Lovecraft, first day," she murmured. "I saw the note and assumed, by the otherwise emptiness of the offices, that I should attend also." Aveira paused. He didn't seem to want her here. But oh, she'd be happy to leave. "If it is not so, I'll take my leave, sir."

Warren frowned and glared at Ben. He had to hand it to the kid though unlike everyone else in the office he was the only one who would stand toe to toe with him. Maybe he'd make for a good assistant....maybe. "As much as I miss my father Amsten." Not at all.

Warren looked up as someone else walked into his office and he looked away taking count. Well it seemed his employee count grew. Good.

Warren turned toward the girl who had walked in and he leaned back in his chair, "Ms Lovecraft...if you are MLES or Wizengamot you shall stay. Do we...disturb you?" He raised an eyebrow at the girl. Standing up he sat on the corner of his desk, "With the acception of Mr. Amsten over there who couldn't be intimidated by a runaway train while he's standing on the bloody track...every one in this room is intimidated by me and I doubt it's because of this scar," he said as he ran his finger down his cheekbone. "I don't like weakness. A weak agent makes for an easy target. I've seen more in my life than all of you put together and my ruling IS final because it might just save your life one day. If you don't feel up to that...do take your leave...if you don't like a challenge and want a desk job that kills your brain cells slowly be my guest. But in here...we listen...we work together...and we do as we're told."

Standing up he moved toward the front of his desk and leaned against it, "This job is not for slouches. I saw how the other MLES agents were by best friend was one and now works for the Prophet if that's any kind of benchmark as to what it was like. True we don't fight the big bad dark wizards that I've had to fight as an Auror. No, we have a tougher job. Keeping and maintaining law and order. As such...we're going to have drills weakly. Consider it...a way to test your abilities every Friday at 4. Something I'm sure all of you will enjoy because they will consist of mock duels and various things." Looking around he propped his foot on the arm of Ben's chair. "This is a duel office. Duel meaning two divisions. As such we will be spending half the time working cases for the Wizengamot for trial and half the time working out own. Sucks I know but it's all I can do. Any questions?"

Ben smirked again and looked as a new girl walked in. Then Warren started making a speech. Is this going to take long? Benjamin was a bit offended as Warren said he was intimidated by anything. Of course he was. If there was a train heading towards him he'd move as quickly as possible. And then Warren went somewhere than Benjamin had to speak up. He stood up and said,

"Excuse me, Warren. But unless the following happened to you, you will never know pain as much as me. I saw my mother murdered right in front of me when I was five, and I've been in pain and agony since." This time Ben was serious. "And in my opinion, that's the worst possible thing someone can 'see.'" Ben looked at everyone watching and back at Warren to see his response.

Warren spun his head quickly as he heard Ben speak and his teeth set. Standing up he walked over to the boy and stood in front of him. "Don't talk to me about pain. You want pain....you want to play who's had to deal with what the most? When I was 18 my father ruined my Quidditch career single handedly. He had me shadow the Aurors. Something happened that is still classified and I was kidnapped by his hand and was supposed to be killed. I killed him...and by accident in the fight that ensued... I killed my mother who was trying to stop us. I've seen someone I took to be my girlfriend killed. I've had to save my own fiancee I don't know how many times and have the scars to prove it. I've seen more people I care about die than you can dream of. So..." Pointing to the seat his face as cold as stone he said lowly, "Sit down and shut up." Running a hand over the back of his neck he looked away from Ben and his bringing up of the memories he had suppressed for so long and turned his back on everyone. "Everyone just... just...go. I'll send you an updated schedule." He didn't want to deal with this right now. And the memories that were flooding his mind weren't helping.

Ben's jaw dropped as he was hearing this. He couldn't possibly fathom doing that. Then again Ben wouldn't let that situation happen to him. But he just made Warren go through all that pain again. But still ben couldn't imagine. He stood up as Warren said for everyone to go, and tried to think of something to say. "Warren... I'm sorry. I just can't imagine more pain than I went through when I was young. My dad was going crazy for 5 years after that and I basically had to raise myself. Up until I went to Hogwarts that is. And I know that probably sounds like nothing to you, but it forced me to realize what was important. That's why I joined Law Enforcement. To stop what happened to me from happening to other people. In fact, if comic books didn't make it weird, I would probably be sporting a Bat-Mask right now and striking fear in the heart of criminals. You have to see where I'm coming from to get what I'm saying. And I'm trying to see where your coming from, but I can't." Ben was about to say something that would probably be the last thing Warren thought expected Ben to say after their first impressions, but, "Warren. You're right, I don't have your experience, but you have to know. I've gone through more pain than most people a well, and I truly feel sorry for you. Really." Ben stopped and took a few breaths and looked at Warren for behind. He stood there and waited to see what his take on Benjamin's response would be.

Warren stood with his back to everyone, staring at the wall behind him that held Alexa's picture as well as his mum's. He barely heard what Ben had said and shook his head. Reaching up he grabbed the picture of his mum and stared at it, "I do not want to discuss this. Get out." Yeah he was sure seeing his mum die at such a young age was probably traumatic but he had always taken care of himself or tried to live up to something that was unreachable as he was growing up. But taking his own mum's life by accident...he didn't have a clue. Closing his eyes he set the picture back down without a word only a tightening of his jaw. How he hated what he had done and spent 20 years redeeming his sins by going after the type of Dark Wizards his father had been. Now...he understood why Alexa needed to do what she did. I am not like my father. I am a better man. "Analyze the car case and bring me a detailed report by the end of the day. Blackstone...fill them in in the office. I want to be left alone." He needed to be left alone.

Aveira narrowed her eyes as they exchanged their pitiable stories. She didn't want to know their pasts, nor did she care whether they suffered or not. She knew just as much pain, and all of them had survived through it, so it would be best to leave the past alone and get over it. They were foolish to wear their hardships on their sleeves. Aveira would never tell her colleagues what had happened, what she had done... That was nothing more than the pursuit of both attention and pity - and, in her case, perhaps even a life sentence to Azkaban. She stood, picking up her briefcase. The boss wanted to be left alone. Well, bloody Hell, she was more than willing to comply. With one glance backwards, her gaze slightly softening as she saw the distress Mr. Rodemiere was in, she walked out the door, wondering where she was to go now.

Why were there so many people leaving the MLES office? Surely the agents couldn't be that bad. Then again... if what Warren kept saying was anything to go by... it wasn't all that good either. It hadn't made trudging through the narrow corridors any easier considering there was enough people exiting the office as ther was a footy match.
"What the-" Frustratedly pushing open the door to Warren's office she frowned. MLES was empty. Was there an ministry meeting memo she'd missed? Huh.
"Love..?"

Silence.

Was he even here? Walking further into the room, she pushed open the door to his office and frowned.
"Warren?"

Warren sighed as he heard everyone leave his office and picked the photo up again. A smiling young Warren barely seventeen with his mum and his dad who knew where. That was how he'd always remember. Closing his eyes he turned around and sat down in his chair, photo in hand. Why did it still hurt so much? Possibly because he came very much to losing the one thing he still loved. Looking up he saw a smiling picture of Alexa that he had found and snuck out of the house. Setting the picture of his mum down he placed his arm on the desk and buried his head in his hands tiredly. He heard footsteps coming back into the office and looked up as he heard Alexa call his name, "I'm in here."

Aveira looked about as the others disbanded, wondering where to go. She noticed "Amsten," the one who apparently wasn't scared of anything. With a sigh, realizing she'd have to find out what to do from someone, and that someone might as well have a name, she went over to him and offered a rather painful half-smile.

"Hello, Mr. Amsten," she murmured. "Aveira Lovecraft. I introduced myself before, but nevertheless... I'm sorry to ask it, but where am I supposed to be as of now? I was hoping to get that information from the boss upon arrival, but..."

Alexa frowned. The office was deathly quiet. Why was it so quiet? Where were his employees? Hearing Warren's reply, she pushed open the door and saw him. "Love?" Nearing his desk, she touched his chin to bring his head up.
"What's wrong? Where is everyone?" He wasn't exactly known for his early marks.

Warren listened as he heard Alexa come near his office. Hearing the door open and her hand on his chin he looked up at her. "They're gone." He sighed and layed the picture down of his mum on the desk. "That Ben character decided to play who's had the most pain with me. It didn't sit well. I made them all go." He stood up and placed the picture of his mother back onto the shelf behind him with Alexa's picture. "I shouldn't have let it get to me." Turning around he looked at Alexa with a frown, "What if I'm like him? A lousy husband and an even worse father..." he hadn't discussed that with Alexa. His new want for kids. "What if...something happens?" he said with a sigh.

Alexa frowned as he replied they'd gone. "What do-" But was cut off as he continued. Sighing as he explained she walked around the desk, leaning on it's side. "I'm guessing you told him everything..." The auror smiled weakly. If she had demons to deal with, Warren had a whole closet full. "But it has and you have to deal with it," She replied softly. "You never talk about it.." She murmured. At his question, Alexa sighed, pulling his hand into her own. "You're not like him. You never were and you never will be. Your a great person and marriage isn't going to change you at all." She looked at him intently before she continued, "As for a father," She added with a smile, "You can only be better than me as a mother." Goodness, she couldn't even imagine that. Curious though, that Warren had brought that up, "You're.. " She nodded comprehending. "We haven't really talked about that.." She supposed it was time. "What do you think is going to happen?" She asked quizzically.

Warren looked at Alexa as she spoke, "I know...I don't know why I did." He shook his head and looked down as she took his hand. "I shouldn't have let him get to me." He smiled at her thankful for having her. He knew his worries were absurd but..they were there none the less. They always had been. "So if we mess up we mess up together?" he said with a smirk before pulling her closer into his arms in a hug. "No...we haven't." Pulling back he looked at her thoughtfully, "What do you mean?"

Alexa looked at him, "It'll be fine. They're first proper lunch break in a while," She teased. Level Two was renowned for it's lack of employee respect. "But it did!" She implored. "Warren... you can't do what I did and just push it away. You're worried about it and they're not silly," She reminded him. She laughed as he summed up her argument, "That's it. Come on, how bad could we be?" She grimaced as she said that. "Pretty bad.." She added with a laugh, "But we'll figure it out. Together."
People had been raising children for thousands and years. Surely, it couldn't be that difficult.
She kissed his cheek lightly and at the mention of topic of children sighed, "Suppose it's time to talk then.." As he pulled back, Alexa frowned. "Well, it's just that you said 'What is something happens?' I was just wondering what you had in mind.."

Warren smiled and looked out of his office door, "Yes I suppose so." He looked at Alexa and ran his hand down her cheek, "Shh...I'm fine now. I'm fine." Leaning in he kissed her lightly and smiled. Hearing her talk about how how bad of parents they could be he laughed, "Yes. Together." As she pulled back from him he looked at her and sat on the arm of his chair, "I suppose so. So...let's talk?" Seeing her frown he shook his head, "I don't know. I was just...saying." Thinking for a moment he looked at her and smiled, "Do you want kids?"

Warren Rodemiere. If Estella was going to give herself access to anything, it was going to be him. Her heel's clacked along the dark corridors of level two, creating an eerie ticking that quite resembled a time bomb. Sure, he was with someone, but she'd have her fun.

Oh yes she would.

Stepping into the MLES and Wizengamont Offices, which was foreign to her, she smiled smugly as she was Warren AND that girl. Alexa Black. She was pretty, not as pretty as Stella herself (so Stella assumed), but Warren wasn't out of line being with this woman. Giving Alexa one of her most malicious smiles as she approached Warren, Stella ran her fingers down the mans arm to catch his attention.

"You look nice today." She said to Warren, with her fake-innocent look that she'd mastered to the core. "I just wanted to let you know that the Covington case is still not looking up. I'm sure Blackstone has already told you this," She said in a know-it-all manner, "But we might have to resort to more forceful measures." Almost instinctively, she quickly shot Alexa a death stare at the word 'force'. "If you want to talk about it, just..." She paused for a second, showing him a piece of parchment that was in her hand, "Let me know." Biting her lower lip and eying him with those piercing blue eyes, she placed the piece of paper in his pocket. It contained her address.

Crossing her arms and smiling at Warren sweetly she stated, Good-bye now." Without a single more look to Warren, and MUCH less Alexa, Estella strutted out of the office with her self-important swagger.

Annabelle Lourdis walked into the MLES and Wizengamot Offices. She was so excited! She'd always wanted to be an employee of the Ministry, specifically the Magical Law Enforcement Squad. Here she was. This was almost like a dream. She looked around the place happily, and went to go find her new boss. She located his office, but there seemed to be another woman (employee?) in there already, and they speaking.

Maybe she should just wait out here until they were done. It was the polite thing to do.

Rob Campbell strode into the Magical Law Enforcement Squad offices. He had just transferred in from the American Ministry. He looked around, trying to find Division Head's office. He could see a girl waiting outside an office. A fellow employee, perhaps? Rob shrugged and walked over to her, smiling.
"Robert Campbell." He said, extending his hand.

Annabeth smiled,aand shook his hand. "Annabeth Lourdis." She paused. "If you're looking for the Division Head, I think he's in there talking to someone. I'm just waiting out here to speak with him myself, but I'm not about to interrupt their conversation."

Rob nodded. He wouldn't want to be interrupted either. "So, are you new?" Rob asked. Hopefully, he wouldn't be the only new person here. That was never fun...