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Level 1 Corridor & Portraits As you step out the lifts, you enter into an entrance area with a directory that shows you've reached level one of the Ministry of Magic. This is the level that houses the Minister of Magic's Office and serves as a work area for all those employed within. Step out of the lifts turn right and follow the corridor, turn left and swing around to enter the lobby of the Minister of Magic's Office, or turn around and head back into the lifts. |
Whitterz <3 Sion had nothing to do. She could go to the Mysteries Break Room, but she didn't feel like it. She felt energetic and exhausted at the same time, and that could be the reason she'd ended up here, at the upper levels, as far from her department as possible. Dark hair tied in an elegant bun at the back of her head, she came to a halt. And grinned. There was a portrait of her, here. She couldn't help but find that amusing. She laughed, the sound clear and tinkling and sweet. |
Cherry was heading down the corridor slowly, taking in each portrait as she went. As part of being new to the Ministry, she wanted to see each and every person who worked here in a boss position, and especially the Ministers. Some people might have found this boring, but she thought it was interesting. ^______^ Suddenly she heard laughter. She wasn't alone after all. She looked up and saw a woman. "Hey, I saw you on the wall." She now tried to remember what the name under her portrait had read. |
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"Hi." She tilted her head to one side, big dark eyes full of laughter. "I saw myself, too, just now." Then she straightened up and smiled, the action more serious, but no less warm. "I'm Sion Jetza," she offered, by way of introduction. "Unspeakable. You?" |
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Cherry took her hand. "I'm Cherry. And I work in the The Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office." Which wasn't nearly as cool as an Unspeakable. "So I guess I can't ask you about your job then." Which sucked. |
Luke was touring the premises. He figured that if he was going to do his job right and ever advance he needed to know things like exits and security risks. He didn't want to end up forever doing forensics. He wanted to be out there in the thick of things. He stopped to look at the portraits of the former ministers of magic, paying particular attention to Cornelius Fudge, Rufus Scrimgeour and Pius Thicknesse. He thought that those three ministers had been among the wizarding world's greatest idiots. He'd done a thesis on these three in Uni and he'd come to the conclusion that where politics met the real world the lot of them were bloody fools. |
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He typically kept to himself unless there was business to attend to, and so he just gave those in the corridor with him a nod of recognition before turning back to the lifts again. Why hadn't they bloody well opened yet? He'd have Maintenance on it soon, but then again, that would involve Pricklepot and her unnecessary cheek-pinching spending more time than necessary in his vicinity. |
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He was only giving the man a hard time in a joking-type manner, though. Most people did tend to forget that the Ministry of Magic was constructed differently than most buildings. Level one was at the very top, and if you wanted to go to any of the others, you went down, ending with level ten, which was the courtroom level. When the lift door opened, Alexander made a move to step inside, but he turned back to the man before he did so. "Are you headed down, as well?" he asked, motioning into the lift. Then he stepped inside. OOC: Want to join him in the lifts? My next post will be there. ^_^ |
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Luke Stepped inside. "Yes sir, I'd like to see level 10." He smiled. "My name is Luke Dubois I'm the new CMEC Counterfeit Magic Identification Specialist." He introduced himself and held out his hand to the Senior Undersecretary. |
Dacs had much to do today. She was just about heading back to her office after a break. It was interesting how she had to put some effort to keep up with the rapid changes in the ministry. Usually, it was easy to roll with the punches and stay on top of things. But the changes were very quick and Dacs was really being put to the test on ow well she can keep up. According to her standards, she was doing a fair job. She slowed down as she walked along the upper level corridor. Gazing at the portraits as now strolled by them with her head swimming in thoughts and hands in pockets. |
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Benjamin had his lunch and now it was BACK TO WORK. He had papers out of his briefcase and under his arms for he met up with another department and never got a chance to put it away. As the man strolled down the walkway- Fedora and charmed glasses armed and primed- he noticed someone in the distance. Ah! "Hello, beautiful," he said before stealing a kiss on the cheek. |
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"How 'bout you?" Now, that they were officially exclusive, it felt like they could just talk... and argue... but talk. And not have to worry about everything else thats evil in the world. He gave Dacs his charming smile. |
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It was always work and more work and now she had Ben. She leaned against the wall as Ben put the papers away and smiled when he did. |
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"I never got to be an Auror," Ben went on, "I was planning on switching over shortly after starting in the MLES, but it never happened." He paused for a moment. "But, the job I have now means a lot to me... It's personal." for a very specific reason Ben HOPED Dacs knew. "But anyway..." Lighter topic, lighter topic, "You wanna grab dinner later?" Ben just wanted to move the conversation along. He leaned up against the wall next to Dacs knowing full well they should get back to the MLE. |
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She was in such a good mood she decided to share it with her lovely always charming sister Dacs. She snorted at the thought. Dacs and charming was a very odd combination. Speaking of Dacs, there she was. Just the person Layla was hoping to see. "Hey sis," She said beaming. She waved her copy around a bit then threw it at her sister. |
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The holster of her wand, felt especially warm as her features changed from friendly to deadly as her obnoxious sister approached her with obvious intent. |
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She stole a quick glance at her sister's wand holster then focused back on her face. Tsk, they relied so heavily on their wands and now they couldn't apparate...poor saps. "I was just wondering if you have had a look at the daily prophet yet." Smirk. |
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She saw her glance at her wrist and she stuck her hand into her pockets. As an Auror she trained in hand to hand combat as well as mastering the wand. They were trained to go up against the nastiest of dark wizards, so handling a few brains wasn't a problem but this was her sister. There was something in her stirring that she didn't like. Something that wouldn't readily allow her to seriously hurt her sister. |
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She watched Dacs put her hand into her pocket, then dropped her hands to her sides as well, letting them brush against her own holster, so she could feel that her wand was still there ready and waiting. Not that she intended to use it of course. She didn't miind taunting Antoni but she certainly wouldn't hex her. |
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She watched Layla and shook her head. She really thought she could take her on.'Sorry sap.'"Is there anything else I can help you with?" she asked her tone very polite and detached, business like. |
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