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Election EraAll historical records pertaining to Ministry of Magic RPG under Ministers for Magic, Sherman Clark [IC January 2086 - December 2089; OOC February 2015 - June 2016] & Althea Scabior [IC January 2090 - December 2093; OOC February 2016 - June 2017]
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Ah, the joys of being a Ministry Maintenance Employee. You got to mop the floors, clean the toilets, fix the air conditioning, repair the lifts, tighten screws on leaky faucets, clean up spills, dust the portraits...
Oh, look. More portraits to be dusted.
Grabbing his wand out again, Mason began casting simple cleaning charms and dusting each portrait of previous Ministers. One stinkin' portrait at a time... Hoo-rah.
Madeline wandered around, looking at the portraits of Ministers. She saw a man cleaning the porait and remembered how she would would clean her house. She continued to look at the portrait and examine them, along with the man.
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Originally Posted by sarahlooo
Ah, the joys of being a Ministry Maintenance Employee. You got to mop the floors, clean the toilets, fix the air conditioning, repair the lifts, tighten screws on leaky faucets, clean up spills, dust the portraits...
Oh, look. More portraits to be dusted.
Grabbing his wand out again, Mason began casting simple cleaning charms and dusting each portrait of previous Ministers. One stinkin' portrait at a time... Hoo-rah.
The Junior Undersecretary was patrolling the corridors to ensure people were doing precisely what they should be. While she was making her rounds she was going through a mental checklist for her and Nye’s wedding. Tomorrow they’d be leaving for the Caribbean for a beach wedding. It would be a small, simple and quick ceremony. That’s how Nye wanted it. Lately she had found herself not really having much an opinion, and just doing exactly what Nye wanted. But Medea was happy with that, he made her happy.
Unfortunately, Nye wasn’t the guy she thought he was. He was in awful financial situation, and knew she had money. For months now he had her under the Imperius Curse, the length of time under the curse was starting to greatly affect her memories.
An employee along the side caught her eye; he was dusting the various portraits. She… knew… him…. Didn’t she? Medea squinted as she attempted to remember his name, Mason. Yes that was it. Something deep within her ached, as if he meant something to her. But the woman couldn’t recall anything. The whole thing was fogging her mind and the woman stopped and looked at him. Why did it feel he was so very important to her?
She struggled for words, "I.. err. You umm." This was insane, she shook her head as if to shake her thoughts into order. The the Undersecretary spoke with authority, "You missed a spot."
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Originally Posted by redifer
The Junior Undersecretary was patrolling the corridors to ensure people were doing precisely what they should be. While she was making her rounds she was going through a mental checklist for her and Nye’s wedding. Tomorrow they’d be leaving for the Caribbean for a beach wedding. It would be a small, simple and quick ceremony. That’s how Nye wanted it. Lately she had found herself not really having much an opinion, and just doing exactly what Nye wanted. But Medea was happy with that, he made her happy.
Unfortunately, Nye wasn’t the guy she thought he was. He was in awful financial situation, and knew she had money. For months now he had her under the Imperius Curse, the length of time under the curse was starting to greatly affect her memories.
An employee along the side caught her eye; he was dusting the various portraits. She… knew… him…. Didn’t she? Medea squinted as she attempted to remember his name, Mason. Yes that was it. Something deep within her ached, as if he meant something to her. But the woman couldn’t recall anything. The whole thing was fogging her mind and the woman stopped and looked at him. Why did it feel he was so very important to her?
She struggled for words, "I.. err. You umm." This was insane, she shook her head as if to shake her thoughts into order. The the Undersecretary spoke with authority, "You missed a spot."
Just as he was about to move to the next portrait, Mason heard a voice coming from a few feet away. Lowering his wand, he turned his head to see the last person he wished to see. Medea. As much as he would have liked, Mason couldn't stop staring at her. He felt his heart ache, remembering when she left. And when he discovered that she had completely moved on and found another man to make her happy. Something that Mason could never do.
Swallowing hard, Mason shook those thoughts from his head. He couldn't think about that anymore. She was gone, and was never coming back.
Mason watched her struggle for words until the real Medea came out. You missed a spot. Mason clenched his jaw a little, and reminded himself not to get angry. Ignoring her comment, he moved to the next portrait and began dusting it. "If you're here to mock my measly position in the Ministry again, don't bother. I already know. I don't need your help anymore." His tone was a lot more bitter than he thought it would be. Mason knew he was at the bottom of the food chain at the Ministry. He hated his job. So much, that he would rather be in Magical Law Enforcement, in trouble, and stuck with Armen Recard teaching them how to apparate again.
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Originally Posted by sarahlooo
Just as he was about to move to the next portrait, Mason heard a voice coming from a few feet away. Lowering his wand, he turned his head to see the last person he wished to see. Medea. As much as he would have liked, Mason couldn't stop staring at her. He felt his heart ache, remembering when she left. And when he discovered that she had completely moved on and found another man to make her happy. Something that Mason could never do.
Swallowing hard, Mason shook those thoughts from his head. He couldn't think about that anymore. She was gone, and was never coming back.
Mason watched her struggle for words until the real Medea came out. You missed a spot. Mason clenched his jaw a little, and reminded himself not to get angry. Ignoring her comment, he moved to the next portrait and began dusting it. "If you're here to mock my measly position in the Ministry again, don't bother. I already know. I don't need your help anymore." His tone was a lot more bitter than he thought it would be. Mason knew he was at the bottom of the food chain at the Ministry. He hated his job. So much, that he would rather be in Magical Law Enforcement, in trouble, and stuck with Armen Recard teaching them how to apparate again.
Medea was not impressed with his tone. Oh he was not talking to the Junior Undersecretary like that!
”Sir, that tone will not be tolerated. Do you realize who you’re speaking to?” There was a special emphases on the word who, not in relation to who she was but rather the position she held. The woman’s cloak swished as she moved to a portrait near them, it was of her. The label under neither it clearly said her name and her title.
She shook her head in disapproval of Mason, he was just adding to her stress level – which is already very high. Softly but still audible she spoke to herself, ”I swear I have too much going on. This is absurd.” Medea pinched the bridge of her nose and continued at a normal volume, ”Between work and getting married tomorrow I’ve just got too much going on.” Realizing she was spilling her personal life and wasting time she stopped talking.
”Oh never mind! Just get all these dusted before I speak to the Minister regarding your lack of compliance.” And with that the woman turned, and started down the hall.
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Originally Posted by redifer
Medea was not impressed with his tone. Oh he was not talking to the Junior Undersecretary like that!
”Sir, that tone will not be tolerated. Do you realize who you’re speaking to?” There was a special emphases on the word who, not in relation to who she was but rather the position she held. The woman’s cloak swished as she moved to a portrait near them, it was of her. The label under neither it clearly said her name and her title.
She shook her head in disapproval of Mason, he was just adding to her stress level – which is already very high. Softly but still audible she spoke to herself, ”I swear I have too much going on. This is absurd.” Medea pinched the bridge of her nose and continued at a normal volume, ”Between work and getting married tomorrow I’ve just got too much going on.” Realizing she was spilling her personal life and wasting time she stopped talking.
”Oh never mind! Just get all these dusted before I speak to the Minister regarding your lack of compliance.” And with that the woman turned, and started down the hall.
Mason refrained from rolling his eyes. That wouldn't help in this situation. Though, it was kind of funny that she called him sir. He hadn't heard that one before, especially not from her. Did he realize who he was talking to? "Oh, for once in your life, can you please pretend like you're not embarrassed to talk to me at work? I don't care that we're not together anymore, I deserve better than this." His voice was still bitter. Even when they were dating, Medea refused to look at him for more than a second at work. She held a high position in the Ministry. It would be embarrassing for anyone to find out she was in love with a Maintenance worker.
Moving to the next portrait, he heard her mumbling something but he chose to ignore it. He didn't know exactly why he was so mad at her. He blamed it on the fact that she completely broke his heart and moved on so fast. But really, she had every right to do what she did. Mason couldn't make her happy so she found someone else that could. But he still wanted to be mad.
What she said next, took a moment to register into Mason's brain. Between work and getting married tomorrow, I've just got too much going on. He whipped his head towards Medea with wide eyes and completely ignored what she said about the Minister something-or-other. "Married?!"
When she started down the hall, Mason went after her and grabbed her arm to stop her. "You're marrying that bloke?!" He said a little loudly.
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Originally Posted by sarahlooo
Mason refrained from rolling his eyes. That wouldn't help in this situation. Though, it was kind of funny that she called him sir. He hadn't heard that one before, especially not from her. Did he realize who he was talking to? "Oh, for once in your life, can you please pretend like you're not embarrassed to talk to me at work? I don't care that we're not together anymore, I deserve better than this." His voice was still bitter. Even when they were dating, Medea refused to look at him for more than a second at work. She held a high position in the Ministry. It would be embarrassing for anyone to find out she was in love with a Maintenance worker.
Moving to the next portrait, he heard her mumbling something but he chose to ignore it. He didn't know exactly [i]why[i] he was so mad at her. He blamed it on the fact that she completely broke his heart and moved on so fast. But really, she had every right to do what she did. Mason couldn't make her happy so she found someone else that could. But he still wanted to be mad.
What she said next, took a moment to register into Mason's brain. Between work and getting married tomorrow, I've just got too much going on. He whipped his head towards Medea with wide eyes and completely ignored what she said about the Minister something-or-other. "Married?!"
When she started down the hall, Mason went after her and grabbed her arm to stop her. "You're marrying that bloke?!" He said a little loudly.
Her mind was exceedingly holey from the curse she was under, her memory was suffering. ”Excuse me?! Sir, I promise you I would remember dating you.” The woman shook her head, ”And we most certainly did not.” Her glare bore into him, what was he playing at?! Not that he wasn’t an attractive man, but she was in love with Nye.
She’d have to look up this man’s file, his stories were not acceptable.
Medea had only made it a couple steps when the young man had grabbed her arm and questioned her. ”I, what are you? doing!” She was completely stunned, and at a loss for words. The dark haired woman looked from the hand on her up to its owner’s face. So many questions, why did he think they dated? How did he know about Nye? And what did it matter to him?
”That bloke” she repeated back to him, ”Nye? Yes I’m marrying him tomorrow.” Finally getting her mind back in order she took her free hand and tried to pry his grip off her. ”I’m sorry but why does it matter to you?” He was certainly stronger than he looked, she couldn’t get lose. ”And LET GO OF ME!”
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Her mind was exceedingly holey from the curse she was under, her memory was suffering. ”Excuse me?! Sir, I promise you I would remember dating you.” The woman shook her head, ”And we most certainly did not.” Her glare bore into him, what was he playing at?! Not that he wasn’t an attractive man, but she was in love with Nye.
She’d have to look up this man’s file, his stories were not acceptable.
Medea had only made it a couple steps when the young man had grabbed her arm and questioned her. ”I, what are you? doing!” She was completely stunned, and at a loss for words. The dark haired woman looked from the hand on her up to its owner’s face. So many questions, why did he think they dated? How did he know about Nye? And what did it matter to him?
”That bloke” she repeated back to him, ”Nye? Yes I’m marrying him tomorrow.” Finally getting her mind back in order she took her free hand and tried to pry his grip off her. ”I’m sorry but why does it matter to you?” He was certainly stronger than he looked, she couldn’t get lose. ”And LET GO OF ME!”
What in the world? What was wrong with that woman? Just because they had somewhat of a rough breakup, didn't mean Medea had to treat Mason like a complete stranger. Sure, he knew she lacked in the human appreciation department, but this was just harsh. Mason furrowed his eyebrows and stared at her incredulously. "I would sure hope you remember dating me. And I would at least expect you to remember how you broke my heart... And don't call me Sir, Medea." He pointed at her moodily. "Whatever you're playing at, stop. Okay? It's annoying and I deserve better than your stupid games."
Yeah. Stupid. He said it to the Junior Assistant Secretary Under-whatever-the-hell she was.
And the incredulous stare continued. And then it turned to slight anger, and confusion and bewilderment. He felt her trying to pry her fingers, off, but he swatted her hand away and wouldn't let go. "You can't marry that guy. He's got as much brains a drunken flobberworm!"
When Medea yelled at him, Mason finally let go and took a step back. He looked at her really hard then and sort of analyzed her. Her appearance, her voice, her facial expression, her body language... It was all different. It was all... Not Medea Ward. "There's something wrong with you." He said quietly, almost a whisper. "You're not the same person." He said even quieter. It was like she had completely changed. Forgotten everything they once had and wanted nothing to do with him. Almost as if she was under the imperius curse or something... Mason shook his head. That was just a ridiculous thought, though.
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What in the world? What was wrong with that woman? Just because they had somewhat of a rough breakup, didn't mean Medea had to treat Mason like a complete stranger. Sure, he knew she lacked in the human appreciation department, but this was just harsh. Mason furrowed his eyebrows and stared at her incredulously. "I would sure hope you remember dating me. And I would at least expect you to remember how you broke my heart... And don't call me Sir, Medea." He pointed at her moodily. "Whatever you're playing at, stop. Okay? It's annoying and I deserve better than your stupid games."
Yeah. Stupid. He said it to the Junior Assistant Secretary Under-whatever-the-hell she was.
And the incredulous stare continued. And then it turned to slight anger, and confusion and bewilderment. He felt her trying to pry her fingers, off, but he swatted her hand away and wouldn't let go. "You can't marry that guy. He's got as much brains a drunken flobberworm!"
When Medea yelled at him, Mason finally let go and took a step back. He looked at her really hard then and sort of analyzed her. Her appearance, her voice, her facial expression, her body language... It was all different. It was all... Not Medea Ward. "There's something wrong with you." He said quietly, almost a whisper. "You're not the same person." He said even quieter. It was like she had completely changed. Forgotten everything they once had and wanted nothing to do with him. Almost as if she was under the imperius curse or something... Mason shook his head. That was just a ridiculous thought, though.
Right..?
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Her brow was furred so deep her eyes were barely slits. With her mouth agape in shock she had no words. “I… i… I?” The world was spinning, she had no clue what this man was talking about – but he certainly was adamant that what he was saying was correct. And really why would he make it up?!
To under mind me, that’s why!
And then he took the liberty to insult her soon-to-be husband.
“You watch your tongue! He is not!” She would not let this peon insult her fiance. “You are on the verge of reprimand.” Medea continued to wriggle in his grip, “And I WILL marry whomever I please!” Her love life was none of his concern.
When he finally let go she stumbled backward a bit, and nearly fell - grabbing the wall for support.
“Different!?” Again puzzled she stared at the oddly familiar man, “Different than what?” It hadn’t occurred to her that she was now running late. Absentmindedly she rubbed the arm he had previously been gripping.
She stared at the floor trying to make sense of everything, and then blurted the first thing that came to mind. "And if my arm bruises you'll be hearing from Nye!" The woman felt so insecure and unsure, not to mention confused.
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What.in.Merlin’s.pants.
Her brow was furred so deep her eyes were barely slits. With her mouth agape in shock she had no words. “I… i… I?” The world was spinning, she had no clue what this man was talking about – but he certainly was adamant that what he was saying was correct. And really why would he make it up?!
To under mind me, that’s why!
And then he took the liberty to insult her soon-to-be husband.
“You watch your tongue! He is not!” She would not let this peon insult her fiance. “You are on the verge of reprimand.” Medea continued to wriggle in his grip, “And I WILL marry whomever I please!” Her love life was none of his concern.
When he finally let go she stumbled backward a bit, and nearly fell - grabbing the wall for support.
“Different!?” Again puzzled she stared at the oddly familiar man, “Different than what?” It hadn’t occurred to her that she was now running late. Absentmindedly she rubbed the arm he had previously been gripping.
She stared at the floor trying to make sense of everything, and then blurted the first thing that came to mind. "And if my arm bruises you'll be hearing from Nye!" The woman felt so insecure and unsure, not to mention confused.
Mason sort of glared at her while she stuttered. He felt slightly accomplished for some reason even though he probably shouldn't have. He used to love her. He should probably be nice to her. Not to mention she had a high position in the Ministry and Mason could get in deep trouble for talking to her like this.
HAH. Like he cared.
"A reprimand? Honestly?" She was out of her mind. She took work way too seriously. She was completely mental. This was driving Mason insane. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. "Well then I wish you two the best." Bitter. Sarcastic. Obviously, the calming down wasn't working.
As she questioned "different", Mason just ran a hand through his hair and stepped backward. "Just forget it, okay?" He shook his head and began to walk backward. "You obviously don't care anyways, just forget I said anything." And with that, he turned and walked away, shaking his head.
Mason refrained from snorting at her threat. He didn't care how big that man was. He was an idiot. "I'm shaking in my boots!" He mocked, continuing to walk down the corridor. He was so done.
Armen had just been up to the corridor of Portraits visiting the large and wonderfully done painting comissioned for himself. The artist really had done a nice job, his eyes had that twinkle that made him look so wise, his teeth were bright and clean and his nose looked just right.
After about 15 minutes of looking at it lovingly and conversing with candidly, the department head decided it was about time he head back to level six. He was halfway down the hallways now, getting closer to the lifts.
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Isobel actually had no idea why she was up on level one. She'd been heading back to the office, but had kind of ended up here. She must have pressed the wrong button. She frowned, eyeing the lift. Now it was taking forever to come. Which was really annoying. She shook her head, tapping her foot on the floor a little. Maybe it would just have been quicker to like use the stairs to get down to level 2. It would probably have been much interesting.
The blonde sighed, considering that the lift was not going to come, and turned around, heading along the corridor, she'd take a little walk, and then go back to lifts. Well....she was going to, until she saw who she saw. It was...Armen.
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Isobel actually had no idea why she was up on level one. She'd been heading back to the office, but had kind of ended up here. She must have pressed the wrong button. She frowned, eyeing the lift. Now it was taking forever to come. Which was really annoying. She shook her head, tapping her foot on the floor a little. Maybe it would just have been quicker to like use the stairs to get down to level 2. It would probably have been much interesting.
The blonde sighed, considering that the lift was not going to come, and turned around, heading along the corridor, she'd take a little walk, and then go back to lifts. Well....she was going to, until she saw who she saw. It was...Armen.
A smile was spread wide across Recard's face as he thought about the argument he had just had with the portrait of himself about which one was better looking and more excellent all around. He of course at the end defaulted and allowed the portrait say he was better looking.
As he was approaching the lifts Armen saw one of the last people he wanted to see at the moment--Izzy. His face immediately fell into a calm facade and he looked down at the floor a bit. "Good day Izzy."
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The need to get out of the office was overwhelming, so Roxi decided to go on a little walk around the Ministry. It was an odd choice, certainly, but she wanted to familiarize herself with the building. Just in case there was a fire that couldn't be put out with magic or something. She ended up in corridor on the first floor where the walls where covered with portraits. She walked up to a portrait of a enormously fat man and read the plaque beside it. Lord Berty Borr?! She couldn't keep the shock inside. "That's Borr?!" she said with a fair amount of disgust to no one in particular. Though she was sure someone had heard her. She had said it pretty loudly. She cringed as she heard the slight echo of her voice in the corridor. Ooppsie!
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The need to get out of the office was overwhelming, so Roxi decided to go on a little walk around the Ministry. It was an odd choice, certainly, but she wanted to familiarize herself with the building. Just in case there was a fire that couldn't be put out with magic or something. She ended up in corridor on the first floor where the walls where covered with portraits. She walked up to a portrait of a enormously fat man and read the plaque beside it. Lord Berty Borr?! She couldn't keep the shock inside. "That's Borr?!" she said with a fair amount of disgust to no one in particular. Though she was sure someone had heard her. She had said it pretty loudly. She cringed as she heard the slight echo of her voice in the corridor. Ooppsie!
Honestly. Helena couldn't stand being in that office! Especially not these days... Everything seemed so tense because of the protests. Escaping from the office, the 5-month-pregnant, middle-aged woman wandered through the upper level corridors for a while, just to try and clear her mind.
Her bump was beginning to show now... it was also much larger than she'd remembered Iris and Robert being at five months. She knew exactly why that was, but the woman didn't really want to focus on the added scare it brought.
She wandered quite contently until she heard someone yell out about something to do with Borr. Eyeing the other portraits, she could see that many of them didn't like the outburst. Helena raised an eyebrow as she saw someone who looked barely old enough to be working in the Ministry. Then she looked up at the portrait. With an exasperated smirk, the pregnant woman approached the much younger looking woman.
"Yes.... that's him. The one and only," She smiled, bitterly. "I take it you've not met him in the flesh, then? Lucky..."
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Honestly. Helena couldn't stand being in that office! Especially not these days... Everything seemed so tense because of the protests. Escaping from the office, the 5-month-pregnant, middle-aged woman wandered through the upper level corridors for a while, just to try and clear her mind.
Her bump was beginning to show now... it was also much larger than she'd remembered Iris and Robert being at five months. She knew exactly why that was, but the woman didn't really want to focus on the added scare it brought.
She wandered quite contently until she heard someone yell out about something to do with Borr. Eyeing the other portraits, she could see that many of them didn't like the outburst. Helena raised an eyebrow as she saw someone who looked barely old enough to be working in the Ministry. Then she looked up at the portrait. With an exasperated smirk, the pregnant woman approached the much younger looking woman.
"Yes.... that's him. The one and only," She smiled, bitterly. "I take it you've not met him in the flesh, then? Lucky..."
Oh to be free of Level One. At first Gavin had been glad his position gave him reason to be up there and around Tasha, however with Borr getting more and more comfortable there, he was almost glad to be heading back to his own office. He would just have to get to see his wife mostly at home or any breaks on between that the two busy workers could manage.
Heading back towards Level 3, the reminiscator was walking down one of the many corridors passing various other works in the process and usually nodding a simple hello if they made notice of him. Gavin briefly noticed a pair of workers looking over one of the portraits along the way and as he got closer he had noticed it was Borr's. He nearly snorted and moved to pass them both completely. It was only when he had passed behind them that he registered where he knew the eldest from having not reconized the ministry adviser at first and from the back.
"Helena?" he questioned, hoping he was indeed correct and it was her. He would hate to mistake someone for the woman who had been seeing his best friend.
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Honestly. Helena couldn't stand being in that office! Especially not these days... Everything seemed so tense because of the protests. Escaping from the office, the 5-month-pregnant, middle-aged woman wandered through the upper level corridors for a while, just to try and clear her mind. Her bump was beginning to show now... it was also much larger than she'd remembered Iris and Robert being at five months. She knew exactly why that was, but the woman didn't really want to focus on the added scare it brought. She wandered quite contently until she heard someone yell out about something to do with Borr. Eyeing the other portraits, she could see that many of them didn't like the outburst. Helena raised aneyebrow as she saw someone who looked barely old enough to be working in the Ministry. Then she looked up at the portrait. With an exasperated smirk, the pregnant woman approached the much younger looking woman. "Yes.... that's him. The one and only," She smiled, bitterly. "I take it you've not met him in the flesh, then? Lucky..."
Roxi cringed again as heard a voice confirm that, yes this was Borr. "Nope, never seen him in the flesh. Heard things about how large he was, but I thought they were just exaggerations. Obviously they weren't." she answered, turning towards the woman who spoke. "I'm Roxi Carter. Nice to meet you," she said holding her hand out for the woman to shake. Probably not what most people would do after having dissed the Minister, but Roxi wasn't most people.
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Roxi cringed again as heard a voice confirm that, yes this was Borr. "Nope, never seen him in the flesh. Heard things about how large he was, but I thought they were just exaggerations. Obviously they weren't." she answered, turning towards the woman who spoke. "I'm Roxi Carter. Nice to meet you," she said holding her hand out for the woman to shake. Probably not what most people would do after having dissed the Minister, but Roxi wasn't most people.
Helena nodded at the woman. "I think most people are too scared to make those kinds of exaggerations," she commented. As the woman held her hand out, Helena smiled a little. There was a lot of confidence in the gesture, considering that she'd just insulted the Minister. Taking the woman's hand and shaking it, the pregnant woman replied with, "Nice to meet you... I'm Helena Beaumont. Do yourself a favour, and try to steer clear of Borr. You never know when he might need a couple of people to be his personal fan wafters." The woman added this comment with bitter reminiscence; it really hadn't been a fun day.
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Oh to be free of Level One. At first Gavin had been glad his position gave him reason to be up there and around Tasha, however with Borr getting more and more comfortable there, he was almost glad to be heading back to his own office. He would just have to get to see his wife mostly at home or any breaks on between that the two busy workers could manage.
Heading back towards Level 3, the reminiscator was walking down one of the many corridors passing various other works in the process and usually nodding a simple hello if they made notice of him. Gavin briefly noticed a pair of workers looking over one of the portraits along the way and as he got closer he had noticed it was Borr's. He nearly snorted and moved to pass them both completely. It was only when he had passed behind them that he registered where he knew the eldest from having not reconized the ministry adviser at first and from the back.
"Helena?" he questioned, hoping he was indeed correct and it was her. He would hate to mistake someone for the woman who had been seeing his best friend.
Helena looked away from Roxi when she heard someone else call her name. Seeing that it was Gavin, she smiled warmly and waved a little. "Hello, Gavin." Had Ryan spoken to him about the news? Helena's recent weight gain was beginning to become obvious...
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Helena nodded at the woman. "I think most people are too scared to make those kinds of exaggerations," she commented. As the woman held her hand out, Helena smiled a little. There was a lot of confidence in the gesture, considering that she'd just insulted the Minister. Taking the woman's hand and shaking it, the pregnant woman replied with, "Nice to meet you... I'm Helena Beaumont. Do yourself a favour, and try to steer clear of Borr. You never know when he might need a couple of people to be his personal fan wafters." The woman added this comment with bitter reminiscence; it really hadn't been a fun day.
Helena looked away from Roxi when she heard someone else call her name. Seeing that it was Gavin, she smiled warmly and waved a little. "Hello, Gavin." Had Ryan spoken to him about the news? Helena's recent weight gain was beginning to become obvious...
Gavin couldn't help but overhear the conversation, absently nodding at Helena's words when talking about Borr. Practical advice for anyone in the Ministry...for anyone PERIOD. And with her introduction to the other employee as well as her turning towards him his assumption was correct on her identity causing him to smile. He debated about introducing himself to the younger woman...a Miss Carter...which reminded him of Ryan's nephew coincidentally, but they hadn't readily acknowledged each other so he simply let it be making his full attention on the ministry adviser.
"Hello. Nice to see you again," he said returning the greeting properly since his questioning one hardly fit that description. "I trust Ryan isn't being too much of a pain," he added with a friendly teasing, tilting his head slightly as he finally got a better look at the woman. Something seemed different but he couldn't place it at first.
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Helena nodded at the woman. "I think most people are too scared to make those kinds of exaggerations," she commented. As the woman held her hand out, Helena smiled a little. There was a lot of confidence in the gesture, considering that she'djust insulted the Minister. Taking the woman's hand and shaking it, the pregnant woman replied with, "Nice to meet you... I'm Helena Beaumont. Do yourself a favour, and try to steer clear of Borr. You never know when he might need a couple of people to be his personal fan wafters." The woman added this comment with bitter reminiscence; it really hadn't been a fun day.
"Right," Roxi responded. It really had been stupid of her to assume that people had been exaggerating about Borr like that. "That doesn't seem like a pleasant experience," she said with a cringe after Helena's comment about being one of Borr's fan wafters. In fact, it sounded like she was speaking from experience. Yikes. "Well, I'd better get back to work. It was nice meeting you," she said, turning towards the lifts. She really should get back to work. And she'd heard the man behind who Helena seemed more familiar with. She gave both of them a nod and headed down the corridor.
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Esteban new that they strike outside was getting them no where again. He couldn't decide if it was even worth it to continue to stand out there anymore. He had changed his mind so often over the past few days that he wasn't even sure what to think for himself either. Life was always so complicated. But curiousity got the better of him and he wanted to know what was going on in the ministry. He wanted to know if people were still talking about the strike, or if like with so many other the idea had faded out of existance.
He sighed and was on the upper levels. Wondering if he would run into anyone he even knew. Esteban had so few friends in the ministry, since his wife had left.
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Gavin couldn't help but overhear the conversation, absently nodding at Helena's words when talking about Borr. Practical advice for anyone in the Ministry...for anyone PERIOD. And with her introduction to the other employee as well as her turning towards him his assumption was correct on her identity causing him to smile. He debated about introducing himself to the younger woman...a Miss Carter...which reminded him of Ryan's nephew coincidentally, but they hadn't readily acknowledged each other so he simply let it be making his full attention on the ministry adviser.
"Hello. Nice to see you again," he said returning the greeting properly since his questioning one hardly fit that description. "I trust Ryan isn't being too much of a pain," he added with a friendly teasing, tilting his head slightly as he finally got a better look at the woman. Something seemed different but he couldn't place it at first.
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"Right," Roxi responded. It really had been stupid of her to assume that people had been exaggerating about Borr like that. "That doesn't seem like a pleasant experience," she said with a cringe after Helena's comment about being one of Borr's fan wafters. In fact, it sounded like she was speaking from experience. Yikes. "Well, I'd better get back to work. It was nice meeting you," she said, turning towards the lifts. She really should get back to work. And she'd heard the man behind who Helena seemed more familiar with. She gave both of them a nod and headed down the corridor.
Helena smirked at the man's comment. "He's trying not to be." She stated, simply. Her pains were only half his fault and these days were indirect, after all. In fact... he'd been much better about everything than she thought he'd be. "How're you and Tasha doing?"
Smiling at the woman's response, Helena nodded. "Likewise, it was nice meeting you, too." She watched the woman leave before turning back to Gavin. How much, if anything, had Ryan told his friend? Hopefully he knew something... Helena was getting much too large around the middle to be able to hide her pregnancy for much longer...
The blonde figured she'd just have to ask - somehow. "So... Have you spoken to Ryan recently? ... Given everything that's been going on?"
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Helena smirked at the man's comment. "He's trying not to be." She stated, simply. Her pains were only half his fault and these days were indirect, after all. In fact... he'd been much better about everything than she thought he'd be. "How're you and Tasha doing?"
Smiling at the woman's response, Helena nodded. "Likewise, it was nice meeting you, too." She watched the woman leave before turning back to Gavin. How much, if anything, had Ryan told his friend? Hopefully he knew something... Helena was getting much too large around the middle to be able to hide her pregnancy for much longer...
The blonde figured she'd just have to ask - somehow. "So... Have you spoken to Ryan recently? ... Given everything that's been going on?"
Gavin grinned in return of Helena's smirk and remark. "All you can hope for," he remarked himself knowing just how true it was when dealing with the older man. Ryan trying anything that another human being wanted was an accomplishment being a stubborn Ravenclaw that he was. He nodded in echo of the unfamiliar woman as she excused herself from the conversation and left the two aquaintances alone.
"We are well," he answered. "Quite interesting though that we spend more time apart as a married couple then we did as friends and while dating," the reminscator added truthfully. It simply made them appreciate their time together...and alone all that much more in the long run. Gavin thought about her question, his mind admitting to himself that he hadn't really spent any long amount of time with his best friend...the office head just as busy as himself. "Only in passing," he admitted making a mental note to maybe make a stop by either at office or flat since he still had the key.
"Everything thats going o--" he repeats looking at her with a mixture of confusion and curiousity until it clicks in his head about why she appeared different. "You're pregnant?" It wasn't as if he wasn't able to see it now that he thought of what to pay attention to...Ryan himself had helped sharpen that ability. He just needed the confirmation because the belief in it happening was still slim in Gavin's mind. The thought of it all was reeling there.
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Wesley was just minding his own business, just doing things, Ministry things...thing things... and found himself taking the stairs back to Level 2, rather than the lifts. The guy had to stay in shape for his upcoming nuptials, after all, and cake and wine tasting was a lot of empty calories.
Not that Wes was the kind of guy who counted calories though. Ahem.
He was almost back to the stairs when his eye was caught by a certain portrait on the wall, the portrait of one Level 6 Department Head. "Recard?" he mused aloud without realizing it, stopping in the middle of the hallway to stare. "RECARD has been REHIRED???"
This was disturbing.
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Wesley was just minding his own business, just doing things, Ministry things...thing things... and found himself taking the stairs back to Level 2, rather than the lifts. The guy had to stay in shape for his upcoming nuptials, after all, and cake and wine tasting was a lot of empty calories.
Not that Wes was the kind of guy who counted calories though. Ahem.
He was almost back to the stairs when his eye was caught by a certain portrait on the wall, the portrait of one Level 5 Department Head. "Recard?" he mused aloud without realizing it, stopping in the middle of the hallway to stare. "RECARD had been REHIRED???"
This was disturbing.
Demetrius was just wandering the Ministry. He was just getting use to all the floors when all of a sudden he hears a man yell something about Redcard. Demetrius had no idea how that was or is and did not care. It seemed like he did not like him if he was surprised if he had a job. He walks over and sees that he is the Head of MLE. He guesses he should introduce himself. He walks over to him and says "Hello Mr. Williamson, Nice to meet you im Demetrius and i am new here in the Ministry". He puts his hand out to shake
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Demetrius was just wandering the Ministry. He was just getting use to all the floors when all of a sudden he hears a man yell something about Redcard. Demetrius had no idea how that was or is and did not care. It seemed like he did not like him if he was surprised if he had a job. He walks over and sees that he is the Head of MLE. He guesses he should introduce himself. He walks over to him and says "Hello Mr. Williamson, Nice to meet you im Demetrius and i am new here in the Ministry". He puts his hand out to shake
Wes was debating on which spell to cast on Armen's portrait when he found someone just... coming up to him and shaking his hand. Er. This was new. Guess it came with the promotion, though?
"Hello," he shook the guy's hand automatically, "welcome to the Ministry?" Did he have a Welcome Witch sign over his head or something?? "I'm... Wes Ferguson, actually, I'm sorry if you confused me for someone else."
Williamson. Sounded like a cool name.
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