Olivia made her way to the break room. She wasn't tired, no not at all. She was just...bored? Annoyed? Desperate to do something? She still didn't know what her job was and that made her feel as if her time was being wasted. Olive had really hoped to get on board and start doing something, anything, but this just turned out to be disappointing. She had expected a lot more from the Ministry of Magic.

She reasoned that she should be patient. There was probably a lot of people applying to work at the Ministry that they were having a hard time placing everyone is their respective departments. Yeah, patience was a virtue. With that thought in mind, Olive went to grabbed a cup of green tea, that'll help her calm down.

Tagren shuffled into the break room, stifling a yawn. There was no reason for him to be tired. He hadn't been on a call in two weeks, dragon wrangling was on hold indefinitely, and all the excitement of day-to-day business had been reduced to sitting at a desk with a pile of paperclips. Oh, and a foot-high stack of paperwork. Tag hated paperwork. It wasn't his fault the Head had gone on permanent holiday, but it appeared that nobody knew what the heck to do now, so they shoved reports at the entire team.

Auditing?, Tag mused. Five years of training and experience, and I'm. . . auditing? Out of all his classes, form-writing had been his Achilles' heel. Oh the irony.

Catching sight of the interim head--or at least, someone with authority, Tag hadn't been paying attention--he quickly attempted to blink big and look as if he deserved this break after a morning of hard work. He walked, suddenly briskly, over to the counter to pour himself a cup. "Hey," Tag waved at a nearby coworker. "Do you see the sugar? I'm about to lose consciousness."

He thought he recognized her. She'd probably been at that massive meeting about reorganization of management and new leadership. The one where he had that great daydream about meeting a chimaera.

James smiled slightly, his pale cheeks pinking in colour a little. “I hope you don't mind kneazles.” It wasn't unusual for people to hate the fascinating felines. But Clarissa seemed fairly relaxed in Balthazar's presence as he nuzzled his head against her calf and purred softly.

He really hoped Clarissa was right and Ms Radley would return to work soon. James was rather fond of his boss. He was aware that his people skills were lacking so he appreciated that Erica made time for him, listened to his nervous opinions and didn't seem to cast any judgement on him and his eccentric ways. And he would have liked to have said goodbye to her.

A glance to the side to another man who enetered the break room and a slight bow of the head in greeting, he turned his attention back to the redheaded lady. “Personal reasons. My father has been ill for a few years now but he has taken a turn for the worst. He needs a considerable amount of care.” James looked down into his tea. He enjoyed his work. He didn't want to leave and go back to his old life.. but the young man had little choice the matter.

Katalin come into the break room, she needed some more coffee before she went back to her paperwork. She saw some of your co-workers was chatting, she wondered if she could join in.

Olivia blew on her steaming mug of tea and was about to take a sip, when she saw a coworker near. He was blinking as if though tired. He probably had a lot of things to get done and work on. She envied him, lucky to have something to do and maybe even on something he enjoyed.

"Hi," she said and took the sugar container that was sitting on the counter and passed it to him. "Here you go. A lot of work?" she asked, taking a small sip of the hot tea.

"Good Merlin, NO," Tag exclaimed, a little too loudly, then lowered his voice. "Are you kidding me? We might as well all be petrified. I'm starting to hope some dragons break the reserve boundaries, just so I can go put them back." He opened the sugar bowl and dumped three giant tablespoons full into his cup. Tag stirred it furiously with his finger. The other woman standing nearby looked to need coffee herself, so he pushed the bowl her direction and nodded. Doing so gave him a glimpse of the Important Lady talking to another Creature staff. Wait--was that a kneazle? Eyebrows furrowed, Tag's hand instinctively went to his jacket pocket, where a small lump's presence reassured him.

Hello, wake up. Pretty woman talking to you. Tag dragged his gaze back to the person he supposed must also be bored out of her skull. "Oh. Um, thank you. . . what's your name again? You're new, right? I'm Tagren." He held out a hand to shake, then quickly dried it on his pants, then held it out again.

Noah entered the break room, really not sure how to handle this. He couldn't just go up to the people and start talking, could he? He noticed a few people talking as he made his way over to get some green tea and flashed them a careful smile, desperately hoping they'd start talking to him. Noah might just hate talking to strangers, but he HAD TO make some friends at his job, right? It was his last promise to his dad before he left the house.
Not that dad was such an example.. Noah thought to himself with a frown and took a sip of his tea. Ouch! That was hot. He jumped back clumsily, spilling lots of tea.
Great. What a great impression he'd made on the others in the room. He cleaned the spill up while furiously blushing.
'Get your act together, idiot.' Noah muttered to himself.

Katalin smiled when a young man started speaking to her so she said "Hello, I am Katalin Starr, I have been working in this department for a few years!"

He didn't have much work, either? Well, maybe it was just the Ministry as a whole that was laking things to do. "That would be much more entertaining than sitting at my cubicle the entire day," Olivia replied. She traced the rim of the cup with her index finger, imagining dragons on the loose. Now, that would give her something to do. "I've even caught up with Witch Weekly," she said, although it was a very boring fact. She had brought those magazines just for decoration purposes, but ended up actually reading them, not that she minded.

Her hazel eyes followed the man's hand and she wondered what he was hiding in his jacket, but didn't say anything. It was none of her business, after all. "You're welcome," she said with a nod. "Nice to meet you, Tagren," she said, giving his hand a firm shake. "I'm Olivia. Just got hired here at the Ministry."

Elizabeth walked into the break room on level 4. She said, "Excuse me, if i can get your attention for a few minutes, i have an important message from Ms. Gina." She shifted uncomfortably. "There is a strike happening in front of the ministry! Come help take down Lord Borr. Come end the useless tasks he gives us like washing his toenails, hanging his portaits and being his servants!"

OCC: Here is the link to the picket linehttp://www.snitchseeker.com/outside-...et-line-86050/

Violet pushed the door of the break room and slipped in, letting it close gently behind her. She sat down in the nearest chair and let a relaxed feeling of contentment wash over her for just a few seconds. Before she got too comfortable, Violet stood up and went over to the coffee machine. She took a mug from the mug tree and poured herself a steaming cup of coffee. On her way back to her seat, she paused by the refrigerator and pulled a brown paper bag, containing her lunch, out of her satchel and popped it in. She'd come back later for that. Violet made her way back to her chair and sat down again with a smile.

Katalin looked round the break room and wished that she had more friends in her department maybe she could go anad find J.J.

Noah yawned as he made himself some coffee, perhaps it hadn't been such a great idea to stay out in the forest till 4:30 after all... He shrugged to himself, any time he got to spend with animals, magical or not, was worth it.
He walked over to a seat and sat down, carefully sipping on his coffee, not wanting to burn his mouth like last time. He looked around and saw a few others, he gave a woman a careful smile that probably looked more like a grimace.
You've got to at least try and make friends Noah thought to himself, he wasn't going to end up all alone and moody, like his father, he couldn't let that happen to himself.

Katalin looked over and saw a young man and decided to say hello so she walked over and said "Hello, I see that you are lonely, can I join you?"

Noah looked up, slightly shocked that someone was speaking to him. TO HIM. He swallowed a large, hot, amount of his coffee and coughed painfully before nodding.
'Hi,' he said shyly and gave her a careful smile. 'Yes, if you want..' He looked to the empty seat next to him, glad that there were nice people in this department.
'I- I'm Noah... Noah Dawson..' He stammered.

"Thank you, I am Katalin Starr!" Katalin told him as she took the empty seat next to him, she could tell that he is nervous.

Caitlyn smiled and entered the room. She's been on air since meeting Nero. She just hoped that their relationship would last a long while. She couldn't seem to wipe the smile off her face. She sat down at one of the chairs and crossed her legs and her mind started to wander.

Joey took a seat next to the women around her age.Hello I'm Joey we met at the halloween party.

Caitlyn's eyes sparked with regonition. "Yes, Yes, you're related to Kade right?" She said.

Yes I am,Nero is My cousin.we grew up togeather.

Caitlyn nodded. "Yes, I know Nero. Did you spend much time together as children?"

Yeah i did we would take trips to eachother houses each summer.Once he runied my dads castle so bad he throw a fit.

Caitlyn looked at Joey skeptically. "Nero? Throwing a fit? That doesn't sound like him."

No my dad did she laughed.Tell thanks for the books he got my Fanily.He might be older but sure knows how throw a dinner party togeather for his mates.

Caitlyn laughed and nodded. "I'll be sure to pass on the message. She said. "At the party I didn't really get to talk to you. Tell me about yourself."