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Morgan P. Nickles EraAll historical records pertaining to Ministry of Magic RPG under Minister for Magic, Morgan P. Nickles [IC January 2094 - December 2096; OOC October 2017 - October 2018]
Employees of the Magical Transportation Department, this is where you work! The majority of the space when you enter the Department from the lifts is given to these blocks of low-walled cubicles. Please find one close to the rest of your Division workers but other than that feel free to converse, send memos, or pass paper wads with your neighbors(don’t let Lynley see you “playing around” too much). The area within the dividers and walls of your workspace are your own so be creative. Go ahead and hang up posters, pictures, newpaper clipping and bring in items to decorate with. All things are welcome except noise-making items. Keep the work place noise to a low murmur, please.
Once you pick your desk it will be assigned to you until changed by your Department Head, and a name plaque will be placed on your desk upon your settling in.
Grant was setting the last of his toys onto his desk. He had lotgs of fun things there, why shouldn't he? Every person with a desk needed fun little toys for it. He had a Rubix Cube, a toy car, a bobble head. Now all he needed was a cup of coffee.
Or did everyone just drink tea here? Honestly Grant didn't think so but he really didn't know much about England, it was all still pretty new for him.. Didn't know anyone either. But he'd make friends hopefully.
Grant was setting the last of his toys onto his desk. He had lotgs of fun things there, why shouldn't he? Every person with a desk needed fun little toys for it. He had a Rubix Cube, a toy car, a bobble head. Now all he needed was a cup of coffee.
Or did everyone just drink tea here? Honestly Grant didn't think so but he really didn't know much about England, it was all still pretty new for him.. Didn't know anyone either. But he'd make friends hopefully.
Lynley had two cups of coffee this morning. That was the kind of morning she was having. A TWO cups of coffee morning, yes.
But she still had THINGS she needed to do...and perhaps one more cup of coffee to make. Her sleeping patterns were slowly getting back to normal from break...but Merlin, she missed sleeping in. Her brown hair was tied back into a neat and tidy pony-tail, and her brown eyes were puffy with tiredness. She was passing one of her newer employees' desk--and noticed the rubix cube.
"AH HA! Look at this! Muggle toy! You intend to play instead of work, Mr. Cooper?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. She was not serious. "What is this..thing called again?" she couldn't remember. And her father was a muggle-born...tsk tsk. She needed to brush up on her muggle knowledge. "I solved one.........once." And with a cheat sheet. But he didn't need to know that.
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Lynley had two cups of coffee this morning. That was the kind of morning she was having. A TWO cups of coffee morning, yes.
But she still had THINGS she needed to do...and perhaps one more cup of coffee to make. Her sleeping patterns were slowly getting back to normal from break...but Merlin, she missed sleeping in. Her brown hair was tied back into a neat and tidy pony-tail, and her brown eyes were puffy with tiredness. She was passing one of her newer employees' desk--and noticed the rubix cube.
"AH HA! Look at this! Muggle toy! You intend to play instead of work, Mr. Cooper?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. She was not serious. "What is this..thing called again?" she couldn't remember. And her father was a muggle-born...tsk tsk. She needed to brush up on her muggle knowledge. "I solved one.........once." And with a cheat sheet. But he didn't need to know that.
Did the bosslady have two cups of coffee? Delicious, glorious coffee. "It's a Rubik's cube..well you know, i have to stay entertained here somehow!" He joked and then raised an eyebrow. "Oh, yeah? How fast?" She must be bluffing, or have spent forever on it...or she was a super genius. Like Jimmy Neutron or something.
Did she have a Robot Dog? Was that even possible? Nah, she had to be pulling his leg.
"Where does one get a good ole' cup 'o' joe around here?" Grant stood and stretched a bit, he was rather lanky and very tall. "Do we have a pot in the break room?" It wasn't like he'd had a proper tour, AHEM.
Did the bosslady have two cups of coffee? Delicious, glorious coffee. "It's a Rubik's cube..well you know, i have to stay entertained here somehow!" He joked and then raised an eyebrow. "Oh, yeah? How fast?" She must be bluffing, or have spent forever on it...or she was a super genius. Like Jimmy Neutron or something.
Did she have a Robot Dog? Was that even possible? Nah, she had to be pulling his leg.
"Where does one get a good ole' cup 'o' joe around here?" Grant stood and stretched a bit, he was rather lanky and very tall. "Do we have a pot in the break room?" It wasn't like he'd had a proper tour, AHEM.
Lynley laughed a little and picked up the Rubik's cube. "....Took me two hours." With the cheat sheet, yes. Mhmm. Once again, he didn't need to know that. "I should buy one...go out into the muggle London..." any toy stores had those?
"Well...they have a coffee machine in the break room, you know." What kind of break room wouldn't have a coffee pot, eh? Lynley made SURE this level had a really nice one. "Would you...like me to show you? Or...? I want another cup anyways. I have.....piles of paperwork to look at it." And eventually fill out and whatnot.
"How are you enjoying things so far, then, Grant?" she asked curiously.
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"You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin
Lynley laughed a little and picked up the Rubik's cube. "....Took me two hours." With the cheat sheet, yes. Mhmm. Once again, he didn't need to know that. "I should buy one...go out into the muggle London..." any toy stores had those?
"Well...they have a coffee machine in the break room, you know." What kind of break room wouldn't have a coffee pot, eh? Lynley made SURE this level had a really nice one. "Would you...like me to show you? Or...? I want another cup anyways. I have.....piles of paperwork to look at it." And eventually fill out and whatnot.
"How are you enjoying things so far, then, Grant?" she asked curiously.
"Two hours, huh?" He grinned a little because Grant had the feeling there was more to this story. But why push it? "Very impressive. Yeah, you should and then show me how you do it in two hours." Because he'd never actually seen anyone complete it before. Then again he usually just got bored with it.
"Thank god, I need my coffee. I haven't found a good local place yet. Back home it was all Starbucks, you know?" He chuckled a little and nodded. "Yes, please." Grant would of course let the boss lady lead cause he had no idea at all where he was going. "Everything's different than i imagined it. Bigger, though i could do without the whole toilet entrance thing." But really who wanted to stick their foot into a toilet? He'd have to try one of the other ways in tomorrow.
"Two hours, huh?" He grinned a little because Grant had the feeling there was more to this story. But why push it? "Very impressive. Yeah, you should and then show me how you do it in two hours." Because he'd never actually seen anyone complete it before. Then again he usually just got bored with it.
"Thank god, I need my coffee. I haven't found a good local place yet. Back home it was all Starbucks, you know?" He chuckled a little and nodded. "Yes, please." Grant would of course let the boss lady lead cause he had no idea at all where he was going. "Everything's different than i imagined it. Bigger, though i could do without the whole toilet entrance thing." But really who wanted to stick their foot into a toilet? He'd have to try one of the other ways in tomorrow.
Lynley was sticking with the two hours story.
"Of course I'll show you. I'm very smart, you know--" she smirked. This man was...two years older than her, no? She almost felt like...she had to BRAG about brilliant she was. Though, she almost always felt like bragging, because she was just...that brilliant, yes? "If I ever get done with my paperwork, I certainly will."
She began to stride for the door of the work area to the corridor so that she could show him the break room.
Starbucks.
She crinkled her nose. "I don't do chain coffee shops." She was just too good for that. "Not to mention the fact of the extreme amount of expenses that must have cost you..." she shrugged. His preference, though.
Lynley actually snorted. "Ah...yes...well I floo in. So. There's that. We actually have to change the toilets soon....they need to be...rebooted and whatnot, updated. Those are...pretty old." And GUESS which lovely department was in CHARGE OF THAT, EH?
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"You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin
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The walls of his cubicle were a lot shorter than Archer would have like.
He grimaced a little as he tried to fit a Jets' flag onto the already-crowed panel. Why in Merlin's name it had to be this small, he had no idea. Archer gave a frustrated sigh and dropped the green flag, eyeing it in irritation. He could easily just shrink it and stick it on then, but he was honestly too lazy to even try.
Reaching towards the cardboard box filled with his stuff, Archer pulled it towards his and started rummaging through its content. He had decided that since this was gonna be his work-space from now on, he might as well try and make it bearable. Meaning that he was going to stuff it so full of crap that Adara couldn't be able to even see him. Which was the way he would prefer it after the events of last night. His fingers wrapped around the glass and he pulled the little jar from the bottom of the box, happy that it hadn't smashed under the pressure of the rest of his junk.
Sighing again, Archer plopped down onto his swivel chair, his jar full of Every Flavoured Beans in hand. He reached into the glass jar and pulled out a gross-looking yellow one. Deciding against it, Archer threw the little bean through one of the hooped-goals that stood towered besides the little wall that divided himself and Chloe's desks.
So far this was place was boring as all hell, and he hadn't even begun working. . .
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Milo had specifically requested his new desk to be near a window when he got promoted to Senior Broom Supervisor. His old desk was just... MEH. There was not a good view at all when you were RIGHT in the MIDDLE of the FREAKIN' room! However, he now had a nice, big desk next to a window, and he actually got sunlight shining on him. Life was good.
He was organizing his desk when he heard someone close by, and he looked over to see a man, who looked way younger than him, trying to hang up what looked like a flag...? Hm.
... and now that said man kid was throwing jelly beans through a hoop. What kind of people was Lynley HIRING? He continued to watch for a few more seconds before he stood up and walked over to him.
"Do you want some help hangin' that flag up?" He motioned to the flag that was on the ground now.
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SPOILER!!: AMERICAN!!
Milo had specifically requested his new desk to be near a window when he got promoted to Senior Broom Supervisor. His old desk was just... MEH. There was not a good view at all when you were RIGHT in the MIDDLE of the FREAKIN' room! However, he now had a nice, big desk next to a window, and he actually got sunlight shining on him. Life was good.
He was organizing his desk when he heard someone close by, and he looked over to see a man, who looked way younger than him, trying to hang up what looked like a flag...? Hm.
... and now that said man kid was throwing jelly beans through a hoop. What kind of people was Lynley HIRING? He continued to watch for a few more seconds before he stood up and walked over to him.
"Do you want some help hangin' that flag up?" He motioned to the flag that was on the ground now.
Archer was about to throw another bean through one of the hoops, when he heard a voice behind him. A voice with an accent he hadn't heard in forever.
Dropping the bean in sheer awe, Archer turned in his swivel-chair to look at the owner of said voice, eyes wide in excitement. "American?" He said when he saw the speaker. Not the best way to greet someone, but who the hell cared! He was finally with someone that didn't drink tea all the time and who would assume he was talking about soccer when he said football. The dude had a Texas-drawl, which was usually so annoying, but right now Archer was fascinated by it.
"I mean, umm, no." He had asked him something, right? About the- flag? Peering down at the discarded New York Jets' flag, Archer shook his head slightly, "These walls are too damn small to put anything else on." He nodded at the Texan-Man before jerking his head towards said wall, where his Sweetwater All-Star's flag hanged. "Besides, don't wanna take that off." Quidditch had always been much more important to him than football, since the latter was only a Muggle-sport.
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Originally Posted by Nc.Ap.
Archer was about to throw another bean through one of the hoops, when he heard a voice behind him. A voice with an accent he hadn't heard in forever.
Dropping the bean in sheer awe, Archer turned in his swivel-chair to look at the owner of said voice, eyes wide in excitement. "American?" He said when he saw the speaker. Not the best way to greet someone, but who the hell cared! He was finally with someone that didn't drink tea all the time and who would assume he was talking about soccer when he said football. The dude had a Texas-drawl, which was usually so annoying, but right now Archer was fascinated by it.
"I mean, umm, no." He had asked him something, right? About the- flag? Peering down at the discarded New York Jets' flag, Archer shook his head slightly, "These walls are too damn small to put anything else on." He nodded at the Texan-Man before jerking his head towards said wall, where his Sweetwater All-Star's flag hanged. "Besides, don't wanna take that off." Quidditch had always been much more important to him than football, since the latter was only a Muggle-sport.
.... what the fudge did he just say...? American?
Milo furrowed his brows at the kid, and he simply replied, "Milo." That was his name. "I am from America, but I would prefer not to be called that." He just wanted to make that clear in case the kid thought he could go around calling him 'American'. He wasn't the Land of the Free and Home of the Braves... He was Milo. "Just call me Milo, okay?"
He picked up the flag now and looked it over. "Jets fan? I'm more of a Pittsburgh Steelers fan but to each their own, y'know?" His blue eyes shifted over to the cubicle wall now to see what they could do about the flag not fitting right. "You could also downsize the flag some," he suggested. "It could probably fit then." Yes, he was full of bright ideas. He looked at the other flag the kid had on his wall when he began to speak about it. "I see you're a Quidditch fan as well." He smiled now. "Did you play in school?"
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SPOILER!!: Milo the American
.... what the fudge did he just say...? American?
Milo furrowed his brows at the kid, and he simply replied, "Milo." That was his name. "I am from America, but I would prefer not to be called that." He just wanted to make that clear in case the kid thought he could go around calling him 'American'. He wasn't the Land of the Free and Home of the Braves... He was Milo. "Just call me Milo, okay?"
He picked up the flag now and looked it over. "Jets fan? I'm more of a Pittsburgh Steelers fan but to each their own, y'know?" His blue eyes shifted over to the cubicle wall now to see what they could do about the flag not fitting right. "You could also downsize the flag some," he suggested. "It could probably fit then." Yes, he was full of bright ideas. He looked at the other flag the kid had on his wall when he began to speak about it. "I see you're a Quidditch fan as well." He smiled now. "Did you play in school?"
Archer gave an awkward little cough.
"Yeah, sorry about that. I was just a little surprised to hear your accent amongst all this Britishness." Yeah, this wasn't super awkward at all. . .
He would have shaken the man's hand, but from his level on the swivel-chair, that would just have been weird. "Archer, Archer Stark." He said with a little nod. "Sure thing, man." Milo-man. The tension continuous. . .
Archer scrunched up his nose a little at the mention of the Steelers. "Steelers? . . . But, um sure, to each their own, I guess." Clearly this man had weird taste. Steelers?"Yeah, I thought about that too. . ." But he wasn't about to tell the man that he was too lazy to do a simple shrinking spell.
Obviously he was a Quidditch-fan. Shaking his head, he said "No, Hogwarts cancelled it for some stupid reason while I was still there." He'd only played with his friends after that. "But I did play it in my free-time. Quodpot as well." That he only played with his dad, since the Brits had no clue how to do that. . .
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SPOILER!!: Archer the KID
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Archer gave an awkward little cough.
"Yeah, sorry about that. I was just a little surprised to hear your accent amongst all this Britishness." Yeah, this wasn't super awkward at all. . .
He would have shaken the man's hand, but from his level on the swivel-chair, that would just have been weird. "Archer, Archer Stark." He said with a little nod. "Sure thing, man." Milo-man. The tension continuous. . .
Archer scrunched up his nose a little at the mention of the Steelers. "Steelers? . . . But, um sure, to each their own, I guess." Clearly this man had weird taste. Steelers?"Yeah, I thought about that too. . ." But he wasn't about to tell the man that he was too lazy to do a simple shrinking spell.
Obviously he was a Quidditch-fan. Shaking his head, he said "No, Hogwarts cancelled it for some stupid reason while I was still there." He'd only played with his friends after that. "But I did play it in my free-time. Quodpot as well." That he only played with his dad, since the Brits had no clue how to do that. . .
Milo could not help but chuckle at the kid. "It's alright," he reassured him. "I guess I am just use to hearing it at my house all day long it doesn't phase me when someone else has an American accent." He had two little girls that talked NON-STOP all day, every day. "Where are you from? Because it's clearly not from here." Here being England.
... wait. Hold it! HOLD IT right there! "Stark," he repeated. "Weird." It was really weird. Not his last name, but the fact that his girlfriend had the same last name. Was it common? Maybe it was; however, this was the first Stark he met that wasn't related to his girlfriend. "My girlfriend has the same last name."Very weird.
"Steelers have a way better winning streak than the Jets," he pointed out just to make a point. He pulled a swivel chair over from a spare desk and sat in it because it was hurting his neck having to look down at the kid for this long. ".... and why didn't you do that? It's a great idea." Brilliant idea, actually.
Hogwarts cancelled QUIDDITCH? That was even more weird than Archer having the same last name as his girlfriend. "That's cool," he stated. "My eldest daughter enjoys Quidditch, but she doesn't really have anyone to play with." He was getting a little too old for that stuff. "Quod-what?" He blinked. Was that a new, hip thing that the kids did? Or did he just live under a rock?
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SPOILER!!: Why do so many people call him KID??
Milo could not help but chuckle at the kid. "It's alright," he reassured him. "I guess I am just use to hearing it at my house all day long it doesn't phase me when someone else has an American accent." He had two little girls that talked NON-STOP all day, every day. "Where are you from? Because it's clearly not from here." Here being England.
... wait. Hold it! HOLD IT right there! "Stark," he repeated. "Weird." It was really weird. Not his last name, but the fact that his girlfriend had the same last name. Was it common? Maybe it was; however, this was the first Stark he met that wasn't related to his girlfriend. "My girlfriend has the same last name."Very weird.
"Steelers have a way better winning streak than the Jets," he pointed out just to make a point. He pulled a swivel chair over from a spare desk and sat in it because it was hurting his neck having to look down at the kid for this long. ".... and why didn't you do that? It's a great idea." Brilliant idea, actually.
Hogwarts cancelled QUIDDITCH? That was even more weird than Archer having the same last name as his girlfriend. "That's cool," he stated. "My eldest daughter enjoys Quidditch, but she doesn't really have anyone to play with." He was getting a little too old for that stuff. "Quod-what?" He blinked. Was that a new, hip thing that the kids did? Or did he just live under a rock?
Archer laughed a little at that. "My dad has the accent as well, but he's almost never home and my little sister is picking up the Britts' accent as well." Which was disappointing to Archer, but since Ro spent so much time with Chloe (who talked A LOT) it was bound to happen. "I was born in Manhattan. We moved here when I was about ten." Jip, Archer was a real Yankee, which was something that shone through a lot in his own accent.
Did this guy just call his surname weird? Sure it wasn't all that common, but it was like Iron Man's surname, which was pretty cool as well.
His girlfriend too? "That is kinda weird. . . is she a Britt?" It would be a lot less weird if she was, since there would probably be Starks in Europe as well.
-__- Did he seriously have to bring that up? Archer was super biased when it came to the Jets, but even he had to admit that that was true. "That's not what matters. The Jets. . . they um. . . " There had never really been anything remarkable about the Jets, and they weren't all that good, but they were still Archer team. And he had to defend that. "They're really motivated." Brilliant. What a good comeback. Good for you. -__-
Ughh, did Milo have to ask him? "I forgot my wand at home." Lie. Lie all the time. Crossing his legs at the ankles to try and hide said wand, he hoped the man hadn't already seen the Cypress poking out from the top of his boot. "I was super rushed this morning and I forgot it at home." Faking a sheepish look, Archer ran his hand through his dark-hair, something that he always did when he lied.
This guy had a daughter? "Is she your girlfriend's kid or. . . ?" Didn't his kid have friends? You could literally walk up to any wizard-kid and ask them to play, they'd probably always say yes. "Wait, how old is she?"
Wait, what???? This guy didn't know what Qoudpot was? An American-Wizard that didn't know what America's most famous Wizarding-sport was? Did this guys life under a rock or something? Staring at the guy, dumbfounded, the only thing that Archer could think to do was laugh. "I seriously cannot believe that you don't know what it is!" Archer gave another chuckle, "Seriously, don't they have it in Texas?" Or wherever Milo was from?
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It was her first day of work after being on maternity leave but Gabby hadn't wanted to leave her daughter behind even though Aoife was there to look after her. No, she had wanted to take little Valeria in with her.
Setting the little baby carrier on her desk, she cooed at her little one, giving her some cheek kisses. It was time for her to get to work, but that didn't mean that she couldn't get in some mommy time while she was at it. Everyone would want to see Valeria because she was the most beautiful child in the world.
It was her first day of work after being on maternity leave but Gabby hadn't wanted to leave her daughter behind even though Aoife was there to look after her. No, she had wanted to take little Valeria in with her.
Setting the little baby carrier on her desk, she cooed at her little one, giving her some cheek kisses. It was time for her to get to work, but that didn't mean that she couldn't get in some mommy time while she was at it. Everyone would want to see Valeria because she was the most beautiful child in the world.
Lynley was looking forward to Gabby's first day back after popping an infant out of her. Honestly, she was. She missed her friend...
So as she strode into the work area where all her little bees were, she was surprised to see carrier on Gabby's desk.
And even more than surprised....she was displeased.
"Good morning, Gabby...you're doing okay today? let me know if you need anything..." she said softly, avoiding the baby with her eyes. "Umm.." she lowered her voice and scooted to sit next to the carrier on Gabby's desk. "If you could...make sure....the baby...doesn't distract you? Or..the others?" She felt like a HUGE WITCH...but..legitimate concerns here.
But, she decided to .....throw in a compliment. "The baby looks nice today."
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The first person to come by was Lynley and that was no surprise seeing as she was the boss and looking in on employees was one of the things that she did. No matter because Gabby was just happy to see her friend because she had missed her.
"Morning! I'm doing pretty good since I have my little love muffin with me." Bop on her daughter's nose. "How are you doing? Now that I am back things in the floo division can run as they are meant to." That was... partly a joke and partly true because really she did a lot of good work and some of the people in the department were idiots. Okay, not SOME, most. "I'll let you know and of course I will get all my work done. I can get that and mommy time in." Gabby was amazing like that but then she was amazing at everything that she did.
Nice today? Pfft. Try nice all the time. "Did you hear that, Valeria? Auntie Lynley likes your pretty dress and bow." BEAM. "You sure you don't want to hold her?" Because she could.
The first person to come by was Lynley and that was no surprise seeing as she was the boss and looking in on employees was one of the things that she did. No matter because Gabby was just happy to see her friend because she had missed her.
"Morning! I'm doing pretty good since I have my little love muffin with me." Bop on her daughter's nose. "How are you doing? Now that I am back things in the floo division can run as they are meant to." That was... partly a joke and partly true because really she did a lot of good work and some of the people in the department were idiots. Okay, not SOME, most. "I'll let you know and of course I will get all my work done. I can get that and mommy time in." Gabby was amazing like that but then she was amazing at everything that she did.
Nice today? Pfft. Try nice all the time. "Did you hear that, Valeria? Auntie Lynley likes your pretty dress and bow." BEAM. "You sure you don't want to hold her?" Because she could.
Lynley just.....stared at the baby. "When will you be putting her in the daycare?" And not bringing her in here? Hmmm? "And yes, I DO like your dress, missy," she wiggled a finger at the child and did her best baby voice she could manage (which wasn't very baby-voice-y at all) and smiled........a little.
Babies were hard for Lynley, okay?
"And no, I don't want to hold her, I'm fine,'" she said with pursed lips, losing the smile completely. "She's safe--all packaged up in her carrier." She gave Valeria's toy a little shake in the hopes the child might at least like that. Give Lynley a smile or something? She didn't know what she even wanted to do as far as...having a baby in the office. "Just...I mean--if she cries--you should take her in the front desk area, yeah?"
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Daycare? Gabby's eyes widened. "She's way too young for that. I don't want strangers looking after my daughter." Yeah, no thanks. That was what Aoife would do but... being separated was hard. Archer managed to go to work without her all this time but after being on maternity leave... nope. Not yet. People were just going to have to deal with it.
Snort at the attempt at baby talk but at least Lynley was trying to get Valeria's attention with the toy.
Hearing a sound from her daughter, Gabby smiled. "I think she likes you." Honestly she was just in a good mood but maybe it would make things easier??? Maybe Valeria DID like Lynley. It was a little hard to say since they had barely interacted. The lack of crying could be telling. "Yeah, of course. I guess I could do my work there." She was fine doing it elsewhere. Not as if she wasn't a hard worker; that kind of went hand in hand with ambition.
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Evan had done what he always did. Woke and got himself ready for the day. Had breakfast and some coffee with his wife and helped feed and change the babies before coming into work. It was tough leaving them each day but someone had to do it and that someone just so happened to be him.
Entering the room his eyes first found the back of his boss. Interesting. She usually wasn't in here unless she needed to speak with someone. Making his way slowly to his cubical he then found the reason for Lynley's visit. Gabby was here. With her...baby? Evan wasn't aware they were allowed to bring their children into work with them. If he'd have known this he would've brought his own, though he might not have gotten much done with two little ones to look after. Oh well, that wasn't important now.
"Good morning Lynley," the man greeted with a polite nod of his head. "Gabby it's nice to see you, are you back now or just visiting?" Simple curious question really. Blue eyes turned onto the lovely baby girl all dressed up in her little car seat. "And who is this pretty little one?" Yes he was a man true to his work and very focused but he loved children.
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It was sometimes hard to believe that Chloe had been out of Hogwarts for two years and working at the ministry for almost that same amount of time. On some level, Chloe felt like she should be in Diagon Alley right now, hanging out with Grace and Hayley, shopping for school supplies. They'd all gone their own separate ways and it just felt both wrong and right at the same time. And the strangest thing was that no matter how far apart they were in this world, they knew they would be friends and pseudo-sisters for a lifetime.
Though she should be thinking more on the tunnel project, Chloe instead found herself seated in her cubicle, biting her lip, staring at a picture from the day her two besties came home from Hogwarts, about 13 months ago. The three of them seemed so happy, like nothing could stop them. And truly, that was the case more than anything.
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Hearing Evan come over and say hi, Gabby smiled at him. He was one of the few people who worked on Level Six who were pleasant to be around. A lot of the others made her want to bang their heads against the wall and call them idiots.
"It's nice to see you too. This is little Valeria. Do you want to hold her?" The man had little children of his own so he would know how to hold a baby properly. There was no way that she would let any young and unexperienced people handle her child because they were more likely than not to drop her. Gabby was very protective of her daughter so anyone who hurt her would be needing to be admitted to St. Mungos.
Anyway... "I am back to work now that she is two months old." It felt good to be working again.
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Hearing Evan come over and say hi, Gabby smiled at him. He was one of the few people who worked on Level Six who were pleasant to be around. A lot of the others made her want to bang their heads against the wall and call them idiots.
"It's nice to see you too. This is little Valeria. Do you want to hold her?" The man had little children of his own so he would know how to hold a baby properly. There was no way that she would let any young and unexperienced people handle her child because they were more likely than not to drop her. Gabby was very protective of her daughter so anyone who hurt her would be needing to be admitted to St. Mungos.
Anyway... "I am back to work now that she is two months old." It felt good to be working again.
It didn't matter much to Evan who he was greeting in the ministry or how tired and run down he was, there was usually a smile on his face. This morning was no different.
Valeria. "Nice to meet you little Valeria, are you having fun at mommy's job?" he asked softly speaking to the baby. Not that he expected an answer at all but it was something he did with his own children at home as well. The offer to hold the child caught him a bit by surprise but was welcomed nonetheless. "I would love to if you don't think she'll cry." Some babies even this young didn't like being held by strangers.
Two months already. Wow, time really was moving by quickly. "When she gets a little older she'll have to meet my two little ones, maybe they'll become friends." What with being only a few months apart it would be nice.
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Archer had totally underestimated this job.
Not only was it actually interesting, he actually liked it. Which was something that he wouldn’t ever admit aloud, cause yeah. Enjoying things as mundane as a job wasn’t really his forte, but he felt a sense of purpose and accomplishment every day when he when he walked into the Ministry, excited to actually have something to do. Even if he had to deal with the embodiment of sarcasm that was his boss, he actually found himself warming up towards the woman. Not even this stupid rift between Chloe and himself seemed to damper his eagerness to be here, even if the tension was thick enough to literally suffocate him.
At least he thought that it wouldn’t affect him.
Walking towards their cubicles and spotting the red-head already seated there, deep in thought by the looks of it, Archer felt a certain pang of shame for the way he had been acting towards her. Maybe it was this whole 'adulting' thing that made him grow up a little, but he felt as if this blatant childishness between them had gone on too long. He was 20 years old for Merlin’s sake! He shouldn’t be acting like this anymore.
Making up his mind, Archer squared his shoulders, ready to confront Chloe about all this nonsense and hopefully they could get this over with. Clearing his throat when he reached her, he let out a breath before starting. "Chloe. " Wow. That was probably one of the only times he hadn’t called her Hot-Head, in like ever. . .
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Since Lynley was away there was no one to keep Gabby from bringing her children into work with her. For the next few weeks she was the boss and if anyone disagreed with her decision... well, they couldn't do anything about it, could they?
Gabby wasn't an idiot; she knew that Lynley still pulled the strings. However, she was acting for Lynley and more than capable of doing her part - whether or not her children were with her.
Glancing around, she saw that no one else had arrived yet. Not too surprising since she was slightly early. The people had better start pouring in soon because it was almost time to get to work. For the moment she would focus on her babies. Liana was asleep in her carrier so there shouldn't be any problems unless she got cranky. Her attention turned to Valeria who was more of a concern since she had started walking. There was no way the child was leaving the work area.
Sitting Valeria in her lap at the desk, Gabby kissed her head.
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