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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]
The young and newest employee to Level 5 was on her way to her regular duties, needing a lift to get to her destination she rushed in before the doors close leaping like some antelope!
What?! He was in here too? What was he doing here?
Oh my God he's still alive?! Karmen thought to herself as she sighed and looked somewhat like the grumpy cat, muggles find quite amusing. Heading over to the buttons she pressed the button that would take her to her floor.
"Your fly is down." She was lying of course.
Your fly is down...
It's a way more effective tactic at getting a half asleep person to jump than the Killing Curse. Kennedy looked down as if his pants had caught fire... His fly was perfectly fine.
"It's--"
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"It's you," Kennedy said flatly. Wait. Hold it. Back up.
What was SHE doing here? Why would any sane person allow this...this banshee to enter the Ministry? The Minister occupied this building for Merlin's sake! He was in DANGER.
"How'd you get pass security?" Kennedy said, clearly shocked. He glanced at the door. OPEN, you idiot! Open NOW.
It's a way more effective tactic at getting a half asleep person to jump than the Killing Curse. Kennedy looked down as if his pants had caught fire... His fly was perfectly fine.
"It's--"
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"It's you," Kennedy said flatly. Wait. Hold it. Back up.
What was SHE doing here? Why would any sane person allow this...this banshee to enter the Ministry? The Minister occupied this building for Merlin's sake! He was in DANGER.
"How'd you get pass security?" Kennedy said, clearly shocked. He glanced at the door. OPEN, you idiot! Open NOW.
She's eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeevil!
Smirking after the success of her prank she felt so accomplished!
-Insert evil smirk here-
Grinning she felt so much pride in hearing [i]It's you[i] thought she was pretty sure Kennedy wasn't pleased to see her just like she felt ready to take his wallet and run. But she wasn't going to do that, her mom told her not to.
Karmen shrugged. "I'm a ninja." She sounded so sincere about it. "Has anyone ever croaked in these elevators before?" Karmen grinned as she enjoyed scaring people.
Smirking after the success of her prank she felt so accomplished!
-Insert evil smirk here-
Grinning she felt so much pride in hearing [i]It's you[i] thought she was pretty sure Kennedy wasn't pleased to see her just like she felt ready to take his wallet and run. But she wasn't going to do that, her mom told her not to.
Karmen shrugged. "I'm a ninja." She sounded so sincere about it. "Has anyone ever croaked in these elevators before?" Karmen grinned as she enjoyed scaring people.
Smiling. Karmen is smiling. RUN Kennedy RUN!
Maybe she won't be her creepy self, the YATI thought.
Get me out of here! The YATI yelled in his head seconds later.
Just when he was about to throw out all assumptions about her, she went ahead and said weird things like that. He deliberately stepped away from her until there was no more room to back away.
"You haven't seen ninjas until you're off on Auror training," he said. They had totally kicked their butt. Gah!
His eyes moved left, right, up, down and all around. Had anyone croaked here? Then an idea popped into his head. "Yeah. So many unfortunate employees." Kennedy clasped his hands behind his back, and rocked on his feet. Casual. Just a casual chat.
INNER SMIRK.
"You see, there's a curse of a dark spirit claiming the lives of short, female brunettes. Sucks out there souls and eats them. Poof." He looked her up and down. "I'd be careful if I were you."
Maybe she won't be her creepy self, the YATI thought.
Get me out of here! The YATI yelled in his head seconds later.
Just when he was about to throw out all assumptions about her, she went ahead and said weird things like that. He deliberately stepped away from her until there was no more room to back away.
"You haven't seen ninjas until you're off on Auror training," he said. They had totally kicked their butt. Gah!
His eyes moved left, right, up, down and all around. Had anyone croaked here? Then an idea popped into his head. "Yeah. So many unfortunate employees." Kennedy clasped his hands behind his back, and rocked on his feet. Casual. Just a casual chat.
INNER SMIRK.
"You see, there's a curse of a dark spirit claiming the lives of short, female brunettes. Sucks out there souls and eats them. Poof." He looked her up and down. "I'd be careful if I were you."
"If you're an Auror then why are you here?" Karmen was curious and like they say curiosity killed the cat and she didn't want to die therefore she asked. "I've seen ninjas. They live next door to me." She sounded as if it were so true...but it wasn't.
Was he trying to scare her? Karmen shrugged. "That's so cool." She replied her eyes widened at the thought of that actually occurring.
It's gonna take more than that to scare her, she wasn't scared of any supernatural being. But place her in a room with a clown and she'll more likely have a heart attack.
After discussing her first assignments with Victoria, Kim Yoona left Level 7 and walked up the staircase for a break… and found herself on Level 6. This place was strange like this. Thinking that she should probably get back to her department before she got lost again, she walked down the corridor and entered a lift.
She pressed the number seven button and waited for something to happen. It was her first time in a lift - in the Ministry of Magic! Funny.
Another day of work. Another day of STRESSY times for Lynley Purcell. She had already had a pretty..ahem, shoddy morning. She had burnt her first pot of coffee, had spilled the second one on her blouse, and NOW she was stuck wearing her SECOND outfit choice instead of her FIRST outfit choice for the day.
It was just...ugh. Lynley hated when things didn't go according to plan.
"Come on come ON--" she grumbled as she stepped into the left. Was anyone else coming? She would only wait a few more seconds before jamming the close doors button.
She was on her third cup of coffee...she would make more when she got to her level.
Another day of work. Another day of STRESSY times for Lynley Purcell. She had already had a pretty..ahem, shoddy morning. She had burnt her first pot of coffee, had spilled the second one on her blouse, and NOW she was stuck wearing her SECOND outfit choice instead of her FIRST outfit choice for the day.
It was just...ugh. Lynley hated when things didn't go according to plan.
"Come on come ON--" she grumbled as she stepped into the left. Was anyone else coming? She would only wait a few more seconds before jamming the close doors button.
She was on her third cup of coffee...she would make more when she got to her level.
Olly wasn't LATE per se. No, she wasn't. She was right on time, however. If she hurried. THEN she would be right on time. Yes. However, she didn't want to run. That was too much effort. So instead she was walking fast. Speed walking. Sort of.
She saw someone getting on the lift before her. They would leave without her if she didn't hurry. But once again, the running thing was, well, a thing. A thing she didn't want to do. Plus, she was HOLDING a cup of tea. So she COULDN'T run, too. There was her proper excuse.
So in the last possible moment, Olly reached the lift and slipped in. Should she...say...something? People usually greeted each other around here so..."Good morning." Hi. She might have spilled some of her tea onto the floor when she'd taken that big step into the lift. Was she supposed to...clean that up? Probably. Uhm.
Olly wasn't LATE per se. No, she wasn't. She was right on time, however. If she hurried. THEN she would be right on time. Yes. However, she didn't want to run. That was too much effort. So instead she was walking fast. Speed walking. Sort of.
She saw someone getting on the lift before her. They would leave without her if she didn't hurry. But once again, the running thing was, well, a thing. A thing she didn't want to do. Plus, she was HOLDING a cup of tea. So she COULDN'T run, too. There was her proper excuse.
So in the last possible moment, Olly reached the lift and slipped in. Should she...say...something? People usually greeted each other around here so..."Good morning." Hi. She might have spilled some of her tea onto the floor when she'd taken that big step into the lift. Was she supposed to...clean that up? Probably. Uhm.
Lynley saw the young woman flitting for the lift, and she sighed as she held the doors open. Merlin. Did she spill...her tea?
"Uh--Morning." She said, lifting an eyebrow at the woman as the lift doors finally shut, the female voice beginning to talk to them, as usual. Lynley wanted to figure out whose voice this was, fire them, and get a new voice. It gave her the goose bumps.
But she waved her wand and cleared up the spilled tea, looking...less than amused as she did so. Her coffee tasted rich and bitter, and she sipped it carefully. "...what Level are you?" she asked, you know, for lift purposes. Was she one of Harmony's?
Lynley saw the young woman flitting for the lift, and she sighed as she held the doors open. Merlin. Did she spill...her tea?
"Uh--Morning." She said, lifting an eyebrow at the woman as the lift doors finally shut, the female voice beginning to talk to them, as usual. Lynley wanted to figure out whose voice this was, fire them, and get a new voice. It gave her the goose bumps.
But she waved her wand and cleared up the spilled tea, looking...less than amused as she did so. Her coffee tasted rich and bitter, and she sipped it carefully. "...what Level are you?" she asked, you know, for lift purposes. Was she one of Harmony's?
Oh.
Olly raised her eyebrows at the other woman. She HAD been meaning to clean that up. She had. She was tempted to not comment on the whole thing at all, considering the woman's facial expression. But she WAS a Ministry employee now. She had a proper job. She was a proper adult (ish). So politeness was a thing. Even if she didn't mean it. "Thank you." Yeah.
Olly raised her eyebrows at the other woman. She HAD been meaning to clean that up. She had. She was tempted to not comment on the whole thing at all, considering the woman's facial expression. But she WAS a Ministry employee now. She had a proper job. She was a proper adult (ish). So politeness was a thing. Even if she didn't mean it. "Thank you." Yeah.
"Four." Mhm.
This one wasn't too chatty. It wasn't an issue, but Lynley just wiped the end of her wand on her sleeve and slid it neatly back into her holster.
"Four. Ah. I was right. One of Harmony's." She smirked smugly at herself and sipped more of her coffee. She clicked the level six button and siiiiiighed as a few magical memos flew into the lift and stopped near her head. Ugh.
..."I really don't like those." She commented with a nose-crinkle in their general direction. Obnoxious little things.
This one wasn't too chatty. It wasn't an issue, but Lynley just wiped the end of her wand on her sleeve and slid it neatly back into her holster.
"Four. Ah. I was right. One of Harmony's." She smirked smugly at herself and sipped more of her coffee. She clicked the level six button and siiiiiighed as a few magical memos flew into the lift and stopped near her head. Ugh.
..."I really don't like those." She commented with a nose-crinkle in their general direction. Obnoxious little things.
Harmony's?
Olly blinked, not really sure if it was worth correcting her. Oh well. Might as well. "No. I work for Environmental Protection." So. Not Harmony's. That was the other department on her level. The one with the creatures. Not really her forte.
Taking a sip from her tea, she looked up. "Yeah." They were annoying. "Makes you think it's birds." And she didn't really want birds flying right above her head. For obvious reasons.
Olly blinked, not really sure if it was worth correcting her. Oh well. Might as well. "No. I work for Environmental Protection." So. Not Harmony's. That was the other department on her level. The one with the creatures. Not really her forte.
Taking a sip from her tea, she looked up. "Yeah." They were annoying. "Makes you think it's birds." And she didn't really want birds flying right above her head. For obvious reasons.
Lynley nodded at that...oohhhh. "Emmalee's, then." The redhead and the more levelheaded one. "That sounds...just as interesting." Meaning, not at all. Lynley disliked most animals, and plants were...dirty. Ugh. Dirt under fingernails? Yeah. no.
"Apparently they used birds waaaaaaay way back in the day. I can't even imagine. All the mess that must have caused...ugh." The brunette crinkled her nose in disgust just thinking about it. Merlin, no. NO no. "What do you DO on level four? I'm so curious." She blinked over at Olly. "What do YOU do--" did she sound condescending? Lynley sometimes sounded condescending on accident. It was a trial, really, sounding so uppity all the time...
Lynley nodded at that...oohhhh. "Emmalee's, then." The redhead and the more levelheaded one. "That sounds...just as interesting." Meaning, not at all. Lynley disliked most animals, and plants were...dirty. Ugh. Dirt under fingernails? Yeah. no.
"Apparently they used birds waaaaaaay way back in the day. I can't even imagine. All the mess that must have caused...ugh." The brunette crinkled her nose in disgust just thinking about it. Merlin, no. NO no. "What do you DO on level four? I'm so curious." She blinked over at Olly. "What do YOU do--" did she sound condescending? Lynley sometimes sounded condescending on accident. It was a trial, really, sounding so uppity all the time...
SIGH.
Olly was watching the other woman over the rim of her teacup while taking another sip. Except for a nod, she didn't say anything in reply to what the woman was saying at first. It WAS interesting. But Olly could tell that the woman didn't think so. "Where do YOU work?" Far far away from plants hopefully.
Maybe she could interest her in one of the office plants.
Haha. Yeah, no.
"Yeah?" Olly looked back up at the memos, sidestepping one that was flying in circles. And quite low too. "What would happen if someone just took one, do you know?" Like. Just snatched one out of the air. Would it disintegrate? Was it just for one particular person? Would the memo know?
And they were back on her line of work. "Work with plants." Her lips curled into a small smirk.
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Bhuvana loathed almost every little thing about this lift. The way it made her teeth chatter against each other so much that she had taken to keeping her teeth and lips slightly parted, the way that simply one trip up could dislodge a perfectly good hairdo, and the fact that people tended to make eye contact with her and try to start conversations. Yechhh. Ew.
But duty called, and there were the little things that she enjoyed. Like how in the ceiling corners, there were cobwebs, which normally would make her scoff in disgust but in a little lift like this made her spirits lift ba dum tss. She romanticized the crummy little peeling walls, and if she ever wrote a murder mystery, the woman detective would most likely kiss the visiting government official in this very lift. But she probably would never write a murder mystery.
Olly was watching the other woman over the rim of her teacup while taking another sip. Except for a nod, she didn't say anything in reply to what the woman was saying at first. It WAS interesting. But Olly could tell that the woman didn't think so. "Where do YOU work?" Far far away from plants hopefully.
Maybe she could interest her in one of the office plants.
Haha. Yeah, no.
"Yeah?" Olly looked back up at the memos, sidestepping one that was flying in circles. And quite low too. "What would happen if someone just took one, do you know?" Like. Just snatched one out of the air. Would it disintegrate? Was it just for one particular person? Would the memo know?
And they were back on her line of work. "Work with plants." Her lips curled into a small smirk.
Lynley examined her nails in a casual fashion. "I'm the head down at Level Six." She said with a shrug. No big deal, really. "Transportation stuff." Lynley was...mostly interested in broom regulations and whatnot, but as the department's head, she oversaw loads more.
"Well...I don't know that anything would happen other than...someone not getting their message." She smirked a little and glanced at the lift. Well then. It was taking rather...long today. But they'd be to Level Four shortly, right? "Plants, I see...interesting. I think I do have to duck into Emmalee's office to tell her something--" yeah, that requested floo connection? She was sending out someone this weekend to do so. Emmalee ....probably wanted to know this in advance and stuff.
"So I'll probably get off at your floor, too...I promise I'm not following you.." she winked. Why did she wink? Because Lynley Purcell was amused with herself. The young girl was taking her snide persona in stride, though. Good for her, really.
Lynley examined her nails in a casual fashion. "I'm the head down at Level Six." She said with a shrug. No big deal, really. "Transportation stuff." Lynley was...mostly interested in broom regulations and whatnot, but as the department's head, she oversaw loads more.
"Well...I don't know that anything would happen other than...someone not getting their message." She smirked a little and glanced at the lift. Well then. It was taking rather...long today. But they'd be to Level Four shortly, right? "Plants, I see...interesting. I think I do have to duck into Emmalee's office to tell her something--" yeah, that requested floo connection? She was sending out someone this weekend to do so. Emmalee ....probably wanted to know this in advance and stuff.
"So I'll probably get off at your floor, too...I promise I'm not following you.." she winked. Why did she wink? Because Lynley Purcell was amused with herself. The young girl was taking her snide persona in stride, though. Good for her, really.
She was one of the Department HEADS?
Olly wasn't sure if all the Department Heads were all really close (probably not) but now she felt a little anxious about not getting around to cleaning up her spilt tea. She had been ABOUT to. Now it was too late, however and she didn't exactly want to bring it up again. So she simply took another sip of her tea. "Transportation. That's interesting." They did apparation stuff, yeah?
Mhm. Probably.
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"What....what do you need to see her about?" She'd paled considerably but otherwise tried to keep her face void of any emotions. Would she tell her about the spilt tea? Olly thought they'd conversed quite nicely so far. Or maybe this wasn't about her. Hopefully it wasn't. Actually, why would it be. It was totally fine. Yup. All good.
The wink threw her a little. So she didn't think before replying, "That's disappointing." Uhm. Yeah. Okay, they were finally on the fourth floor. When the doors opened she waited for the other woman to get off first. Politeness and all that. Manners. She did have them.
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Originally Posted by ScarletCharm104
Bhuvana loathed almost every little thing about this lift. The way it made her teeth chatter against each other so much that she had taken to keeping her teeth and lips slightly parted, the way that simply one trip up could dislodge a perfectly good hairdo, and the fact that people tended to make eye contact with her and try to start conversations. Yechhh. Ew.
But duty called, and there were the little things that she enjoyed. Like how in the ceiling corners, there were cobwebs, which normally would make her scoff in disgust but in a little lift like this made her spirits lift ba dum tss. She romanticized the crummy little peeling walls, and if she ever wrote a murder mystery, the woman detective would most likely kiss the visiting government official in this very lift. But she probably would never write a murder mystery.
Reading a stack of memos in his hand, William continued toward the lift like he did every morning. He'd been away on a research project and had apparently missed quite a bit not just on Level Four, but around the Ministry and Hogwarts too. What was this about acromantulas now...?! He turned the page of the memo and looked up briefly to stop the lift door from closing.
Stepping in, he smoothed out his suit jacket and resumed his reading. No need to look, this lift was only going up. Right? Well he'd find out when it stopped next.
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yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind
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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl
Reading a stack of memos in his hand, William continued toward the lift like he did every morning. He'd been away on a research project and had apparently missed quite a bit not just on Level Four, but around the Ministry and Hogwarts too. What was this about acromantulas now...?! He turned the page of the memo and looked up briefly to stop the lift door from closing.
Stepping in, he smoothed out his suit jacket and resumed his reading. No need to look, this lift was only going up. Right? Well he'd find out when it stopped next.
Oh, hello, William. Bhuvana tried to make eye contact to alert her presence without being like HI THE ONE SEMI-OKAY GOVERNMENT PERSON, but the eye contact wasn't working because there was a person in between them. Bhuvana carefully evaded the person's briefcase as she stepped behind them, then went around to William's other side. Ahem.
"The Hogwarts fiasco?" she inquired politely, inclining her head towards his reading.
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FallonJaneCrawfordWasTiredToooooooodaaaayyyy. And she means tired. The adviser had stayed up until dawn working on work-homework that she had forgotten about and now she was paying the price. Waiting for the lift to arrive, she tried her best not to nod off standing there.
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Originally Posted by ScarletCharm104
Oh, hello, William. Bhuvana tried to make eye contact to alert her presence without being like HI THE ONE SEMI-OKAY GOVERNMENT PERSON, but the eye contact wasn't working because there was a person in between them. Bhuvana carefully evaded the person's briefcase as she stepped behind them, then went around to William's other side. Ahem.
"The Hogwarts fiasco?" she inquired politely, inclining her head towards his reading.
Now William was aware there were others on this lift, but he had just gotten to the part of the memo that described, in detail, what the members of his department had found upon their arrival at Hogwarts.
"Merlin!" He half-jumped and half-grinned when he realized Bhuvana was suddenly standing beside him. "Yeah, can you believe this?! This would have never happened under my watch, or Murdoch's, if we had still been working there..." He was, of course, referring to the tag team of him and his best friend Waylon, who had been groundskeeper while he had been the CoMC professor. Did Bhuvana know that? No matter how awful this Truebridge woman sounded (and she did sound pretty horrible), he would have never allowed her to be kidnapped by acromantulas!
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yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind
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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl
Now William was aware there were others on this lift, but he had just gotten to the part of the memo that described, in detail, what the members of his department had found upon their arrival at Hogwarts.
"Merlin!" He half-jumped and half-grinned when he realized Bhuvana was suddenly standing beside him. "Yeah, can you believe this?! This would have never happened under my watch, or Murdoch's, if we had still been working there..." He was, of course, referring to the tag team of him and his best friend Waylon, who had been groundskeeper while he had been the CoMC professor. Did Bhuvana know that? No matter how awful this Truebridge woman sounded (and she did sound pretty horrible), he would have never allowed her to be kidnapped by acromantulas!
Bhuvana took an alarmed step back at William's jump, accidentally bumping into the wall behind her. She recovered smoothly, clearing her throat and straightening the hem of her pencil skirt. Totally smooth. Ahem.
"I heard a lot about it, my department was really worried." She inclined her chin slightly up, to show that she was capable of knowing other people's emotions. Progress. Her eyes then widened slightly.
"You used to work at Hogwarts?" Why hadn't she known that William had been a professor or groundskeeper or some sort of staff? And, most importantly, why did she find the idea of William being a professor so attractive?
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Originally Posted by ScarletCharm104
Bhuvana took an alarmed step back at William's jump, accidentally bumping into the wall behind her. She recovered smoothly, clearing her throat and straightening the hem of her pencil skirt. Totally smooth. Ahem.
"I heard a lot about it, my department was really worried." She inclined her chin slightly up, to show that she was capable of knowing other people's emotions. Progress. Her eyes then widened slightly.
"You used to work at Hogwarts?" Why hadn't she known that William had been a professor or groundskeeper or some sort of staff? And, most importantly, why did she find the idea of William being a professor so attractive?
William didn't notice the step back, honestly, he was too busy thinking aggressive thoughts about the memos in his hand.
"Your department..." For a second, he still thought she was in International Cooperation, and he wondered why they would be worried. Then it clicked, the last time they had talked... her wedding, the conversation starters. "Oh right!" William inhaled with a small sigh. "The Minister's Office. How is that going, by the way?"
And what was she doing up his way, in the lifts on the mid-levels? "Yeah," he answered with a casual flip of the documents in his hand. He looked up from them and smiled humbly. "I was the Care of Magical Creatures professor for a few terms. Loved it." Hadn't he talked about this before? It was okay if she didn't remember.
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Stepping into the lift to go up to Level Six, her level, she realized....she had no barking idea where she was, and what THIS was. She glanced around and eyed the numbers...there was a VOICE speaking to her, now!
"Where are you, VOICE?" she yelled at the TOP of her lungs in no general direction.
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Chloe had to admit that thus far the Ministry was proving to be much similar to Hogwarts with the exception that she had WAY more downtime. No more classes. No more homework. She had work to do, but it was different. Not to mention she was getting PAID to do it, so it made it a heck of a lot more exciting. One thing she hadn't really the opportunity to do thus far was explore more of the secret hideaways that lurked in the Ministry. She was sure the Ministry had them, but she'd been busy getting settled with her new role and department, she had temporarily put exploring on the back burner.
But today... was a new day to explore. And thinking about that made her miss her besties and her partners-in-crime, which made her wonder if they were exploring without her? Were they finding adventures of their own or had they given up on that part of their lives when she left theirs?
Stepping into the lifts, the redhead calmly instructed them to take her to level nine. Because that was SURE to hold the most secret hideways, wasn't it?
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*pretends that there are others on the lift with them*
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It was official: Tancred Adara was old.
No even working at a job involving XXXXX-rated creatures kept one from aging, though it did certainly give him the adrenaline rush that made him feel younger than he really was. But it was a different matter entirely now with one of the new hires in the Transportation department. Never before did he think any of his kids would wind up at the Ministry, especially while he was working there.
In fact, the reason why the dragon commissioner was making his way toward the lifts was to head down a couple levels below his own department to check in and see how Chloe was adjusting to everything. While his daughter was an adult and perfectly capable of settling in on her own, Tancred couldn't help but let the father side of him come out. She was his little girl after all, no matter how old she got.
Adjusting his tie, he boarded the left and muttered the level he wanted to go on. He gave head nods at the others that were in the left with him, even smiling at someone he had known since his first day at the Ministry. That was when he saw the red bob of hair and those eyes he had known since her birth. Well ... he could skip over stopping in at her level now.
"Evening, Miss Adara," professionally greeted Tancred. After, he then gave her a playful nudge. Typical dad.
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