After meeting this...man Armen couldn't wait for MLE to fall already. He was beginning to think it was impossible to be more annoyed with the people of that department but it seemed that this recent round of new hires to the Ministry also had the common traits of stubborness and a not so subtle stupidty. This guy was definately in the ranks of dislike where Armen had mentally placed Emily, Evander, Damien, and the Lacosta woman. He was annoyed by others but that group were especially sickening.

Armen stared hard as the man called him a puppet. His nostrils flared slightly and his mouth turned into a hard line. He knew nothing, he was completely ignorant to their cause, he was speaking nonsense trying to trip him up; auror tricks! Then he mentioned Izzy. He had met her?! That was a lie she would never speak about him that way.

"Liar! Izzy would never say that! She's competely loyal to me and wouldn't stoop so low as to speak to your sorry hide on matters of importance." Armen practically shouted at the man. He had touched a nerve and really shouldn't have mentioned the Dept. Head's girlfriend. His wand was now clutched in his hand. "I don't expect you to understand the Cult's ideas and plans for the future." he spat out. He was not a puppet! He had moved up in the ranks from that looong before he was hired at the Ministry; he was no longer the Cult's lackey delivery boy.

Oi Delivery Boy! Where my pizza at? xD
 

Again with this puppet nonsense!?

Recard watched as the guy touched his biceps...really? Armen could blast this guy through the wall against those biceps. They weren't muggles. Geez was this the calliber of wizards Evander hired these days. Oh right he was just a figure to sit in the chair, per se.

"For your information I do what I do for my own reasons. I am no more a puppet than you are for your boss." Yeah, that's right. Armen wished so badly that he could shoot a hex or two at this guy but he of course had to hold his wand.

Aww boohoo Azkaban, yeah right. Armen wouldn't end up there. "Oh yeah well the Cult has their own way of dealing with resistance as well." He said with a sinister end. Yep they had taken out the folks in DA maybe it would be the ministry next?

Wesley scoffed. He scoffed loudly at Armen. "You aren't even in the same league as Van," he informed the other man, pushing past him and continuing down the stairwell. As far as he was concerned, this conversation was OVER.

He did pause, however, near the bottom of the stairs when the other man said something mighty suspicious. "Do you?" he asked coldly, raising a brow. "Is that a threat or a promise, Recard? Because either way I look forward to dealing with you."

*smirk*
 

You guys lol. <3
 

Biggest understatement of the past year. "Ummm I know that. I wouldn't want to be in the same league as him." he spat. Merlin, why would he be blatantly rude to the Minister of Magic and lead his employees down the path of destruction.

Heh. Now he was getting at the pushy guy. Armen sneered as the guy turned from his spot down the stairs a bit and looked back down at him after his question. "Oh we will just have to see, won't we?"

But before he could turn and leave with that sinister comment hanging in the air, the person he was least expecting to show up, did.

*grumble*

"Isobel, I was just meeting one of your new collegues. He's the new Cheif Investigator." he said the title as if it was something big and important.

Adding Izzy to this situation was not helping in the least bit.

Recard straightened the folder he had been going through and had finished picking up from the floor and tapped it with his wand, sending it safely to his desk back on level six. There was no way they were taking those files from him. "I was going through your Department's files but with just reason and well within my rights." he nodded and then looked at Izzy as she stood closely to this other man.

He eyed her.

"So Izzy what brings you here?" he ingored her question of what he was doing there. Wasn't it obvious that he had picked a spot to go over the files alone?

Armen glared at the dude and then ignored what he had to say. Of course he kept saying that it was within his rights to read their records because it WAS in his rights. Geez.

O___o

What was Izzy deal? She was acting rather strangely. "I was actually thinking about doing that when Wes here decided to so rudely intrude." He said trying to calm himself down, yet the appearance of his girlfriend into the hostile situation that was occuring strangely made him feel worse.

"Oh would you mind coming with me to my office Izzy?" he said matter-of-factly, they needed to talk. "Good day." he looked at Wes and then started to head down the stairs, pausing to wait for Izzy.

For ze lovely Jess. <33
 

One thing that Inez Gray had neglected to mention to them during their meeting was about the location of the Ministry Cafeteria. Didn't she realize that as a retired Quidditch Player, his appetite was still quite large? And even though he'd only eaten breakfast two hours ago, he was starved. Thus Andrew left Level Six in desperate search of the cafeteria. The cookies and coffee in the break room weren't quite enough.

Spiral stairwell? Weren't there supposed to be lifts in the Ministry? At least that was what he was told. Shrugging, he shook it off as he began his descent on the stairs, ignoring the subtle growl in his stomach. Maybe he should ask someone. Like that redhead going up!

"Excuse me?" Andrew asked, hoping she wouldn't be one of the snappy, workaholic types who got annoyed when someone interrupted them. "May I ask you something?"

Alysson was still standing at bottom of the stairs, staring, no more like squinting up in an attempt to see what was going on upstairs. Still, nothing much was going on. Nothing that would give away where this staircase would lead to anyway. Did she have enough time to go upstairs? What if this WAS some secret "tunnel" and she would end up somewhere in Africa with no means of getting back. But then again, she could still apparate back.

She was so engrossed in her own thoughts that she didn't even see nor hear a man coming down the stairs. Not until he spoke to her anyway. "You!" Alysson grinned at him after whirling around to face him. He HAD to know what was upstairs. She didn't even care what it was, she just wanted to know.

Oh, he wanted to ask her something?! "Sure. Only if I get to ask you something too. And I'll go first, 'kay?" Alysson continued to grin at the man, taking a small step into his direction. "Where did you just come from?" For emphasis she even gestured up the staircase, without averting her gaze from the man's face.

Andrew wondered for a fleeting moment whether or not she had heard him. He contemplated just brushing past her and looking for someone else, but then all at once, she exclaimed you and grinned in all too familiar fashion. "Me!" he teased back.

But wait... what?! That wasn't fair! He was supposed to ask HIS question first! But he supposed, in a way, he had asked a question first. Just not the one he wanted to know. Huh? Glancing back behind him up the stairwell, he blinked and then turned back to the woman. "Um... up there? Level six, to be precise. But somehow I found my way down to level four... and from there.... I'm not exactly sure, but I was searching that level for the cafeteria and I found this stairwell. It was intriguing." So he descended. And came face to face with her. Obviously. "which brings me to my question; where is the cafeteria?" Because well, he wasn't exactly into cannibalism and all.

Haha we like him already for saying "me!". xD
 

Slightly surprised by his reply to her 'you', Alysson just paused for a moment to let out a small giggle, rolling her eyes at him. Yes, him! Duh! And then she was all in his face about her question, apparently taking him a little by surprise seeing as it took him a while to reply. But hey, she had just been faster to ask her question. Plus, he was a gentleman, wasn't he? Heh.

Oh, so it just led to another floor? Huh. Even though this wasn't exactly a very exciting answer, Alysson was still glad she had finally found one. Now she didn't have to go check it out herself. "Oh. Okay." Level 6, huh? That was...Transportation, right? The department who lost their Department Head to the Cult some time ago or something. She still didn't know what exactly happened, and she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to. Those past few months had been depressing enough as it was.

The Cafeteria? "We have a Cafeteria?!" Alysson turned around as if the cafeteria was going to pop out from under the staircase or something. "Huh. I didn't know." Facing the man again she smiled at him while prodding the tip of her nose slightly, considering his question. "Well, there's a restaurant outside...and a café. But I have no clue where we could get something to eat in here." And that was a we as in him. Even though, she was starting to get a little hungry too from all this talk about cafeterias and restaurants.

Heh. She liked his little remark. And somehow her small giggle had actually brought the smallest of smiles. Something he hadn't really experienced since.... he took Oliver to King's Cross on September 1st. Yup. That was the last time.

Why did she seemed so surprised that this stairwell wasn't anything 'special'? She seemed almost disappointed, actually. "But apparently the lifts are still more widely used here. For some reason, many employees seem to find the concepts of walking up a flight of stairs hard to grasp." Really, it could be worse. They could have them dodging random bludgers in the hallways. Actually, that wouldn't have been worse for him, but for majority of employees, it probably would have been.

"Don't all places of work have cafeterias? They can't expect us to walk into town every time we want something to eat." Andrew said, following her gaze around the area. Not that he was in any hurry to get back to work; he could use the fresh air, after all and he was sure Inez wasn't the type who would have complained over him being gone too long. "The café sounds fine. If you want... you can join me?" Maybe. If she wasn't too busy. But if she was too busy, that was cool too.

I think cafeteria is a weird word somehow. Maybe it's just me. xD
 

Yes, the lifts. They were definitely more widely used here. Which was why she took them too normally. Because there were interesting people there and all. "Yeah, I know. These look a little...abandoned." Alysson commented, glancing up the stairs again absently with a small almost pout on her lips. She liked stairs. But not when they were dull and empty like these.

Alysson shrugged and nodded at the same time when he continued to state that there just had to be a cafeteria. He was probably right though. "Maybe that's the plan, though. Make us go outside to make sure we get enough fresh air and all, you know." She joked with a small smile, glancing around them again. She should get a floor plan of this place or something some time.

Aw, he was inviting her to come along? She wasn't really all that hungry but then he seemed to be a nice guy so. "Sure, why not." Alysson replied taking a small step into his direction. "Oh and I'm Alysson by the way." She introduced herself while waiting for him to lead the way. It had been his idea after all.

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