" Thanks, I will be wearing my special badge" J.J. Starr said to the guard. " You are very nice" Joe Jon Montcenaggio told him. "Hi Annabelle" J.J. called out to her.

Madison kept her smile and nodded her head towards Brian. She was thankful that he was here as well, thankful for all the security that she was surrounded by. Never before at the Ministry did she ever feel so well prepared and well protected.

"Actually, Brian, I have to say that Chris here is a wonderful employee that you have," she praised the security person. "He has been prompt with all individuals that have walked through here and he is making sure to check all IDs. Thank you for bringing him here."

She then heard her name and turned to find Angelica. "I am so glad you are here. Right now it is just you and I that I have seen. I tried to get here as fast as I could." She looked back to others that were making their way into the area, most everyone seemed to have their IDs. All but one and he still was not budging. "Just keep your eyes opened and no one is allowed through until they have presented their ID to security."

Xana shrugged a little. "I know she was hoping to come, if she could. But I've hardly seen her lately, she's been so busy..." she trailed off. "Marco, where did you last have your ID? Maybe you could summon it?"

"Surely they all know the famous Marco Denver!" she muttered to Claudian. "Besides, the ID check seems silly to me. What's to say that one of us isn't here looking like someone else, just using polyjuice? Or sneaking in undetected under an invisibility cloak or charm?" Poor Poor Marco. It seemed the security guards were going to be completely inflexible about ID check.

Her attention was diverted from Marco's Crisis by a handsome, exuberant young man addressing Claudian. What was this about a -- "Little friend?" she thought. Apparently he had been at a Christmas party and taken home some floozy? Whaaaat? Her eyes narrowed as she glanced at Claudian, jealous ire raised. 'Sluggy', you got some 'splainin to do!

She smiled stiffly at Mr. Sevens as he addressed her. "We were sorry you could not make it, Mr. Sevens. It's nice to meet you at last." She nodded politely to him, feeling completely out of sorts. A little friend...?

Took another glance at the man who had created some problem few mintues before Brian decided to let him deal with his own regrets and focussed his attention on others. He had hell a lotta work here and everywhere over this event, and no time to even breath.

"Hello Olivia. It's going on very well except one or two minor incidents" he said, and eyeing the bag she was holding tightly like her
dear life. "Where's your ID Ms. Division Head?.. and I need to check your bag" Brian said jovially before getting into pure business mode. "No..net yet. I dont see any of them.." he informed as waving his hand, "So I believe you guys are well prepared," he had so much faith in Olivia and other employees as well. Such a nice team.

Brian shook his head mildly and laughed. She was alter now. Giving a small wink to her, Brian squeezed her hand softly. "Then you will get both as you wish" he kept grinning as watched her leaning back on the chair. She might be exhausted already but she was put up a brave face here, Brian knew that.
There she was. Running like a school girl, Sarah looked like a beautiful butterfly sans wings. It doesn't matter. Dost it? She looked so happy and before react, she was there, stoop up on her tip-toes and hugged him. "Hey sweetiepie! Why was that rush?" he asked as hugged his lil lovable sister, affectionately.

Smiling as she hugged Becca and commenting about her look, Brian spoke up, "Glad you made it so early. I'm so relieved now." For both honestly. Now half of his family was here, right infront of his pair of watchful eyes.

Brian nodded his head as acknowledging her nice words about Chris. "No problem." he waves his hands in air dismissively, " And..Yes. He's new but learning thing very quickly. I've got a bunch of talented employees lately, I must say." he said, adjusting his muggle type red and white cap to avoid the mild sunbeams.

Brian noticed a young woman approached Madison and talking some business. Waiting patiently untill she finish up with her, Brian opened his mouth, "Yes, But before that, the Security head liked to see your identity first" he asked jovially as smiling at both her and Madison. Duty..duty!

"Good" she replied to Brian, her amazing husband. Enjoying seeing him wink and grin, she kept leaning back in the chair and sipping the juice. Leaning her head on his hand, she kept her eye on Sarah and where she was going.

Watching Sarah's enthusiastic response to seeing them, Becca looked up at Brian and looked around, wondering if there was an escape route that was labelled 'Get away from Sarah's hyperness here'. Shaking her head at her own thoughts, she saw Sarah attack Brian first. Breathing out relievedly, she waited for her attack.

Looking up at the young girl, Becca grinned and then hugged her back gently before hearing her words. Looking up at Brian and shaking her head because he'd just let Sarah get away with calling her by HIS nickname for her, Becca looked at Sarah "You know, I prefer Becca, Sarah." she told her sister-in-law calmly and kindly, knowing she was just way too hyper to listen to anything else. And Becca was way too tired to create a big scene about it.

Turning a little to look at Brian, Becca frowned a little. He'd let Sarah get away with it and not said a single word about it. What was wrong with him? Was he just distracted by everyone who was going to the world cup?

Angelica nodded at Madison "Okay, I'll do that! I'm sure more will come and help us out. They are maybe just running a little late.." She had no idea where the other level 6 employees had gotten to but they usually showed up sooner or later. Angelica wasn't worried and she hoped that Madison wasn't either. Checking that people had ID and presented them to the security employees was probably going to take up most of the day.

Angelica turned to the older man who was of course the Security head Mr Lee. Smiling brightly at him she fished out her ministry ID from her handbag and showed it to him "Here you are. Nice to finally meet you Mr Lee! I'm Angelica Goldbloom employee of level 6." Duty... Duties it was all that people did nowadays their duty. She her self had just come from renewing several apparition licenses.

Arjuna looked at the man who had spoken to her and her frown returned. Of course she will be using her camera! She is, of course, a Daily Prophet photographer! What in the world could he be thinking? Hmmph. Arjuna pulled out her Daily Prophet ID and gave it, somewhat roughly, to the man. "Arjuna Dilini Fonseka. Daily Prophet Photographer."

Running... why was she running? Who knows? But for some reason, Sarah had felt this unusual bolt of energy. Too much candy maybe? That can't be it. Well. Maybe it couldn't. She only had a feeeewww pieces before she left her apartment. PSH. What a ridiculous idea. But it didn't matter. Sarah just smiled as she pulled away from both of them and stepped back to look at them.

"No rush. Just glad to see you guys. I feel like I haven't seen you both in yeaarrs," she said, sighing and smiled with satisfaction. In fact. It felt like she hadn't seen her whole family in a decade. Things were so hectic and work was keeping her busy. Wondered how Brian and Becca dealt with it all.

MHM? Sarah turned her head abruptly to look at Becca. What did she say? HYYYYPEER. She just smiled and nodded her head. "MHM-HMM... of course Becs, I mean Becca."

"Now i realize the camera question might be a bit odd but i just wondered about it." Chris said to her "Thank you for showing your ID" he said "You are clear to go." He gave her ID back to her and let her go through.

Haha. "Good?" he looked down at her as she leant her head on his hand, "It may change when we enter into our castle" he laughed, enjoyed being joking around Becca. His lady of love. But he couldnt miss her facial expressions when Sarah called her by his special name for her. It was clear that she was unhappy about it. Her protectiveness and possessiveness over him was something special and unbelievable. He was a great fan of it, as a fact.

He smiled at her, "Leave it love. She didnt aware of it.." he gently caressed her cheek and nodded his head twice, hoping that she would understand how he was feeling and what critical situation he was in.

When he brushed his cheek against his shirt, it smelt like her. Her amazing mesmerizing scent. He smiled and bent down, "Hey sneaky, when did you wear this shirt?" he whispered as pointed out at his own shirt, smirked.

Brian took the ID proof from her hand and checking out with a smile. "Nice to meet you too Ms. Goldbloom." The last name was a catching one. "Thanks for co-operating with us. You're now allowed to watch the game" he nodded his head, grinned as handed over the ID back to her.

Mhmm. She was right. They had been pretty busy on their work and this QWC thing made everyone forget about even their own name sometimes. "Yes. I missed talking to you, Sarah" he gave her another hug before let her go and took her bag from the floor. "Have you passed the security check?" he started teasing her, eyeing her bag interestedly, wishing to know what was inside. A funny and very brotherish wish. Haha.

He gently squeezed her shoulder and spoke up softly, "Yes. But you're allowed to name her as you like something interesting, Right?" he knew Sarah was creative and would come up with something a novel name specially for her sis-in-law.

"Oh well that's good..minor incidents aside of course," she smiled, nodding happily as she looked around at the growing crowd.Looking back at Brian she furrowed her brow slightly as she processed what he just said. "Hmm? OH! Yes my ID and bag, of course, sorry.Here you go," Stretching out her arms she held her identification out with her left hand and her bag with her right. "It's just my cleaning equipment and potions, nothing sinister," she winked, chuckling as she handed it over for inspection.

"You haven't? At least that gives me time to prepare some things I suppose.Although I hope they arrive soon, I was hoping to get some cleaning done before the majority of spectators turn up." Scratching the back of her neck, Olivia went over the plan again in her head.It was simple when you thought of it, but it was a shame they had to cover so much ground with so few of them.She nodded at Brian's question before she answered it. "As prepared as we can be.Everyone has been practicing their spells, I did mention we were using purple sparks and patronus' for emergencies in our groups didn't I?" She had been a bit busy of late, with her brain everywhere thinking of the QWC. "So if you see any it's the maintenance teams with a problem."

Marco turned from his irate feud with a doofus, to here a familiar voice. "Hey Tag. You joining us? Or hanging by yourself? I have a spare ticket, my cousin got grounded and couldn't come."

"I don't have any. They won't even accept my permit. I have never needed any. I am Marco Denver. I'm not a nobody," he huffed again. "Why would I need any? This sucks. I need to get in there and work, ya know. Brooms won't sell themselves. Well they probably could actually."

He rolled his eyes. So much of having a girlfriend. She was never seen anywhere. Sure he missed her, but it wasn't his fault he was somewhere else. "I got an owl from her the other day, saying that I was avoiding her. Which is totally untrue. She's just never home when I am."

Nathan chuckled lightly. “I don't know. Life sometimes gets in the way of these things.” He shrugged. Or grief. Nathan had become a bit of a self confessed recluse following the events after Brian's wedding. “But I guess we should make more of an effort.” He took his ID back and stuffed it in his back pocket.

It didn't take a detective to see by the look on Brian's face that his lie had not gone unnoticed. Sigh. He never had been able to lie convincingly ,but it was easier than the truth right now. He averted his eyes from Brian's to the ground and suddenly felt very awkward. He scratched the back of his head uncomfortably resisting the temptation to wince when Brian said he missed Egypt and the kids. 'Yeah.. me too.' He thought darkly.

He looked up again when no questions came and the focus was on Becky rather than himself. Thank Merlin for that. “Ah.. Congratulations, you two.” He said, reaching out to shake Brian's hand. He smiled at Becky. “So how long have you got to go?” he asked with interest, determined to keep the focus off himself.


Nate smiled warmly and shook Madison's hand when Warren gave her name. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Warren. “Oh you're working this thing?” He had actually been surprised when Warren gave him a ticket to the QWC that he wouldn't be on duty. When Nathan had been MLES, they had to work all the important events – he assumed that they were just better staffed now than they were then. But, it seemed things hadn't changed. He just hoped Tristan would show up to keep him company during the match.. but his friend wasn't much of a quidditch fan. “Well at least he'll have something to keep him out of trouble.” He teased Madison with a wink.

He felt his jaw slacken and his mouth actually fell open when Warren said he was engaged! Wha? no.. Wait a second.. What!? The last time he had spoken to either Warren OR Alexa, they were both dreadfully miserable unhappy. He closed his mouth with a snap and his lips curled up into a smile. “Mate, that's just..” No words. “that's the best news I've heard in a long time. Congratulations." He reached out his hand to shake Warren's and pulled him into a brotherly embrace. “How? When?” He asked still shocked at the news as he looked at his old friend. “Is Alexa coming today?” Would she be on duty too? Working for the Law department certainly had it's drawbacks.

"Good" she grinned and then eyed him "No changing the rules. The only chance will be MORE interest" she grinned, joking around too. When he smiled at her and told her to leave it, she looked away and then looked back at him, her unhappiness melting away at his gentle cheek caressing. Not saying anything because she knew it wouldn't be nice, she sighed and then smiled as Sarah called her Becca again, she looked at Brian, relaxing.

When he bent down, she looked at him with a grin and then giggled "Umm..." she grinned, eyeing his shirt "Umm.. Last night" she admitted, eyeing his shirt with a blush and then watching him talking to Sarah. When he teased Sarah, Becca looked up at him "More importantly, did you pass the security check?" she grinned and eyed him interestedly.

Saying nothing as Nathan spoke, Becca watched him and wondered what was going on. Watching him reach out to shake Brian's hand, she looked down with a smile "Thanks," she replied for both of them. "Too long" she grinned, knowing Brian felt the same way too.

Arjuna stifled a sigh. She knew she was being unreasonable by snapping at the security but she couldn't help it. She was just so uncomfortable! She forced a smile at the security man as she received her ID. "Thank you," she said as she walked passed him, lifting her camera to the sight. There were so many people here already! Brilliant photo opportunity.

Max straightened up as he felt his feet hit ground. He tookout his ID as he walked over to check-in. Looking around He tried to find his portkey, a Soccerball.

Considering her boss was yet to arrive, Alexa had been wandering the place aimlessly and pretending to be on the look out for any danger/crime etc when really she was just waiting for the game to begin.
She had supposed she would find Warren.. her fiancee working.
That was still overwhelming to comprehend.
Winding her way through the crowds she found him, of course.
Coming up next to them, she smiled and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Goodafternoon," She murmured taking in his company. The Auror gave a small smile to them all.

"Hello sir" said Chris as he spotted another arrival. "You have your ID out thats good" Chris looked this ID over and then he said "okay you can move on just be sure to be on the lookout for anything out of the ordinary. and by the way i believe your division head is already here."

Apparating, a piece of cake for Tristan, only that he hadn't done it in a long time. As he arrived at some unknown spot, his body still sort of wanted to keep spinning and he had to regain his balance by taking a few steps back. Just incase, he began to pat down his jacket and put a hand to his face to make sure it was all still intact. The last thing he wanted was to miss half of his eyebrow.

Looking around, he tried to find his bearings. There were ALOT of people here already and he was sort of hoping it wouldn't be as boring as he thought it would be. But, he was here on a Daily Prophet mission, kind of, so he'd have to stick it out. Atleast he could go find Nathan and share a bottle of something if things got way unbearable.

Now... Where's this thing you have to go to get a portkey...

A loud crack was heard and then DH showed up. He looked around and was looking for a particular thing, a guitar. And then, a ray of light showed up and brighten his face when he saw the portkey. He shook his head and said to himself, This will be nasty. He grab hold of the portkey and braced himself. Here I go!

Chris heard another person apparating in and then saw him go to one of the portkeys. "Sir you need to show ID before you can go on the grounds do you have it on you." Chris would have to be sure once again that the fans did not pass him until they had identified themselves.

DH was startled by the guy, but he smiled and understood what he needed.

He puts his hand unto his back pocket and held an identification tag.

"Sorry 'bout that. So how was the security going on?" he asked as his ID is being checked.

CRACK! Ben Cobblesten apparated to the security check in, late as usual. It hadn't been his fault this time, however--his daughter Emma had been having a huge fuss over what to pack to bring to the campsite and after a good half hour of arguing, he determined that she was not going to decide what to put in her suitcase any time soon, and he left. He really needed to start showing up on time!

"Hello there Brian!" Ben said happily, stepping forward and pulling out his badge, despite the fact that Brian clearly knew who he was, being a department head himself.

Brian grinned and scanning her ID and bag, "Mmm..so nothing interesting in it..." he joked as handed her things back. "So according to security rules, you're harmless and allowed to do your work and watch the game if possible.." he chuckled but really feeling bad for some department people including himself, who cannot watch the game due to work.

Watching her reactions, Brian grinned. "They will show up soon, dont worry. If not I'm here to help you as much as I can." he gave her assurance and not wanting to make her feel alone. "Oh..okay. I'll tune my eyes for the purple sparks then" Purple for Maintenance and Gold for Security, nice combination.

Brian felt uncomfortable now. He didnt know such a simple question could create this much awkward situation. He might have avoided it
if he got fueled before or atleast a hint. He had not paying attention to his surroundings? Might be. Oh..he was so wrapped in his own
world lately, a small happy world with only him, Becca and their lil nudger. Sighing mildly, Brian broke the silence, "Sure, we must spend
some time together. Purely some quality men time" he said and smiled widely when Nathan congratulated them for having a baby.

"Thanks, mate!" he shook his hand back and nodding his head in agreement with Becca about his next question. They had reached only
half way, and need to go a long to hold their bundle of joy in hands.

"MORE?" Brian laughed as shaking his head, "This's unfair. It's me only who offered you interest in first hand, but now you're demanding
more. I dunno what I'm going to do for make up that.." he squeezed her shoulder as eyeing her with twinkled eyes. He knew she was not going to let this go. Fun time ahead.

Seeing her relaxed after Sarah called her by full name, Brian sighed relievedly. "Last night?" his brows arched up in amusement, when he recollected things that had happened on previous night. "Oh..now I got." he smiled as looking down at her, enjoying her a slight tint
of pinkness on her cheek. God..she looked more beautiful when blushing. He coughed and getting back to her next question reluctantly, "Haha..nice question. Ofcourse Yes, I did by my superior" he winked and nudged on her shoulder.

Noticing two more people appeared into the area, Brian gave Becca another smile and swtiched back to work mode. "Excuse me, friends. If you provide your ID, it will be helpful for us both" he asked quietly.

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Tag flipped out his wallet. "Sevens," he said airily, just for kicks. "Tagren Sevens."


Tag turned, blinking in surprise. Oh! The group who'd been holding up the line. . . it was Claudian! And that must be his wife, and. . . oh. Marco Denver. Figures. "Sluggy!," he cried, putting out a hand for the man to crush. "Fancy meeting you here! I haven't seen you since--was it that Christmas party? The one that caught fire, and you came home with a little friend?" He winked. Claudian's pinky had attracted the teeth of a small faerie from the decorative garland, one that was particularly tenacious about not letting go. Tag's eyes wandered to the woman by his side. "You must be--was it Aryanna? Thanks for the wedding invite, I was sorry to miss it."

Tag flapped a limp hand towards the third party. "Oh hey Marco. Sup."

Claudian reached out his hand to Tags and gave it a nice firm crushing like a man was supposed to. His gaze drifted momentarily to a corner as he recalled where he'd seen Sevens last. Visions of flames and signing flowers flashed through his mind before he responded with, "It was the Christmas party. The Mayors Christmas party. That was a while back. What a time it was!". Claudian recalled fondly the canapes.

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Xana shrugged a little. "I know she was hoping to come, if she could. But I've hardly seen her lately, she's been so busy..." she trailed off. "Marco, where did you last have your ID? Maybe you could summon it?"

"Surely they all know the famous Marco Denver!" she muttered to Claudian. "Besides, the ID check seems silly to me. What's to say that one of us isn't here looking like someone else, just using polyjuice? Or sneaking in undetected under an invisibility cloak or charm?" Poor Poor Marco. It seemed the security guards were going to be completely inflexible about ID check.

Her attention was diverted from Marco's Crisis by a handsome, exuberant young man addressing Claudian. What was this about a -- "Little friend?" she thought. Apparently he had been at a Christmas party and taken home some floozy? Whaaaat? Her eyes narrowed as she glanced at Claudian, jealous ire raised. 'Sluggy', you got some 'splainin to do!

She smiled stiffly at Mr. Sevens as he addressed her. "We were sorry you could not make it, Mr. Sevens. It's nice to meet you at last." She nodded politely to him, feeling completely out of sorts. A little friend...?

"And I've still got the scar to prove it." He said, holding out his finger, the one that the winged creature had taken a strong hold of with its very small and sharp teeth.

"Well, he's probably going to get detained by the hit wizards any minute, so why don't we all vacate to the campgrounds and start setting up while we wait for him there?". He threw out for suggestion. He knew Marco well enough to know that the man was nowhere near backing down. Not even within the same county-line.

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Marco turned from his irate feud with a doofus, to here a familiar voice. "Hey Tag. You joining us? Or hanging by yourself? I have a spare ticket, my cousin got grounded and couldn't come."

"I don't have any. They won't even accept my permit. I have never needed any. I am Marco Denver. I'm not a nobody," he huffed again. "Why would I need any? This sucks. I need to get in there and work, ya know. Brooms won't sell themselves. Well they probably could actually."

He rolled his eyes. So much of having a girlfriend. She was never seen anywhere. Sure he missed her, but it wasn't his fault he was somewhere else. "I got an owl from her the other day, saying that I was avoiding her. Which is totally untrue. She's just never home when I am."

"Marco, we'll meet you on the campgrounds when you can get through." That is, when Marco decided to apparate home, grab his identification and come back and or the hit wizards came to detain him. Which ever came first.