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Post by stone on Apr 5, 2007 16:46:25 GMT -5
Akina sat at her desk and sighed. She hadn't been here in awhile instead practically eat and sleeping at Hogwarts. She had a free week, a mini vacation, and decided to check out her unused cubicle. Akina noted many notes that were first left here and then someone got smart and started owling her messages to her. She was hardly ever here.
That was a small pile she could throw away. What she couldn't throw away was the piles and piles of parchement that were on her desk. At first she thought they were useless things, but they were reports she had to give her insight to and some new changes and policies that the brilliant person hadn't thought to owl her. "Great, just great. I'll be here all week." Akina picked up the first piece of parchement and began reading. She had to get some work done.
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Post by almeida on Apr 7, 2007 9:45:32 GMT -5
Dave grunted softly, As he made his way by the Enforcement Offices, he had been in enforcement until he left to the Department of Mysteries, for a goodly Pay-raise, and other things. He still Aspired to Be the Head of MLE and hoped that someday his dream would come true. His brown eyes looked softly as he walked in, he was going to visit an old friend when he noted a woman in one of the always un-used cubicles as she muttered to herself. Always being one for fun at other people's expense made a slight movement. His grey robes following him softly with the soft sound of moving fabric. He rubbed hsi right hand against his incoming beard and mustache. He had finally decided to see what his face would yeaild if he cultivated it rather than using the slash-and-burn type most people used for facial hair removal. Amagingly though a pure-blood Dave used a razor, one of his friends had taught him and he had used it since.
"Well not if you know what is garbage and what isn't." He said in his low gravely voice. It was natural for him to be gravvely but usually he masked it by speaking like his old self like an auror.
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Post by stone on Apr 7, 2007 11:57:10 GMT -5
Akina was surprised and she hoped she hid it well by looking up slowly until she met the eyes of a man she wasn't quite sure she seen before. He looked familiar, but then she thought it was because he seemed to blend in. He looked familiar like anyone else she might have met.
"So you can tell me what is garbage here and what's not, Mr...." Akina let her words trail off prompting him to give his name and hopefully rank. She needed to know if she should give him more due respect or if he was on her level. Akina stood and held out her hand for a formal muggle handshake and at the same time gestured for him to take a seat if he wished.
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Post by almeida on Apr 7, 2007 15:43:20 GMT -5
" Almeida, David if you please," He mentioned softly shaking her hand gentally as if afraid to crush it. " I used to work here until I chose a better assignment in the Department of Mysteries, so yes perhaps I can tell you what might be garbage." The last part was said softly and sugestively with a lopsided smile as if he wasn't sure but was willing to give it a try.
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Post by stone on Apr 8, 2007 10:31:50 GMT -5
Akina smirked and motioned to the name plate on her desk that was struggling to stay on...literally. "The names Stone, Akina Stone. If you think you know what's garbage and what's not then by all means please enlighten me. Please have a seat and lets go through this mess. If you don't mind wasting part of your day helping me than of course I won't mind at all."
Akina knew she sounded a bit haughty. She always sounded haughty it was just the way she was brought up. She was sincere even if she sounded a bit like a snob.
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Post by almeida on Apr 16, 2007 13:34:50 GMT -5
Again He flashed her his lopsided smirk, "well, I have a little while, they let us out of that Dungeon tehy call the Department of Mysteries for an hour break every day so as I said I have time." The tone was gentle and almost guiding as if he wanted to actually help her. His grey robes settled around his body his hands under them. His brown eyes kept looking around the departemnt over the cubicle walls hoping his old friend noticed him perhaps to chat for a little but Akina proved interesting so he stopped looking and latched his eyes onto hers.
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Post by stone on Apr 16, 2007 13:40:46 GMT -5
Akina nodded. "Alright Mr. Almeida." Akina pushed a stack at him. "Okay, I work over at Hogwart's. My official title is Jevenile Delinquents Agents. I'm trying to ..." Akina held up two pieces of papers. "See perfect example. This note states If any young adult is acting suspicious and you have great reasons to question go ahead and question... now look at this one. It states If any young adult is acting suspcious and you have great reasons to want to question them before doing so you must get an official warrant from... See! I don't want to read 3 or 4 of these. I just want the latest information."
Akina sank in her chair. It seemed hopeless, utterly hopeless. Akina sighed. "This is going to take a long time, Mr. Alemeida."
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