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[Jae-Hwa Kim]

Today Jae decided to slack off on his job at the Ministry. He wasn't much into jobs or working more or less. He was one of those "I do things when I feel like it" types. Rises when he awakes, sleeps when he is tired, that kind of person. And well though his relationship was good with the gentlemen and ladies he entertained it wasn't always the best thing with all of his bosses.

Jae had a habit of short live jobs. He normally was late to work from partying, or he made one of the customers mad by means of "sexual haressment", though he honestly did mean it. But when he got chewed out by his bosses "I was just trying to spread the love" doesn't suffice as a good reason for getting a threat of the person suing. Thus poor Jae is normally jobless.

To bad for Jae he did need money. Not a lot, but enough to get by. And since Jae is quite the frivolous spender he constantly needs a surplus amount of jobs to work at since... they didn't last long enough to give him a steady cash flow.

And today was one of those days that normally got him in trouble with his boss. Though he hadn't talked with his boss all that much since he just started working at the Ministry he knew this guy had a reputation with the Order of the Pheniox. Quite famous in the wizarding world, and Jae was a bit intimdated but that normally didn't stop him from acting up.

So that brings us to the current. Jae was leaning against one of the less used hallways. No one was running through but the occasional person, or other critter quickly scampering by. Everyone's so busy here Jae noted to himself while watching an old women rush forward with a rather large stack of papers.

She was quite elderly looking, Jae figured she died of nautral causes and not some random death like he died off. It was kind of strange being in the other side's Ministry, not everyone was in their thirties or fifties, some of the people looked like little kids even! But when you don't age from one-hundred years it can't be helped he assumed.

"Madame you need some help!" Jae piped up doing a quick walk-run combo over to the struggling woman. He didn't really look like a worker though, more like a kid heading out to loiter at the local mall. Wearing casual jeans which showed off his cute butt and a long button down white shirt with the collar popped. The thin minty colored green lines made him look a bit long in the torso. And when your short, you have to take anything you can get to get a height advantage. His white sneakers didn't help much but he liked the look of the thick sneakers gave him with fat laces and thought it looked pretty damn cool.
The lady shook her head giving him a look of disgust and hurried on. Her bony little butt trying to walk a bit sexily but failing just causing papers to fly all over the place. As she walked hurridlely Jae wondered Jeez, what does she have up her butt?.

He watched her until she made a sharp almost perfect ninety-degree perpendicular turn into the ajoinning hallway which earned a Wow.... Ms. Perfecto much? from Jae as he moved putting his left foot against the wall and pressing his back and neck up which caused his blond bleached hair to mat together in the back slightly. But he didn't care much, he didn't expect to be caught anytime soon so he figured he would just chill.

Wait a second... he reached into his jeans pocket putting the tip of his pink tonge on the lower left corner of his lip pulling out a "bubble gum" artfical flavoured lollipop and sticking it in his mouth while tucking the rapper safely into his pocket for good keeping.

His lips wrapped slowly around the almost annoying, over-dye, neon pink sucker tasting the almost sickeningly sweet flavour. It didn't taste horrible and it would catch the eye of any onlooker so he contiued to coat his mouth with the sweet flavour and sugar all around his mouth. It didn't taste really like bubble gum at all though, more like sugar and some other crappy chemicals to him though.

[Nymphadora Tonks]

" there's never any rain when you want it "
^{- FERRAS, "HOLLYWOOD'S NOT AMERICA"}

Slow day at the Ministry. Tonks hadn't had one of those in about forever, but then she'd recently taken a long break from the Ministry, considering it had been corrupted and all. And, oh yeah, she'd married a werewolf. She'd been lucky to get out alive, she thought, before remembering that she hadn't got out alive. She'd wound up here. It was sort of odd and slightly cruel that this place was identical to the other Ministry. Lots of people probably suffered major bouts of homesickness. Or maybe, the similarity had the opposite effect. Either way, it was the people, not the buildings, of the other world that most people probably missed. But when most of one's friends were dead, this whole thing was bittersweet.

It was still morning, not quite lunchtime, and a lavender paper airplane zipped through her cubicle, crashing against the wall and jittering feebly on the ground, the once perfect point of its nose crumpled. She picked it up, tapped it once with her wand and it unfurled, laying still on her desk. She skimmed over it, hoping it would be something exciting, but sighing when it was just a note asking her to please pick up the latest Bulgarian Ministry of Magic report from the Department of International Magical Cooperation and please skim over the reports of Death Eater attacks, please, if that wasn't any trouble, and to please forward the basics of the information to any Aurors whom she felt might need it, please, thank you very much, we appreciate your work. Gag. A couple of months ago, the memo would have ordered her to read the entire report by the end of the day, sans the abundance of a certain six-letter word. For whatever reason, Tonks liked the simple, blunt note much better.

Still, the memo gave her an excuse to do something. She tapped it again and it ignited, self-destructing within seconds. Deciding that wasn't remotely exciting enough, she decided to actually walk to the sixth floor instead of Summoning the packet or taking one of those nauseating elevator trips. Who knew? Maybe there'd be something interesting on the way. And even if there wasn't, movement was always nice.

Tonks slipped out of the Auror office and up a lesser used, back staircase that was in exactly the same position as the stairs she'd always used before. Except here, there weren't very many people using stairs at any given moment, and the elevators were packed - probably another side effect of the general advanced age. Retirement home. Some older workers bustled about, carrying stacks of paper or books or folders or whatever, but still, the lower she went, the quieter it became, until her foot slipped on the last stair and she stumbled onto the sixth floor.

She turned the corner and literally ran into a short Asian teenager. "Oh, sorry!" she offered, stepping back to let him up and taking in his appearance. The first thing she noticed was the sucker in his mouth, which was coating his lips bright pink. Those things. Though they were originally Muggle candy, they'd become a fad in the living Wizarding world for a while, everyone complaining about how crappy they tasted and then buying tons more. Apparently that fad hadn't died here yet, and everyone looked dumb with a white stick poking out of their mouth. "Don't those taste horrible?" she mused, but then she figured that this kid probably wasn't going to take advice from a woman who's scarlet Auror robes clashed deliciously with her violet hair.

Actually, something about him seemed familiar. Kind of short and smiling. "Aren't you Remus's new intern? You're on the wrong floor, the Department of Mysteries is one lower."

[Jae-Hwa Kim]

One second he was up. The next he was down. It's not like the fall of impact had hurt him, broke a bone, or even sprained anything. Simply it just knocking the breath out of him and surprised him, and maybe a bit of rug burn. He thanked whatever was up there that the floor was padded and he didn't hit his head against the wall, being run over by a huge truck was enough bodily injury for a life time... Or two?


He had shut his eyes by insticnt as he landed with his legs bent on his cute little butt with his hands behind him in the air while his elbows rested on the floor. His elbows burned faintly as he probably got a bit of rug burn since he fell and slide back a little.

When he opened his eyes he saw a older woman, not like old granny old as he would say but just a bit older than him. Though she had neon pink hair, similar to the lollipop he had been sucking which frankly to him tasted like crap covered in a light coating or a dump truck load of sugar which had been simmered in dye and "artificial" flavorings. He was quite surprised that he hadn't spit it out already, but his mind digressed. Her robes were a scarlet red color which he had to admit clashed violently though he did like the dyed hair idea, it gave her some creative flare.

"Yeah they do taste horrible. But I figure that if everyone else can stand them after a while so can I, and also I think they look quite cute when being licked" he said with no qualms about what he just said. He didn't blurt it out thoughtlessly but simply gave his one-hundred percent true opinion. He did think they had a seductive look when being sucked on so delicately but wanting mouths.

He propped himself back on his elbows and sprung up landed on his feet skitting a bit foreward and then teetering backwards trying to find his balance. He hadn't been dancing or clubbing in a while because of school so he was a bit rusty on his "moves". "Woah!" he said while stablizing himself, "Sorry" he apologized meekly, "I hadn't done this in a while" he admitted sheepishly with a light blush.

"Oh yeah, I'm his intern, and I know about the floor issue. I'm taking a small break" he lied. He was taking as long as break he could get away with before his boss came and dragged him back to the tedious work life.

Okay, Jae wasn't so much of a worker as he was a slacker. He much preffered lounging to having to push papers or take a memo. Yuck. That's probably why he needed this job. He got fired... Well many times. He wasn't sure how long this job would last either, mostly because of this "small" break he was taking currently. Though he was now expecting to be dragged back, most adults didn't tolerate these "small breaks".

This post has been edited by Jae-Hwa Kim on Apr 14 2009, 03:43 PM