Department Wide Meeting [OPEN]

Claire did not like her performance in this job as of late.

It was certainly a strange position, having been asked to take this job by the American Head of Law Enforcement to keep an eye on their British counterparts and now that she had risen in the ranks, she found herself acting upon the orders of a peer, rather than a superior. It was a strange position, indeed, but one she did not see any direct escape from. She wanted to end this stint across the pond and return to New York, and that meant continuing on.

She was pretty sure she wanted to end this. This… new… life.

That’s what it was after all. She had roots here. Almost had friends. It had been nearly three years. She was as undercover as someone could be. She was deeply involved.

For a long time, she thought that to do her job correctly (the real job, the one given to her by Gordon) that she would have to not be on the side of the British government. That was no longer an option. Her job was too weighty and her pride too strong for her to allow her department to become more and more obsolete.

So she called a department wide meeting. Mostly, she wanted to talk with the Aurors, as they were the bulk of her staff, but she hoped her former department, now down to a small size, could be in attendance. She left it to Monroe to delegate how should attend, as the The Improper Use of Magic Office had constant day-to-day work that she was not keen to disrupt for a simple meeting.

She called them together in the largest conference room and allowed them to get situated. Bagels and coffee had been set out and she let people grab as they pleased, having placed a cup of coffee before her to lead by example. It was casual Friday and she hoped that would mean there was less of a lecture vibe. She had a tendency for that.

She wanted to get into her business. But she also really wanted to empower her people to be more involved. "Hello everyone. Glad you all could make it. I'm attempting to reorganize the department and make us more efficient so there may be more of these sorts of meetings. Today, I'd like to distribute cases to our Aurors, work with our patrol to tighten security in a few key places, and potentially work on a more official partner system. I wanted to open up to you all first, to talk about recent cases you might have taken on or any other pertinent information." She gazed around. Merlin, she hoped someone would answer.

Up until a few moments ago, Claire Bishop was everything Tifanie could have hoped for from a department head.  She got on with her work, whatever that was, and let the department run itself.

It was something Tifanie relied on. Probably something they all relied on, when she thought about it. How many times had someone decided to knock off early when they knew Claire wouldn't notice? Dozens, she was sure. But Tifanie knew her reasons weren't quite so harmless as most of the other aurors and if Claire suddenly cracked down, she might find her activities seriously curtailed.

The slight brunette leant back in her chair, foregoing the provided snacks, and tried not to grimace at the thought of official partners or more meetings.  In her experience, meetings rarely made anything more efficient.

But as Bishop mentioned recent cases, Tifanie sought out Louis Weasley's eyes, in order to just stare at him.  He'd had a recent case, hadn't he?

Monroe leaned against the back wall of the conference room, trying to look alert and disinterested all at once. He'd informed his own section about the meeting and left it up to them whether they attended. He assumed most of them wouldn't, though whether it was because they had work to do or because the idea of a meeting bored them, he conscientiously made sure not to know.

It was something he himself couldn't get out of, even if he had been the kind of person who wanted to. Monroe was far too interested in other people's lives to want to skip a meeting like this, however. He may have looked disinterested, but his ears were alert for every comment that would pass someone's lips.

Other pertinent information... that was his department. They'd done terribly of late, what with the Buckley Incident, an underground potions trade leaking into the muggle world and the ever present Spice problems.

Yet Monroe kept quiet. Most of what he had to say was old news and he didn't want to let it dominate the floor. Someone with a fresher story would doubtless be more interesting to hear from.