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Post by Scarlett Payne on Jan 21, 2009 0:49:23 GMT
*Opens the cell doors and points inwards.*
"In."
*Raises an eyebrow at them both as if challenging them to disobey.*
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Post by Holly Palmers on Jan 21, 2009 1:29:21 GMT
*can't stop herself from saying:*
In, please.
*takes the smallest steps she can possibly take, still muttering how imbecile the Ministry is for making such a mistake*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Jan 21, 2009 3:55:47 GMT
*stubbornly shuffles, without any grace, into a cell about five cells from Holly, immediately looking quite sullen about the separation*
Holly?
*points his chin at Scarlett*
Can you bring me some parchment and some ink, at the very least? I'll even settle for a stick of graphite, anything...
*gives Scarlett a disarming smile, stalling near the entrance to his cell*
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Post by Scarlett Payne on Jan 21, 2009 23:39:30 GMT
*Frowns at the girl and slams the door shut before she was barely in.*
"Yes well I'll remember my manners when you remember that destroying a persons property is taken seriously."
*Makes sure the cell door is locked before proceeding after Sebastian.*
*Stands in the middle of the cell door opening and looks at him.*
"Why would you want parchment and a quill? You won't need any in here, all you'll be doing is thinking long and hard about what you done."
*Smirks slightly, she really couldn't stand children who believed themselves better than others.*
"Enjoy."
*Slams the door shut and locks it before proceeding to pace up and down the corridor.*
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Post by Holly Palmers on Jan 22, 2009 1:58:37 GMT
*looks around the cell and is more than disappointed*
They can't do this!
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Jan 22, 2009 4:26:18 GMT
*glares at Scarlett's back*
I can't think on something I never did!
*moodily kicks the door with his heavy boots*
Apparently they can do this. Though, what I really want to know is how they expect us to amuse ourselves without our wands.
*ponders what to do next, not bothering wondering about how that last bit came out*
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Post by Holly Palmers on Jan 22, 2009 17:22:07 GMT
Sebastian, I hate to doubt you, but are you sure you had nothing to do with the candle shop being wrecked? I mean, you had a key and all...
*doesn't want to sound accusatory, but is very frustrated*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Jan 22, 2009 18:42:46 GMT
*narrows his eyes, but fortunately Holly can't see from her cell*
What would be my motive in that, Hol? I get loads of attention, not to mention all those free candles from my bosses. I'm not that stupid to throw it all away.
*sits, setting his back against the hard wall*
*sadly* I could always worm out of every detention back at school. That or I'd at least get some company while I was there. This can't be so different.
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Post by Holly Palmers on Jan 22, 2009 21:11:17 GMT
Um, no, except that being locked up my the Ministry is something that stays with you--like in a personal file or whatnot. Oh, I am going to be in so much trouble with my folks. They have to know by now that their daughter has been arrested!
*feels embarrassed for them*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Jan 22, 2009 21:20:35 GMT
It stays with you? Tearing up a candle shop is branded on our foreheads? How lame. If I wanted a brand I would pick something better, something steamy.
*shuffles to get comfortable but can't in his cell, ending up with his feet awkwardly in the air, his head smashed against a wall*
What do you think they'll do to you? My parents wouldn't hold it against me or care. As long as I have French babies all is well. But... they'll always have Sélène.
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Post by Holly Palmers on Jan 24, 2009 3:58:20 GMT
*laughs, her voices echoing*
I'll be locked in my room like I was five, only coming down for meals. Then I'll be compared to my perfect sister endlessly and have all my friends scrutinized as bad role models.
*finally slides down the wall onto the floor*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Jan 24, 2009 5:29:56 GMT
Are you serious?
*scrambles into a normal seated position, tracing patterns on the floor with his finger*
You can blame it all on me if you like. Tell them I cut off your hair and forced you. Doesn't really matter since they probably think poorly of me already.
*kicks the door again and finds it to be quite sturdy*
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Post by Holly Palmers on Jan 24, 2009 5:36:46 GMT
*makes a small noise*
Thanks. And you are a bad influence.
*looks around*
Are we supposed to sleep in here? I mean, what if no one posts bail for a while?
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Jan 24, 2009 19:37:49 GMT
*half-smiles* You really know how to stroke an ego, Hol.
*balls up his cloak and creates a makeshift pillow*
I guess we're stuck here for as long as it takes.
*sighs despairingly, shivering slightly*
I hope I freeze into an ice monument so that the Ministry will feel the injustice of falsely accusing perfectly respectable citizens. That would show them.
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Post by Holly Palmers on Jan 24, 2009 19:44:00 GMT
*thinks of something that stops her laugh midway*
Oh no, what if this is a ruse and they actually have us here on suspicion of....other things.
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