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Post by Gawain Robards on Mar 29, 2011 22:43:15 GMT
*Judging by the mans sheer confusion, Robards thought it likely that he had been Imperiused. He had confiscated the would-be killers wand after he had attempted to assassinate Rufus Scrimgeour and brought him to the cells to be held temporarily until they could get to the bottom of what happened. The prisoner had given no resistance, so he would likely be safe for a healer to look at when one could be organised.*
There you go. In there. Make yourself comfy.
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Post by Barney Colsworth on Mar 29, 2011 22:45:25 GMT
*He had indeed been put under the Imperius Curse, but of course he did not know that, and as far as he knew he was being shown to a cosy hotel room.*
Thank you sir.
*He settled himself into the dingy cell and smiled sleepily at the Auror.*
Well... I've woken up in worse places. Not many though.
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Post by Barney Colsworth on Apr 28, 2011 15:40:47 GMT
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Post by Barney Colsworth on Apr 28, 2011 15:46:46 GMT
*Now that he was alone after the 'interrogation' was over, he stopped to think. Why had he gone to the Leaky Cauldron? He could find little inspiration in the cell. Remembering feeling something there he reached into his pocket and pulled some crumpled pieces of parchment. He unfolded the first one.*
Dear Mr. Closworth:
I would like to meet you as soon as you can.
- Rydiger von Heap.
*His eyes widened and in a second he screwed it up again and looked around. He slipped it back into his pocket then walked over to the bars trying to peer out for a view. The coast was clear.*
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Post by Arnie Peasegood on Apr 28, 2011 19:54:15 GMT
*He was on guard duty in the cell blocks when a purple note from top office arrived for him informing that Colsworth was free to go.*
*He made his way to the cell, and unlocked it.*
Come on pal. Time to go.
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Post by Barney Colsworth on Apr 28, 2011 20:00:03 GMT
Uh hi.
*He looked around to make sure no one else was around as he exited the cell.*
Listen. I think I have something important for you.
*He pulled the parchment pages from his pocket and handed them to the guard.*
Letters. Inviting me to the Leaky Cauldron. I guess I'll leave it in your hands.
*He smiled nervously and made his way towards the exit.*
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Post by Arnie Peasegood on Apr 28, 2011 20:06:23 GMT
*He was a little confused that the prisoner was giving him letters, but he unrolled them and had a quick read.*
*This was interesting news. Something that Robards and Ashwood should hear straight away. He followed Colsworth and led the way to escort him to the Atrium, before he would hurry to the Law offices.*
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