Post by Corban Yaxley on Jul 8, 2011 23:21:49 GMT
*Mere seconds after his arrival at the Ministry of Magic, Yaxley approached the line of other employees who were already waiting for their turn to be checked at the regular security control that took place in the Atrium.*
*Slowly Alistair's eyes were scanning the room, looking for familiar faces and potential voters.*
*He had never liked waiting for something, yet it was a standard procedure he experienced daily. Usually reading in a copy of The Daily Prophet was a convenient way to pass the time, if he didn't find himself bothered by all too talkative wizards who had nothing better to do than discuss their unimportant rubbish in front of everyone else. Especially now, with the upcoming election the Death Eater was buried in lots of additional work. But it was a significant task his master wanted to be carried out so doing all in his effort to help Lucius to success had certainly first priority.*
*Slowly Alistair's eyes were scanning the room, looking for familiar faces and potential voters.*
*He had never liked waiting for something, yet it was a standard procedure he experienced daily. Usually reading in a copy of The Daily Prophet was a convenient way to pass the time, if he didn't find himself bothered by all too talkative wizards who had nothing better to do than discuss their unimportant rubbish in front of everyone else. Especially now, with the upcoming election the Death Eater was buried in lots of additional work. But it was a significant task his master wanted to be carried out so doing all in his effort to help Lucius to success had certainly first priority.*