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[ | | May the 8th @ 09:06pm
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[ Warded to Werewolf Task Force ]
Finished processing a few hours ago. The werewolf I killed - they haven't yet ID'd it yet. Him. They haven't yet ID'd him yet. Not on any of our records, so who knows. I didn't mean to blast him into the fucking street like I did, but Christ; he came at me and it was that or nowt.
I don't know what to think about it, but I would've made the same decision twice, so there's that.
[ /Ward ]
[ Warded to Alessandra ]
I want to go somewhere pretty, sometime soon. Don't care if it's an ice cream parlor or the beach or what.
You'll be IDing some of my handiwork, by the by.
[ /Ward ]
[ Warded to Remus ]
When you're awake, we should figure out when to go on our field trip.
[ Warded Private ]
Fuck.
[ /Ward ]
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[ | | May the 4th @ 04:31pm
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[ Order ]
I know this shit isn't 100% but too fucking bad - Frank, Dorcas, Edgar and Alice are en route to see about Catherine and Brutus. Shift A, B, and Swing and some trainees are going. They left near as soon as the entry went up so do not go.
I'll holler as soon as I hear anything else.
[ /Ward ]
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[ | | April the 27th @ 06:29pm
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[ Warded to the Order ]
Can't write long -
Max Wilkes is dead. Death Eater. Alice involved, don't know how much. She's in debriefing. She's not injured.
[ /Ward ]
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[ | | April the 13th @ 03:10pm
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[ Warded to Al ]
Okay, so in a bid to improve this FUCK-OFF DAY, I'm gonna do the thing where I'm more honest and open with you, so you can see that I'm serious about letting you in to my life, and maybe I'll get better about being sensitive, and then you'll shag me a lot. Anyway. While Wednesday was a godawful clusterfuck, there is one silver lining: I totally stabbed some Death Eating fuckhead with a real estate sign.
Commence adoration, now.
[ /Ward ]
Friday the 13th, fuck. Who the fuck invented them? I spilled coffee on my trousers and now I look like I've renal failure and pissed myself.
Brightside: HA HA RABAN LESTRANGE. Can't wait 'til the Dementors play tonsil-hockey with you, you murdering fuck.
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[ | | April the 7th @ 03:15pm
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[ Warded Private ]
Holy fuck. He's a goddamn werewolf. Have the file in my hand right now. Greyback.
What the fuck is he playing at?
If he's spying on the Order, I'll rip his goddamn head off.
[ /Ward ]
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| .12 |
[ | | April the 6th @ 09:48pm
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[ Warded to Remus Lupin ]
HEY YOU. I just had a thought. We've been making correlations between family members and Dark Army safehouses, but some of the vampires... I did some research on an ex-wife who'd changed her name after her Muggle husband and suspected Dark Army member disappeared. She moved to Leeds. That place keeps popping up, don't it? Might be worth checking out later.
Edited to Add: [One hour later] Lupin. Luuuupin. Pay attention to me.
Edited to Add: [Two hours later] Seriously mate. Are you getting laid?
Edited to Add: [Three hours later] My feelings are hurt.
Edited to Add: [Four hours later] HEY IT'S JUST ME. MAKING YOUR JOURNAL GO OFF.
Edited to Add: [Five hours later] Remus! Big news! They're having a sale on shabby jumpers down at Twilfit and Tattings! Hurry!!
Edited to Add: [Six hours later] Swiiiiiing low sweet chaaaaariot. Comin' for to carry me HOOOOOOME.
Edited to Add: [Seven hours later] GODDAMMIT LUPIN I now have bloody GOSPEL music stuck in my head because of you.
[ /Ward ]
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[ | | April the 2nd @ 09:29pm
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HEY if you're like me you probably don't read the warning labels on potions or bother with actual medical advice because that's totally for pussies, but let this be a real, true fact:
My name is Sturgis Podmore, and my sister Joanna splinched herself like a dumbass earlier today because she was taking allergy potions and tried to be a rockstar and apparate anyway.
Don't do it, kids. Joanna's still got her most important parts but damn, she never had any sense.
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[ | | March the 30th @ 10:34pm
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[ Warded to Remus Lupin ]
Why hello there, young Lupin!
All right, so Al is one of those people who's super-organized about EVERYTHING; she like... wears matching socks and stuff and she makes GROCERY LISTS and all that. And I'm trying to be less like a sodding hobo around her because while she SAYS that it's okay as long as I keep my mess on my side of the room, I think that IMPROVING THYSELF is a sign of maturity and all that.
So I bought a DAY PLANNER. And now that I'm done drawing dicks all over the inside, I thought I might actually like, plan my days.
I'm on day-shift this week but I'm off Thursday and Friday. Day-shift Saturday. So what do you say we get together Thursday or Friday evening, yeah? WE CAN TALK THINGS THAT GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT, and I don't mean me getting up for water.
[ /Ward ]
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[ | | March the 19th @ 09:54pm
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[ Warded Private ]
Don't fuck this up.
DON'T FUCK THIS UP.
DON'T FUCK THIS UP.
[ /Ward ]
[ Warded to Edgar Bones ]
So I'm gonna fuck this up.
[ /Ward ]
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