 Professional Twirler Mourned and Missed
In an eruption of green flame, Prometheus arrived in the Floo Station on Level Two.
He had arrived early that morning, and had been deep in the Ministry, down on Level Ten; the Courtrooms. No case nor trail had been in session, however the young up and coming Ministry Prosecutor, had been busy over looking some transcripts of a case that had gone before the Wizenagmont a few days earlier, on which Prometheus had taken point; it had been a simple civil suit, but the simple ones were usually the ones that required the most work, the nuances being a different style to those involved in a criminal case.
With a wave of his wand, any of the residual powder from the floo was banished from his suit, his Lion Tooth wand quickly returned to his position in his hidden wrist holster. Opening his brief case, the young man took out the files he had removed from the cabinet the night previous; them having been revealent to the case. He ensured that all were accounted for, as he turned his body and began to stroll towards the Hit Wizards, Security and Aurors Office, a neccesary stop on the way to the Filling Room. |