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Estella grinned malevolently as she heard Zoey pipe up from behind the closed door. Methodically, almost dangerously, Estella reopened the door and walked back into the office. Not closing the door behind her, and keeping one hand on the doorknob, her piercing blue eyes looked into her co-workers. "Can I help you with something?" She said coaxingly, almost daring Cambridge to start something. Oh Estella would love that, she'd trample her. |
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Zoey promently turned her attention back to Blackstone, "Do we have one of the cars that he sold to a muggle or a taxi he used?" Zoey asked. "Because I know of a spell that will let us know if and what spells were used on it. I used it back on the case with the cursed running shoes, that I did myself." She added looking at Estella. |
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But she caught herself. "Of course, Blackstone, if you want to discuss it I'd be happy to give you details." Estella bit her lip tenderly, as if trying to look innocent. Estella shook her head as Cambridge went on. "Like all priori-incantatem esque charm's, you can only see what spells have been performed. Not who performed it. We'd have to seize the man's actual wand for it to be successful." Duh. It was really almost common sense to Estella. |
Taylor sat back and watched as these girls basically bickered. "Okay then. Hey Zoey want to go over to the car dealership? We can find some way of making him talk" Taylor said. |
Estella's attention turned to Taylor who piped up, she was a very silly girl as well. Stroking her ponytail meticulously, Stella flashed the girl a malicious smile. "Good luck with that, sweetie." Giving a sweeping look to the two girls, she left the office. |
Blackstone leaned back in his chair and observed as everyone went on disscussing the matter. "At this point the question may not be so much 'Will he talk?' as 'Can we convict him anyway?'." he said, sitting up. "The man is very stubborn. At this point it may just be easier to try and convict him, even if he pleads 'not guilty'." Blackstone was definately tireing of this case. He perused his notes and looked up again "Oh, I nearly forgot" he added "There's going to be a bit of an interdivisional dueling contest coming up. Keep your eyes open for that" he said with a grin. "And finally, I'm going away for the weekend. Just a heads up... Any questions?" OOC: I will be away from this monday for about a week and a half. If I find a place with internet I will check back in. Pharoman will be leaving and back by Monday. So after I leave he should be available if you have any questions, etc. |
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Aveira sighed and marched down to Misuse on her own, deciding to go ahead of Ben. If Mr. Rodemiere was having her do something, she might as well do it right. And that meant... Completely on her own. Clearing her throat, she walked into the office. "Excuse me, Mr. Rodemiere sent me to see whether you still want the warrant for Veritaserum." |
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Aveira narrowed her eyes at Ben, her patience long gone. Merlin, how she hated people.. And offices... And waiting. And being impatient! Tapping her foot slightly to get out the negative energy she was feeling, she glanced around, waiting. Neither method seemed to be working. And she had managed to be polite! Urgh... |
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*sobs* IT'S BACK UP!!! Yes, I'm a SS addict.... >_< Quote:
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Blackstone sprinted down the corridor into his office, papers hanging out of his briefcase, hair a mess and tie slung over his shoulder. Disheveled in every possible way, he was the archetypal person who looked very late. Panting, he threw his briefcase on his desk, vaulted over a large stack of papers, knocked the wastebasket over and sat down. He quickly whipped out his wand and began fixing everything, standing the basket back up, summoning the briefcase, and arranging papers. With a final swish of his wand, he combed his hair. Looking up, Blackstone noticed that there were two people... leaving? Was he really that late? Blackstone made a mental note to never try muggle alarm clocks again. So unreliable. "Uh... excuse me... can I help you?" he called after them. He stood up. "Uh... anything I can do for you?" Blackstone considered himself lucky enough to get this job in the first place... but his prospects of keeping it seemed to be waning. |
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Hopefully, Blackstone thought, he could still make the impression that he was in control of things and credible, however disheveled he may be at the time. "Which reminds me, you're in MLES, right? Do you want us to give him a court summons or do you prefer to handle that stuff?" Just then Blackstone noticed his tie was still slung over his shoulder. He straightened it out. So much for credibility. |
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Ben then thought about the next question. "Let's handle one thing at a time, first. I'll make sure Warren signs that warrant, you guys get the truth, THEN we'll talk about court summons. It will still probably be us, though. But once again, you might want to ask Warren about that." Ben looked down at the way he looked as well, watching Blackstone fix himself. Ben adjusted his tie. He looked back up at Blackstone and decided there was no more further conversation needed. "Well, sir. It was a pleasure meeting you, and I'll be sure to tell Warren you need that warrant." Benjamin stuck out his hand one more time before walking out of the Misuse door and giving Aveira a look that said, 'Come on!' |
Aveira nodded, glancing at the man who had answered her and Ben. "Coming," she said, opening the door as she exited Misuse. |
Yep, I like legal stuff :D Blackstone shook Ben's hand, and turned to sit down as they left. Finally things were looking a bit better. Veratiserum would make things a lot easier... He leaned back in his chair, reading over the form. Paperwork, of course, came with everything. Blackstone set to filling out the form. "The undersigned is in the knowledge that this potion is only to be used for the expressed purposes in section 8, clause 3, and that this potion is in no capacity underbrewed, and has been brewed for a significant amount of time to according to... " Being a lawyer would be fun. |
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Photos!: Warrant He handed it over to Blackstone and turned to make sure Aveira was with him before turning back. "Me and Aveira will be observing the interrogation as it happens to make sure everything goes according to law." It should be good. Ben will finally have some real police work since working with the muggles. |
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(Invasion by Cinn-O-Bun)OOC: Sorry for the invasion but it's easier to do it this way. I have asked for an Interrogation/Holding Cell thread be added to Level 2. Once it is added I would like the Interrogation to be done there so we bring it to the Ministry. |
After a minute of no response, Ben was starting to worry about this office. He snapped his fingers twice. "Um, excuse me. We have your warrant you need..." Ben shook his head and held it out in front of him. Come on, man. Pick it up... |
Aveira sighed, standing behind Benjamin. She was beginning to feel awkward, following him everywhere, but Rodemiere had ordered them both to go, so... Damn. This place was dead. Dead dead. More than dead... |
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