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Jayne Dough (jayne_dough) wrote in pandorarpg,

The look on Marietta's face brought a heat to Pandora's core. She could hear Jayne's voice protesting in the background, but it was no matter. Pandora would have her way, and if this girl continued to show encouragement, perhaps she would have her in more ways than one.

For now, however, thre were more pressing matters.

With a final caress to Marietta's thigh, she released it and turned, leading the way through a doorway beyond the reception area. There, the rest of the building opened up into one huge room occupied by almost a hundred simple beds, each with a single chair at its side. Every bed had an occupant, the majority of which wore blue-grey pyajams.

"These are the Kissed," she explained for Marietta's benefit. "Whenever someone is kissed by a Dementor, their body remains, and the Ministry cares for it here until its eventual demise. Most are from Azkaban, but many were kissed by order of the Ministry five years ago."

She turned her head to Marieatta. "Their bodies have lain useless for years, until today. We will give them purpose again."