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Theodore Nott ([info]fiadornott) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
@ 2012-02-26 23:58:00

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Entry tags:!status: incomplete, ^date: november 18 2003, character: melinda bobbin, character: theodore nott

Characters: Melinda Bobbins and Theodore Nott
Setting: Hogsmeade Library; Tuesday November 18, 2003, 10:00 AM
Rating: Worksafe
Summary: Random encounter.

Theodore spent his increasingly limited focussed (i.e. awake and in any shape to do work) time to figure out what was going on with him and others affected by the dreams. It had long ago passed from an odd coincidence and inconvenience to what could possibly become fatal. One way or another. If he didn't die at the hands of the witch he just read of in the Prophet, who was the main suspect behind the murders, he figured that he'd likely hurt or kill himself with his work. It doesn't help that in his line of work one "minor" slip-up or instance of poor judgement can make a huge difference.

Having had spent the better part of the morning being sick at the overly realistic image of having each of his teeth ripped out from his jaw slowly and the blood trickling down to the back of his throat, he eventually regain some semblence of composure and had decided that he needed to get out of the house. In any case he also needed to look up some literature about another consultation he was expected to work on tomorrow.

The space in the library was blissfully uninhabited at that time of the day. That was the main thing that he enjoyed about having his own business, the downside being the stability offered by permanent work.

For now he was absorbed in the book on curses using dragon's blood and revelling in the silence.



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[info]fiadornott
2012-03-05 12:42 am UTC (link)
"Ah yes," Theodore said realizing what it must've been. "So you're dealing with the damages from the creature attack that occured the other day." He was glad to say that work didn't bring him near that for the past couple of days that it occured, at least. What he didn't remember or read--or something--was the piece on the two bodies that were found. If that were the case he may have handled it all with a tad bit more sensitivity. (Maybe.)

"Anything in particular that would be of interest?" Theodore asked, trying to think of something to recommend.

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