Regulation and Control

Who: Rabbit Tuor and Katie Jones
What: Shenanigans.
Where: Katie's father's pawn shop, Hackney
When: Sunday afternoon, after football before dinner with Tonks.
Rating: TBD

He hadn’t been a very good serial killer stalker, that’s what Rabbit had told Katie last week. But more than that, he had meant that he had been a shit friend. Not that he thought she considered him a friend, but he had enough reason in his mind to consider her one, and that meant something. But whatever level of ‘shitty’ he had been then was multiplied tenfold when he didn’t stop by immediately after she had told him that something was up. Even with his own problems to deal with, ones that mostly revolved around his family at the moment, he knew there was no excuse for not asking. Which was what brought him to the pawn shop her father own.

And that had been a pain in the ass to find. But no matter.

Rabbit circled the perimeter once before stopping at a glass case with watches, a plain gold one catching his eye. “How much?” he asked in greeting, looking up with a half-crooked smile.

( Warded Owl to Katie Jones )

Who: Euphemia Borage, Aidan Chambers & Mr. Aloysius Bibberdiggs (as the obstinate patient).
What: Euphemia checks up on an obstinate patient and Aidan tags along, being more or less in the way.
Where: starts out in Scamander Park, then moves on to Dartmoor.
When: July 26th. Late afternoon.
Rating: TBD.
Status: Closed. Incomplete.

In contrast to what he liked to tell people, Aidan's job wasn't anything like the things shown on Muggle television. That was why, after a sheer incredible amount of whining and nagging had opened an opportunity for his first "field trip", Aidan Chambers arrived armed with a variety of paper bags and envelopes instead of the infamous plastic bags. His mission was simple. Accompany a Mr.Borage to see some stubborn old wizard residing in the middle of Dartmoor who had become the victim of a rather unfortunate encounter with something dog-like that couldn't be identified any more closely and refused to go to St.Mungo's to finish his treatment. According to his instructions Aidan was to shut up, keep himself from making 'helpful' suggestions along the lines of shots, stitches or other grisly Muggle techniques and stay out of Borage's way.

Aidan sighed dramatically and leaned on the wall as he waited for Boarge to appear at the Apparition spot from which they were to get to Dartmoor. The last part of the way was to be walked by foot as the old man who, in a bout of paranoia, had set up Anti-Apparition Charms.
Once again Aidan started playing with the envelopes he had stuffed into his bag, looking up every now and then for a person who looked like a Borage. In his mind Aidan had already decided that the Ambulator must have a mustache and possibly a beard, too.