Rabastan Lestrange (wizardrabastan) wrote in underquarantine, @ 2011-02-04 18:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | adrian, ansel, cormac, greg, harry, miles, rabastan |
WHO: Cormac, Adrian, Miles, Harry, Greg, Ansel, Rabastan
WHERE: The Three Broomsticks
WHEN: Friday evening
WHY: Meeting of law enforcement and spell reversers
RATING: cautioned for language
STATUS: in progress
After Narcissa left the pub, Rabastan got 7 large glasses out and set them up on the counter of the bar. He pulled out three bottles of scotch and set them up there as well. He didn't know if anyone was going to be drinking at this meeting but he knew as sure as fuck he needed to. What a fucking couple of days he had and now, on top of everything else, he was having a mini crisis to deal with.
He walked over to a stool at sat down on it and waited for the others to start arriving. They would need to investigate, wrap this shit up and go on with life and try and do what they could to make things right. Little did they know there was still more in store.