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[May. 24th, 2009|09:01 pm] |
Who: Harry, Meg
What: An encounter, and then lunch.
When: Monday, May 25. Noon.
Where: St. Pancras rail station, London
Rating: TBA
When the elevator doors slid closed behind Harry, he removed his glasses and shut his eyes, probing them with his thumb and forefinger though he was not alone. Today he had been useless, had failed to recognize a foreign wizard who was apparently found in Leeds. The quiet from the outside disarmed him, but he had given up trying to envision all the possible things the Order might be doing in the interim until some new information surfaced.
"Excuse me," he said politely to someone beside him whose eye he caught when he replaced his spectacles. |
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| Open Thread to Those Who Want It |
[May. 8th, 2009|08:25 pm] |
Who: Augustus Pye, Hermione Granger, Meg OB, Phillip Hughes, and whoever is coming to the showing/wandering around
What: Star Trek showing
Where: BFI London IMAX - waiting in line for the midnight showing
When: May 8, 2008, 10PM-ish
After showering and getting a chance to defrag for a few hours after work, Gus had pulled on an appropriately geeky t-shirt and went to the movie theatre early to hold a place in the queue that would inevitably form for the IMAX showing. He figured it would be best as there was no telling how large their group would end up being let alone when most of them would get there. Having a place relatively close to the front of the queue would help them all sit together if it did turn out to be a large group. He wasn't that surprised to see that there were already a few people queued up in the designated waiting area and after taking a glance around to see if anyone happened to be there already, he took his place in line, sitting down behind a group in somewhat accurate costumes and pulling out a copy of Silvertongue to read. |
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| Memorandum: Top Secret Clearance, MI7 staff (all) |
[May. 7th, 2009|11:10 pm] |
TO: Section Heads;
CC: ALL-MI7(IRS Britain Actives);
FROM: burbageg;
Subject: ACTION REQUIRED: Security Audit Results
As a result of our preliminary internal security audit following the activities of the past week-end, we are temporarily moving most non-operational personnel to the new Headquarters facilities in London. We are aware that the building is still under construction but our areas are primarily done and this will allow us to provide for your security and promote the continuity of your work.
Section Heads are responsible for creating move schedules, but due to the nature of the move, it is imperative that it be executed quickly for the safety of all of our personnel.
Please see your Section Head to arrange for the transport of volatile or delicate materials from your research area. If this move will cause you hardship, please see your Section Head. Billeting will be provided in the former hotel on-site for those who do not have residences in the Greater London Area.
The memorial service for Field Agent Peter Alan Carnegie, who was murdered aboard HMS Seeker, will be in the new facilities on Wednesday. Field Agents are authorized to travel to HQ for the services. His murder is another example of the reason we are fighting against the terrorists, who are a threat to our British way of life.
G. Burbage, Director, Intelligence Research Service |
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| Open Thread: A Friday evening booksigning |
[Apr. 24th, 2009|09:07 am] |
Who: Cho "Katie" Chang and anyone who feels like dropping by.
What: Katie Chang signs the new paperback edition of her short story collection Quisling Clinic.
Where: Forbidden Planet, London
When: Evening of Friday, April 24, 2009
After the reading and the Q&A and before the signing got into full swing, there was a brief lull in which Cho was able to down some water, stretch, and take a few calming breaths—which breaths she needed a lot more than usual today, as there'd been more than one unexpectedly familiar face in the crowd. ( Read more... ) |
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| Backstory: Even nerds need to eat |
[Mar. 30th, 2009|08:09 pm] |
Who: Phillip Hughes and Meg Odgerel-Bolormaa
When: Early October, 2008
Where: MI7 R&D Cafeteria
What:Phillip tries to catch up with his work and bumps into a faelike bouncy ballMeg. Friendly chatter and innocent not-quite-flirting ensue.
Phillip was trying to catch up on the medical records of all the
people under MI-7s care. He needed to know the records inside out,
which is why he was walking towards the canteen for lunch while
carrying one of the files, reading it dutifully and trying to commit
it to memory. The cassock didn't go over do well here, so he was
dressed in a plain slacks and one of his black shirts. The collar
unnerved people, so for the moment he kept it in pocket. Hopefully,
he'd get comfortable enough here to go back to his clerical garb. He
found it comforting. But different environments called for different
dress codes. ( Engrossed in the medical file, he was oblivious to
everything else. ) |
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