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Nov. 12th, 2010

004: november 12, 1978

Wow. You lot weren't joking about the poo.

Myself and Mediwitches Jones and Travers have been asked to take today's shift at the Ministry for extra coverage. If you're feeling green or just want a quick once over to assure you're in tip-top shape, come down to the atrium and see us at our makeshift station. Rumour has it Jones gives out lollies for good behaviour.

WARDED TO LETTIE AND JONES:
I dibs all the pretty girls. I need something to keep me interested. Standing around looking at people and give them potions is bollocks compared to being out in the field. How do Healers stand this crap? I mean, the metaphorical crap. Not the actual crap.

003: november 12, 1978

Normally I don't really mind who keeps mum about their political beliefs -- but someone running for Minister? I mean, that sounds dodgy to me. You're going to be running the entire British wizarding community. I'd say we deserve some clear, concrete answers.

Nov. 1st, 2010

002: november 1, 1978

Never pleasant getting the call to one of those scenes. Even though it's my job and it's what I love to do, I'll never really get used to seeing that kind of carnage. I expect I'm not one for politics, but something seems off when we start to take our adult fights in the kids' playground. It isn't for me to figure out who's right or wrong hah but it smacks of cowardice to attack a bunch of kids who aren't even yet mildly capable of defending themselves. Maybe it's being a dad, but I don't think I've ever been on a scene that's made me more ill than that one yesterday. It doesn't matter who you are, you ought to feel sick with shame for putting a bunch of minors in the midst of your politics.

Angie turned one a few days ago, so next weekend we're having a small do with family. I can't believe she's already one -- I feel like I'm going to be one of those pathetic sods who says that as their kid boards the Hogwarts Express. Time flies and all that rubbish.

WARDED TO JONES:
Heya, mate. You alright? Sorted everything? Feeling better? Gonna take Crockford out for a pint tonight. Tell me if you're up to joining and that.
WARDED TO MAIREAD:
Hey. We're having a small do with close family and friends next weekend for Angie's birthday. This weekend was a no go, what with my being on-call. Anyway, Efa and I would love for you lot to come over, say about two?

Oct. 12th, 2010

001: october 12, 1978

Quidditch season is coming up -- galleons where your mouths are, lads and ladies! Group pool, mandatory for all of those who plan on joining our humble ranks in listening to games together this season. Babies the are only exception -- Angelina's practically pro, and since my old lady's told me she might have to tag along, I wouldn't want to steal money from you. Especially Cannon fans. It's just not right. But no one else escapes. If you're going to cheer your throat raw, you'd better be able to back yourself up with something tangible.

So! Who's in?

Oct. 4th, 2010

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