RP: Crossword Puzzles
Date: 25 September 1998
Characters: Gawain Robards, Others
Location: Ministry of Magic
Status: Public
Summary: Guy settles into another afternoon waiting for witnesses. Guys like him don't get days off...
Completion: Incomplete
It was a Sunday. A Sunday. But Aurors didn't get the same day off all the time; after all, if they were that predictable, then all crimes would be committed on a particular day of the week, when nobody was at work.
Gawain leant back in the chair, and opened up the Sunday issue of the newspaper to the back, drawing his quill and placing it to the page.
"1. Surname of the Minister of Magic between 1611-1819 - 5 Letters Across"
Urgh - considerably before his time. Gawain sighed, tapping the quill against the page absently, then vanishing the mess he'd made. Well, he had all day. He supposed he could have gotten on with some work - should have - but he told himself he'd been working too hard lately with all this paperwork.
Still...perhaps someone would come in, and break up his day into more reasonably sized chunks of boredom. He was still expecting more people to come forward in regard to Alecto Carrow. Well - he hoped that more people would come in. Professor Vector had said that she might show her head. It would be a comfort.
Oh blast...what had been that Minister's name?
Characters: Gawain Robards, Others
Location: Ministry of Magic
Status: Public
Summary: Guy settles into another afternoon waiting for witnesses. Guys like him don't get days off...
Completion: Incomplete
It was a Sunday. A Sunday. But Aurors didn't get the same day off all the time; after all, if they were that predictable, then all crimes would be committed on a particular day of the week, when nobody was at work.
Gawain leant back in the chair, and opened up the Sunday issue of the newspaper to the back, drawing his quill and placing it to the page.
"1. Surname of the Minister of Magic between 1611-1819 - 5 Letters Across"
Urgh - considerably before his time. Gawain sighed, tapping the quill against the page absently, then vanishing the mess he'd made. Well, he had all day. He supposed he could have gotten on with some work - should have - but he told himself he'd been working too hard lately with all this paperwork.
Still...perhaps someone would come in, and break up his day into more reasonably sized chunks of boredom. He was still expecting more people to come forward in regard to Alecto Carrow. Well - he hoped that more people would come in. Professor Vector had said that she might show her head. It would be a comfort.
Oh blast...what had been that Minister's name?