Apr 09, 2009 10:55
So there's been all sorts of investigative types looming around.
That's alright. I can loom.
However, they questioned me a lot. Why was my room trashed? (That's not obvious at all, no sir.) Why was I so calm? What role, exactly, did I have in the raid on the Offensive Magic building?
I don't think they believed me. A couple of the magical investigations types did, and I recognized one of the suit's voices - apparently he was the guy that had gotten word who I was.
He merely asked if I had contracted with someone underage, not legally able to sign contracts for themselves.
I said no.
And that seemed to be that.