Return owl, not wardedbuggy_geniusJune 21 2007, 01:12:38 UTC
Constable Benton Benny-boy Fraser What the hell should I call you?
Of course I remember! As it turns out, I left a pig out in the forest a couple of weeks ago to give you the chance to see multiple insect seres. However, a fresh one (as in, less than a day of exposure) would be good for some contrast. I'll get to working on that whenever it's convenient for you.
Return owl, not wardedthemountieJune 21 2007, 02:16:10 UTC
Jack,
Excellent! I'm working on a case at the moment, but my shift ends at 5 and it's not urgent. I'll swing by the kitchen to collect the new pig; shall we say 5:30?
And you're welcome to call me whatever makes you feel most comfortable. Most people seem to prefer my last name.
Return owl, not wardedbuggy_geniusJune 21 2007, 04:36:27 UTC
Fraser,
I'll be out there. I left the first pig well into the woods to avoid offending wandering students. Bring a notebook, a garbage bag, and some Vicks if you're the delicate type.
-Jack
Enclosed is a crudely drawn map of the grounds, with a cartoony pig with X's for eyes among a squiggle that may or may not represent the Forbidden Forest.
True to his word, as soon as his self-proclaimed shift ended, Fraser went back to his room to change (because getting rotten pig on the serge would hardly be appropriate!), collected a freshly-killed pig from the House Elves, and set off for the Forbidden Forest with his notebook and said pig in the requested bag tucked under his arm.
The map wasn't incredibly helpful, but Fraser knew the Forest relatively well by now. Besides, with a project like this, it wasn't hard to follow his nose. After a few minutes' trek, he spotted Hodgins ahead. "Jack!" he called, holding up the pig.
There was no return owl. At least, not a note. There was the ashes of the 'literature', coating a very terrified owl who looked as if most of its feathers were burned off. The owl made its way back to Fraser, hooting pathetically, looking as if it would rather spend the rest of its life in the tentacley embrace of the Giant Squid than ever deliver another note to that particular person again.
And, if one walked down the hall of Gryffindor, they might smell the sooty remains of a dorm room, which had been exploded from the inside out in a fit of rage.
The yellow-eyed demon had new quarters while repairs were being made.
Oh, dear. That poor owl. Fraser made sure to get him cleaned and patched up before deciding on his next course of action; after all, it certainly wasn't the owl's fault that the demon was evidently in an explosive mood.
Some time later, a House Elf delivered another package, then quickly fled before the demon could actually open it. The package itself contained a note and a brownie. The note was unwarded and read:
Phil,
My sincerest apologies. When I sent my last letter, I hadn't considered that you might already be under the effects of withdrawal. Believe me, I've seen what kind of a mood that can put a man in, and I don't envy you in the least.
I've sent along a little something that I hope might somewhat ease your burden. While I admire your attempts to release yourself from the chains of addiction I understand that sometimes going "cold turkey," as they say, can be too much to bear. I hope this helps the transition.
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Not a problem! Happy to help. Did you want to do this by owl, or would it be easier in person?
~ Lily
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I'd certainly be happy to come and see you, but I don't think there's any need to if you're busy. It won't take long either way.
Ben
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I'm in the Hospital Wing right now and it's a bit...er, messy. Trust me, you don't want to know. Or smell it. Dear Merlin.
What can I help you with?
~ Lily
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It's actually the Hospital Wing I'm concerned with, but I was down there this morning and I don't think there's any need for me to come by again.
Dr. Cox seems to think someone's been stealing medical supplies. Have you noticed anything missing? Or, for that matter, anything strange?
Ben
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Of course I remember! As it turns out, I left a pig out in the forest a couple of weeks ago to give you the chance to see multiple insect seres. However, a fresh one (as in, less than a day of exposure) would be good for some contrast. I'll get to working on that whenever it's convenient for you.
-Jack
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Excellent! I'm working on a case at the moment, but my shift ends at 5 and it's not urgent. I'll swing by the kitchen to collect the new pig; shall we say 5:30?
And you're welcome to call me whatever makes you feel most comfortable. Most people seem to prefer my last name.
Sincerely,
Constable Benton Fraser
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I'll be out there. I left the first pig well into the woods to avoid offending wandering students. Bring a notebook, a garbage bag, and some Vicks if you're the delicate type.
-Jack
Enclosed is a crudely drawn map of the grounds, with a cartoony pig with X's for eyes among a squiggle that may or may not represent the Forbidden Forest.
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The map wasn't incredibly helpful, but Fraser knew the Forest relatively well by now. Besides, with a project like this, it wasn't hard to follow his nose. After a few minutes' trek, he spotted Hodgins ahead. "Jack!" he called, holding up the pig.
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And, if one walked down the hall of Gryffindor, they might smell the sooty remains of a dorm room, which had been exploded from the inside out in a fit of rage.
The yellow-eyed demon had new quarters while repairs were being made.
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Some time later, a House Elf delivered another package, then quickly fled before the demon could actually open it. The package itself contained a note and a brownie. The note was unwarded and read:
Phil,
My sincerest apologies. When I sent my last letter, I hadn't considered that you might already be under the effects of withdrawal. Believe me, I've seen what kind of a mood that can put a man in, and I don't envy you in the least.
I've sent along a little something that I hope might somewhat ease your burden. While I admire your attempts to release yourself from the chains of addiction I understand that sometimes going "cold turkey," as they say, can be too much to bear. I hope this helps the transition.
Sincerely,
Constable Benton Fraser
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