 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
Conley was on his way to the courtroom. The Wizengamot had some questions about international law and he had a few scrolls and a book tucked under one arm. He had other things that were a bit more important than whatever busywork the Wizengamot had up their sleeves. Reports of Visas and passports misplaced or perhaps stolen were coming in and it had made him conduct a few audits. It appeared that the audit he'd asked be done a few years ago hadn't been been completed.
Lost in his own thoughts, he almost missed the DOM head staring at the wall. "Airey," Conley said cordially as he neared. "Fancy seeing you here." He slowed, not really eager to walk into the courtrooms and not particularly eager to go back to his offices. "You looked flummoxed."
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