 Hold it! Title Invasion
Syd wandered into the Wizengamot offices. His hands were in his pockets, his red vest buttoned and nicely ironed. He looked around the room, mane of hair shifting slightly as he did so. His lips were a bit pursed as he looked at the large, heavy desks that were all but empty. The recent hiring was taking a while it seemed, but that was alright. For now anyway. However, his gaze did land on one man.
"Na' don't tell me," he said, squinting a bit. "Judge Doran, right?"
His southern drawl was certainly unexpected in a British governmental organization and yet here it was coming from the head of the department. |