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SilverTiger · 11-23-2010, 01:31 AM

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Originally Posted by PattyH.

"Where do you think the Muggle's got the idea from?" Prometheus joked, as he stepped through the door into the collosal-ceilinged room that was the Courtroom.

"I haven't been in here for months," he muttered pensively, as he through how the Italian courts he had been working in were so much more welcoming than the one he stood in now. Setting his quill off again, Prometheus watched as the room was copied inch for inch, onto the parchment. It was a perfect record, the drawn distance was the exact scale of the real distance from the bench to the accused chair. Even the chains of the chair were recorded.

Waving his wand, Prometheus declared, "Homenum Revelio," before flicking his wand and adding "SpeRevelio."

Dorian raised an eyebrow at the flippancy of Prometheus' joke, at least given the situation they were handling. But he imagined gallows humor was jsut as good as regular, even if he was still not very apt to use it. "It's possible," he said dryly. As far as he remembered, that Muggle movie was way beyond their time, however, so it was obviously not his owl if it had influenced the writers. But then they'd stepped into Courtroom ten, and he leaned against one of the walls as his partner started working. "Neither have I," he replied to the pensive muttering. Words echoed a bit down here, so it was impossible to keep things to yourself.

He let his grey eyes scan everything as Prometheus did his drawing, and then copied the spells he'd cast in the hallway. And a slight clearing of the throat met the results. Only echoes, it seemed. That was good, but he had a feeling the quietness down here wouldn't last. Flicking his wand in a quick movement, he silently cast a charm that would make a loud noise if anyone dark tried to pass through the doors on their own, loud enough for the upper levels to hear. Obviously there would need to be a loophole, or the next time they scheduled a trial everyone's eardrums would burst. But nefarious deeds wouldnt occur while anyone from MLES was down here, as they were all ready to handle the situation, Now, at least. And that way Prometheus' owl wouldn't overextend itself in the surveiilance.

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SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,284 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Barrington Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nico Diggory-Keighley Hufflepuff First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Noa LeCourt Gryffindor Fourth Year x5 x3	Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Quote: Originally Posted by PattyH. "Where do you think the Muggle's got the idea from?" Prometheus joked, as he stepped through the door into the collosal-ceilinged room that was the Courtroom. "I haven't been in here for months," he muttered pensively, as he through how the Italian courts he had been working in were so much more welcoming than the one he stood in now. Setting his quill off again, Prometheus watched as the room was copied inch for inch, onto the parchment. It was a perfect record, the drawn distance was the exact scale of the real distance from the bench to the accused chair. Even the chains of the chair were recorded. Waving his wand, Prometheus declared, "Homenum Revelio," before flicking his wand and adding "SpeRevelio." Dorian raised an eyebrow at the flippancy of Prometheus' joke, at least given the situation they were handling. But he imagined gallows humor was jsut as good as regular, even if he was still not very apt to use it. "It's possible," he said dryly. As far as he remembered, that Muggle movie was way beyond their time, however, so it was obviously not his owl if it had influenced the writers. But then they'd stepped into Courtroom ten, and he leaned against one of the walls as his partner started working. "Neither have I," he replied to the pensive muttering. Words echoed a bit down here, so it was impossible to keep things to yourself. He let his grey eyes scan everything as Prometheus did his drawing, and then copied the spells he'd cast in the hallway. And a slight clearing of the throat met the results. Only echoes, it seemed. That was good, but he had a feeling the quietness down here wouldn't last. Flicking his wand in a quick movement, he silently cast a charm that would make a loud noise if anyone dark tried to pass through the doors on their own, loud enough for the upper levels to hear. Obviously there would need to be a loophole, or the next time they scheduled a trial everyone's eardrums would burst. But nefarious deeds wouldnt occur while anyone from MLES was down here, as they were all ready to handle the situation, Now, at least. And that way Prometheus' owl wouldn't overextend itself in the surveiilance. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥