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Umbridge's Office, Late Thursday Night
Aug. 16th, 2007 10:29 pmA figure dressed in black, and wearing a balaclava and black goggles picked the lock of Umbridge's office with practiced ease.
"You'd think she'd have a magic lock on this thing by now." He shook his head. "Arrogance." When the door was unlocked, he waved to his companion, and picked up a paint can.
[ooc: for my partner in crime. Umbridge's office is being painted blue. NFB naturally. Prank is being done with Inquisition Approval]
"You'd think she'd have a magic lock on this thing by now." He shook his head. "Arrogance." When the door was unlocked, he waved to his companion, and picked up a paint can.
[ooc: for my partner in crime. Umbridge's office is being painted blue. NFB naturally. Prank is being done with Inquisition Approval]
