12th September, 10 am, Prison Cell

[therealpm]

*Peter is bored.  Very bored.  Nigel has been replaced by Dawn, who alternates between ignoring and threatening him with being re-shackled if he as much as pokes a toe out of line, so he's been unable to do anythin other than read through a seemingly endles series of briefings which, whilst preferable to having no connection to the power of a ministerial role, do tend to blur into a neverending screed of civil service speak.*

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[therealpm.livejournal.com]

*Peter jumps at the sound and bites back curses as another loophole slips closed.*

Will you not just let me sleep, Ashdown?

[paddythebamf.livejournal.com]

Sleep, yes. Plot silently in the darkness, not so much.

Text to 078######## Suggest you come and check on our hairy friend. Not sure why he's being shifty this time but suspect it's more your department than mine.

[paddythebamf.livejournal.com]

Text to 078######## And for pity's sake tell him he can shave! The sulking is getting unbearable.

If it's any consolation, Peter, I'll bring you a waxing kit instead of the razors tomorrow. My granddaughter tells me they're the best thing for hair removal.

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

*Concentration on the spells entirely shattered, Peter snaps back*

I'm not and it isn't.