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  Nigel has been replaced by Dawn, who alternates between ignoring and threatening him with being re-shackled if he as much as pokes a toe out of line, so he's been unable to do anythin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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10 p.m.

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*John arrives in the room.*

*He spots Paddy - presumably Frances brought him in, but he's barely had time to check his emails/texts to day what with the Hillsborough debate. He trusts Frances' judgement and just tries to go with it.*

Ah, Paddy, good to see you. I take it you're up to date with the situation? Handling it well, as per usual, as we would all expect, I see?

How is everything this evening?

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John, good to see you too.

I wouldn't say up to date, but Frances has told me the basics. Muddling through, though, muddling through.

*Paddy gives a quick recap of everything that's happened in the last couple of hours, conscious that Peter is almost certainly trying to catch every word.*

And since everybody knows I've a tin ear for magic, I thought I'd call in someone who can check for goings on.

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Well, that's all that matters at this time, I assume. You're not without tea or anything truly vital, I trust?

*John checks the wards - it's clear something has happened to them, but he can't quite be sure what it is.*

I'll get an expert in as soon as is possible to check over the security of the place.

*He turns back to Peter*

There isn't much else I should be made aware of, is there Peter?

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*Peter huffs and draws the covers over his head.*

What does everybody have against my attempts to sleep?

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*John ignored Peter's question in favour of asking his own*

Peter, what have you been doing to the wards?

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I haven't been doing anything to your blasted wards- how could I? With this collar on and the power of the Mace behind them, it would be like trying to bring down the Great Wall of China with a bowl of jelly.

All I want to do is set up my own sound barrier, so he can't wake me up every twenty minutes.

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*John is torn. The story seems plausible given he can't be sure of what exactly has been done to his protective charms. Then again, it's Peter's word against Paddy's...*

I am sure, Peter, if you manage to ignore whatever it is that Paddy is doing and do indeed go to sleep, then there may be a shaving kit waiting for you when you awake.

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*Peter seethes, he is not a child and John's being immensely patronising. On the other hand, John's also more likely to drop the matter and not investigate further, if Peter seems co-operative. Peter decides discretion is the better part of valour. He can make his views of John's treatment of him known, forcefully and at great length, once he has finally escaped this cell.*

Fine.

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*John turns away from Peter as the werewolf buries himself back under the covers.*

Paddy, if there is anything else, you know how to contact me. I do hope there won't be any more trouble.

*John says goodbye and leaves*