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Post by finn kylie nottingham on Nov 9, 2021 21:31:57 GMT -7
August 8th, 2026
Saturday night graveyard shift. Things had cooled off immensely since the Hogwarts incident in May. Thankfully. Finn felt like there wasn’t too much left for her to do in regards to her original task as a MACUSA auror assisting in the capture of Azkaban breakouts and other high-priority targets, but here she was still. Sticking on as one of the few remaining Americans felt strange. Even her first goal upon arriving in London, after getting Ouroboros off the ground, was done and dead. For the first time in years she actually felt bored. It wasn’t the same type of boredom that had eaten away at her so much that she quit her job and left New York City for here. To her it was a normal boring, and it wasn’t begging her to find anything crazy to do for once in her life. She was sort of tapped out in that regard. Doing vigilante work then dating a real life prince, following it up by going on manhunts, and capping it all off with search and rescue inside of a burning castle. Two years of jam-packed action and new experiences. Now she was finally starting to understand what it meant to have things be slow and regular. Even during the quieter months in New York it was never like this.
The weekend night shifts had a different feeling. With the majority of the Ministry offices and departments being devoid of life during these hours, she often found herself wandering the halls. If anyone asked, she was just patrolling. The addition of the magical phones meant she could be anywhere within the vicinity and receive a call if she was needed, meaning long gone were the days of being stuck at her desk waiting for owls to show up and tell her where to go. It was so much easier.
Unfortunately for her though, tonight she was stuck at her desk. The other couple of aurors on with her had gone to grab food for all of them, meaning she needed to be there if a call came into the office. As most of the other MACUSA team had left and headed home over the last few months, mostly in preparation to get Ilvermorny ready for the influx of Hogwarts students now (and how ironic was that?), her desk had recently been moved back in with the Ministry crowd. Previously she had been shoved into a corner with her gang, which was sort of awesome but led to weird turf wars. It was all in good fun, but with it gone now, she was so damn bored. Legs kicked up on her desk and trying to blink away the encroaching sleepiness, she started to hum to herself. Eventually food was going to be here…
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