*Client. That's clear enough. Guard duty. A glorified bodyguard. Flicking open the folder with an index finger, he looks at the images within. The photograph barely moves but for the gentle up-and-down of the chest. The man's a vegetable. The words in the file swim--Sirius realizes just how tense he is just now and tries to breathe, but it doesn't make the words organize themselves into any kind of sensible order. He clears his throat.*
I'm--Sir, I'm not trying to be--is that really the best use of--not just me, but any man loyal to the Ministry in a time of war? Isn't there some place I can be more use?
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Date: 2011-11-23 04:57 am (UTC)I'm--Sir, I'm not trying to be--is that really the best use of--not just me, but any man loyal to the Ministry in a time of war? Isn't there some place I can be more use?