Department of Magical Law Enforcement/Holding Cells

As you walk down the cold, cement floor, you see a row of individual holding cells. You hear sounds coming from some of them, indicating that people are being held here, but due to the thick metal doors, you can't see them. This is where the Ministry holds those waiting for trial, or to be moved to Azkaban. The cells are magic proof, and cannot be charmed, transfigured or otherwise altered by magic.

Ministry of Magic Holding Cells

Rules for high security prisoner visits

1. Max. one visitor at a time. Visitor must have a compelling, close connection to the prisoner.

2. Minimum two guards physically present in cell at all times during visit.

3. Visitor shall relinquish wand before visit commences, and at no point change form in any manner.

4. Visitor shall remain min. six feet from prisoner and attempt no physical contact, nor to pass anything to the prisoner.

5. Neither prisoner nor visitor shall employ any code or cant terms, any form of Legilimency or similar.

6. Guards will instantly terminate the interview at the suspicion of any of the above, without right of appeal.

Employees:

Holding Cells Supervisor: Open

Guard: Open

Captives:

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Roleplay

Octegan

Octavia Hamilton - Hogwarts Alumna • Intelligence Auror -"I'm a reckless mistake, I'm a cold night's intake, I'm a come on too strong." Message Me – 03:01, June 12, 2019 (UTC) It had been a little over two weeks since the events at the Precinct had occurred, and only now did Octavia have the opportunity to visit Regan at the holding cells. She hadn't even realized she was in here until just a few days ago. It was as frustrating as it was annoying. She didn't like the idea of Regan being charged with treason or anything execution-worthy. Limping her way into the holding area, she makes her way to Regan's cell, a bag with food in hand. "It's been a bit, hasn't it, beautiful?" she grins.

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 03:04, June 12, 2019 (UTC) Her eyes went wide when she saw Octavia. Relief, validation... hope. Several other emotions that she couldn't quite place. "Hi." She said dumbly, mostly out of shock. She figured either Octavia had written her off, or wasn't being allowed to see her... or something. It had been too long. Too much time had gone by for any other explanation. "You're limping."

Octavia Hamilton - Hogwarts Alumna • Intelligence Auror -"I'm a reckless mistake, I'm a cold night's intake, I'm a come on too strong." Message Me – 03:12, June 12, 2019 (UTC) "How observant. I also have bruised ribs - though better than being broken, like they were a few nights ago - and my hand is still pretty messed up. The riot did a number on it. I've been scheduled for PT, couple times a week," Octavia explains her injuries as she stops near the entrance. "How are you?"

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 03:15, June 12, 2019 (UTC) "When you've had nothing else to look at for almost three weeks solid?" she said, a little sullenly, "you notice even minute differences." She paused. "Bored. Nervous. Bored some more. Desperate for news. Bored." She shrugged. "You get the idea." She gestured to the bag. "What's in there?"

Octavia Hamilton - Hogwarts Alumna • Intelligence Auror -"I'm a reckless mistake, I'm a cold night's intake, I'm a come on too strong." Message Me – 03:20, June 12, 2019 (UTC) "Food! If the bloke by the corner bothers to open up the cell, anyways," She can't believe he's only doing it because he overheard her remark. Octavia rolls her eyes. She can't believe the people this department hires. Really. "I brought pasta. Healthier than junk food, but still tasty. Couple fizzy drinks, and juice. I wasn't sure what you liked most, so there's options. Sidestepping the officer, she slips into the cell and leaves the bag on the surface next to Regan. Octavia knows she can't stay inside the cell because of protocols, so she drops a quick kiss on her cheek before she makes a quick exit. "I actually don't even know if you like pasta. I could run out for some burgers if you don't."

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 03:23, June 12, 2019 (UTC) "I'll eat anything, are you kidding me?" she asks, digging into the food. Octavia would probably notice the clothes that Regan was wearing were dirty from three weeks of wear, and that they were a little looser than they normally would've fit.

Octavia Hamilton - Hogwarts Alumna • Intelligence Auror -"I'm a reckless mistake, I'm a cold night's intake, I'm a come on too strong." Message Me – 03:28, June 12, 2019 (UTC) She actually hadn't noticed until she sat down and properly looked at her. Huh. "Yeah, I can see. Are they even feeding you in here? I swear, I'm going to -" Octavia cuts herself off with an angry huff. "Have they even gotten you a new set of clothes? Come on, you aren't a killer. This is absurd."

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 03:32, June 12, 2019 (UTC) "I mean we get... food," Regan said between bites. "But it's not good and it's not a lot. My Dad brings stuff too... so I'm probably not as bad as some of the others in here, without... my connections." She feels guilty saying that. "But no. Why would they bring me clothes? I've contemplated asking Dad for some... but he already does enough and then I'd have to change... in here and..." she shook her head. "That's not worth it."

Octavia Hamilton - Hogwarts Alumna • Intelligence Auror -"I'm a reckless mistake, I'm a cold night's intake, I'm a come on too strong." Message Me – 22:39, June 13, 2019 (UTC) These aren't humane conditions, and it's got Octavia livid. There's a slight purse to her lips when Regan mentions her "connections". She knows she doesn't mean it maliciously, but a very small part of Octavia felt inclined to believe Regan could just be using her as a point of safety against the aurors in case something went sideways. "Well I'm here. I'm an auror. I can tell the guards to step out for a minute. I could... turn around," she suggests, shrugging a little. "Just a suggestion. It can't feel nice, those clothes."

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 22:49, June 13, 2019 (UTC) She looked at Octavia, bemused. "Octavia... what do I have to change into? This is all I have."

Octavia Hamilton - Hogwarts Alumna • Intelligence Auror -"I'm a reckless mistake, I'm a cold night's intake, I'm a come on too strong." Message Me – 22:54, June 13, 2019 (UTC) "I'd look for something, obviously," Octavia quirks an eyebrow. "Yours, mine, from here - probably from here, actually. It's only a matter of time they process you and formally charge you to make space in case something else happens. I don't think they'll let anyone bail you, or the others, out."

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – {{{time}}} She shook her head. "Dad already told me he'd have posted my bail if that were an option."

Octavia Hamilton - Hogwarts Alumna • Intelligence Auror -"I'm a reckless mistake, I'm a cold night's intake, I'm a come on too strong." Message Me – 23:04, June 13, 2019 (UTC) "Yeah... I'm sorry," she sighs.

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 23:18, June 13, 2019 (UTC) She sighed as well. "It's fine... the waiting and not knowing of everything is honestly the worst. I don't get why things didn't happen... faster. It seems that most everything else the administration enacted happened overnight. So the fact that this is moving much slower is... strange."

Octavia Hamilton - Hogwarts Alumna • Intelligence Auror -"I'm a reckless mistake, I'm a cold night's intake, I'm a come on too strong." Message Me – 22:03, June 18, 2019 (UTC) "They're making a show of being in power. This is all just one big move to appeal to the more traditional citizens, and - I guess a declaration that he won't go down any time soon," she shrugs. "It isn't out of character for him."

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 23:11, June 18, 2019 (UTC) She sighed, and took a few more bites of food. "Some second date, huh?" She said with a hint of a smile.

Octavia Hamilton - Hogwarts Alumna • Intelligence Auror -"I'm a reckless mistake, I'm a cold night's intake, I'm a come on too strong." Message Me – 23:42, June 20, 2019 (UTC) Octavia quirks an eyebrow, visibly surprised. The look melts away quickly, and a smile quickly overtakes her expression. "I wasn't aware we'd had our first," she tells her. "Usually I go all out on dates."

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 23:45, June 20, 2019 (UTC) She looked at Octavia. "Come on. You can't say that taking me to your favorite little hot chocolate hideaway, even if you got pulled away suddenly, was not a date."

Octavia Hamilton - Hogwarts Alumna • Intelligence Auror -"I'm a reckless mistake, I'm a cold night's intake, I'm a come on too strong." Message Me – 03:44, June 21, 2019 (UTC) "That was unplanned! I'd take you at least to the Louvre for our first official date. Second dates aren't relevant enough for that kind of grand gesture," she huffs. Some girlfriend she'd eventually be if she allowed that little outing, however cute and romantic it might have been, to be their first official date. "Then I'd have to wait until our first year anniversary or something."

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 11:06, June 21, 2019 (UTC) "Okay, how about this," Regan offered. "It was our first spontaneous date. Our first official date can be whenever I get out of here."

Octavia Hamilton - Hogwarts Alumna • Intelligence Auror -"I'm a reckless mistake, I'm a cold night's intake, I'm a come on too strong." Message Me – 23:05, June 22, 2019 (UTC) Octavia considers this for several moments, but ultimately finds it to be a good compromise. Slowly, she begins nodding. "Deal."

Octavia, Birgetto, and Ash

Game Master Send Me an Owl! - 15:06, June 1, 2019 (UTC) When Octavia, Ash, and their unintended passenger arrive at the Holding Cells, the situation is a bit of a mess. Octavia managed to arrive in one piece, but a significant chunk of Ash's leg is missing - absolutely reparable, but she'll need medical attention right away, and Birgetto, having been caught in the disapparation unintentionally, is missing most of the lower half of his body, and it's unlikely he will survive for much longer, even with quick medical action.

Ashlyn 'Ash' Brooke • Vintage Jukebox Manager 💀 Hufflepuff Alumni

The Filipino gave a groan as she slowly woke up, feeling a searing pain in her leg. She promptly fainted again. Gender Sexuality Zodiac Message me! Age Relationship Status MBTI Female Bisexual Libra 24:49 BST 01/06/19 22 Single ENFP “Evil beware, we have waffles.” ~Raven

Octavia Hamilton - Hogwarts Alumna • Intelligence Auror -"I'm a reckless mistake, I'm a cold night's intake, I'm a come on too strong." Message Me – 21:54, June 3, 2019 (UTC) An already frustrating situation swiftly turned even more frustrating as she caught onto everything that had happened. "Get a healer in here!" she roars at the nearby guards, right as she's bustling into movement. With her wand out, she tries salvaging Ash's leg and stopping Birgetto's bleeding, in quick succession. First Birgetto, then Ash. She, at the very least, aims to slow it down by using Vulnera Sanentur as many times as required. "Get me ditanny, or they won't survive!"

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Game Master Send Me an Owl! - 15:37, June 7, 2019 (UTC) The guards rush to fetch a healer, meanwhile Octavia's work on Birgetto makes some progress, but not enough or fast enough to save his life. Octavia's work on Ash is able to make a difference, as Ash's injury is less severe, but she should still see a healer. In a few short minutes - or long, depending on who's feeling it - the guards come back with a healer.

Game Master Send Me an Owl! - 18:29, June 12, 2019 (UTC) Birgetto's body is taken to the morgue in the Death Chamber and Ash is taken to St. Mungo's for treatment. Octavia returns to the riot. Ash, though she did have a guard from the Ministry stationed with her to ensure she did not escape, was able to escape anyway with the aid of healers.