Jay Patil

( Application for Jay Patil )

[Warded to Friends, Minus Gemma]

ATTENTION WIZARDING WORLD:

GEMMA AND I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT!

We're NOT moving to EGYPT!

I'm not sure what's going on - did someone slip something in her morning vitamin shake at work or something? She's got this intense desire to go out and to some crazy shite all the sudden, and every suggestion I make (that are completely mental, like dodging flaying curses and tickling manticores) in an attempt to snap her out of it seems to only get her more excited and interested in going to Egypt.

Help?

[End Ward]

[Warded to Gemma]

We need to move.

[End Ward]

[Warded to Alex, Iwan, Edgar, Joel, Sturgis, and Aaron]

Tell me I'm not being an idiot if I'm considering packing up Gemma and getting the fuck out of Britain for a little while. I hear Egypt's nice this time of year. I can get a transfer. I constantly worry that she's in danger just because of how she was born, which is stupid. I'm seriously close to losing my shite every time the wireless switches over to some hijacked broadcast or a new edition of the Prophet comes out. I keep expecting to hear someone I care about got hurt or worse.

I'm scared, mates. Plain and simple. Ed, Alex, Sturgis? You guys have some serious guts doing your job.

[End Ward]

[Warded to Iwan, Sturgis, Alex, and now including Kent and Caleb!]

Drinks tonight, don't forget. It's Celebrate an Auror night and Alex kinda counts. Get thine arse down to the Hog's Head and first round's on me. Second's on whoever finishes their drink last. And so on until we're all so pissed the grouchy bartender has to have us carried home.

See you all soon!

[End Ward]

[Warded to Alex, Sturgis, and Iwan]

Celebratory drink for the victorious Auror. Shut up if you didn't actually do anything, you're still an Auror and someone I know. Accept on behalf of your department - otherwise it goes to the Hitwizard and you've seen what he's like after a few drinks. After one, you can switch to girly juices or whatever. We also haven't had a guy's night in ages. AGES. At least one age.

Therefore it's a moral imperative. I'm also going stircrazy. There's something up at work, I'll have to check with Aaron, he's been around longer and might have a clue. But it's making me antsy. Therefore, drinks!

[End Ward]

[Warded to Aaron]

Okay, there's either a promotion coming for someone or a field job coming. That's the only thing I can think of. You've been here longer. Maybe they're promoting you and sending me to Egypt for a bit. Or vice versa. Or just one of those. Talk to me, Old Man River. Tell me your secrets.

[End Ward]

I think all my guy friends are in committed relationships now. Is this what growing up feels like?

[Warded to Gemma]

For your birthday, I'm taking you out for dinner and some dancing. But first I'm taking you lingerie shopping - who says there's no such thing as gifts that give back?

[End Ward]

My mates are hip and with it. Also, there may have been drinks involved.

( Wave your wands! )

Points if you know who these tossers are.

[Warded to Alex]

You, me, shiteload of booze, no questions asked. Sound good?

[End Ward]

[Warded to Portia Dawlish, Alessandra Esposito, Nathaniel and Ashley Ketteridge, Alastor Moody, Cormac O'Connor, and Gideon Prewett]

Hey, most of you don't know me. Well, you probably know my dad, or have heard of him. Or I'm friends with someone you know or someone in your family. Anyway, I'm not trying to push references. I heard all your names on that broadcast yesterday and while I'm not a trained Auror or anything, I know, but what I am is a bloody good Curse Breaker. Some good friends of mine got terrorised a bit last night and talking to Viola got me thinking -- maybe I can do some good. I'm married to a Muggleborn witch myself and I'd do anything to keep her safe. It stands to reason I can try to do the same for others.

It's probably not much in the grand scheme of things, but I've seen some defensive curses and charms that'd make your toenails curl. Sometimes literally. I'd be more than happy to drop by sometime to help reinforce your wards and put in some defenses that'll even make a goblin or house elf think twice if you'd like.

Anyway. Hope you're all well. I'm gonna go find my wife and try to give her an enjoyable evening in spite of yesterday. Stay safe!

[End Ward]

[Warded to Alex and Iwan]

Okay, gents. Tomorrow is the day before Valentine's. Otherwise known as Last Minute Miracle Day. I propose we all make excuses to be scarce and go get some drinks so that our women (I'm including you, Alex, since you're.. I'm not even sure who you're with right now, honestly) can think we've forgotten to get them gifts for Valentine's and are rushing to get things lined up. A GOOD reason to be out, really.

Same vein, if any of us HAVE forgotten, we can work together like a honed Quidditch team to rescue whichever of us are in the most danger. We on?

[End Ward]

[Warded to the Recent Party Goers]

Someone's feathered friend ran a-fowl of a trap I left for him at the party. If you'd like your friend back, send one dozen creme pies (and one unused rubber nose) to Gringotts Bank, care of Jay Patil.

[End Ward]

[Warded to the 75s and Friends]

Party's still on for the 4th, we can drink away troubles in each other's company. I've owled you all directions to the castle along with a little token you'll need to get it. And by token, I mean a Silly Hat. So if an owl has shown up with package containing an odd hat and you haven't read the card yet, this is me giving an explanation.

If you have a better silly hat, then by all means. But this party is Silly Hats required. I expect everyone to top Sturgis, since he'll be late anyway.

For motivation, Gemma already has her hat ready to go. You have to try and do better:

[End Ward]

Sed quis custodiet ipsos custodes?

[Warded to Friends]

So, I said something about a party yesterday, which was then drowned out by exclamations about that stupid Death Eater propaganda. Which leads to just one more reason we need to put it out of our minds for a few hours and try to just have a good time.

I'm thinking the 4th. Got this little castle out in the English countryside for it and everything. Reminds me! Aaron! After shifts, you're going to help me charm and curse the place a bit to liven up the party. Plus it'll give you something distracting to do. Bring Myron, he can guinea pig a few things.

[End Ward]

[Warded to Gemma]

Schubb's playing with his camera again. Snagged this for you.

[End Ward]

I'm pretty sure it's brighter outside today than it was yesterday. Oh wait, I actually got to go outside during the daytime today. Thanks for the errand, Gringotts!

[Warded to the 75s]

I'm going to throw a party. You lot should all make it, it'll be like old times. I've managed to get a castle and everything. Lots of curses and charms in place to make it interesting. Terrortours, eat your heart out.

[End Ward]

[ooc | This is Jay's Group Ward! It includes everyone who finished Hogwarts in 1975, like himself, that isn't an obnoxious Purist. It also includes spouses/partners/significant others of those said people. To keep things simple.]

[Warded to Friends]

So I want to throw a party. We can all think of plenty of reasons why we could all use some time with friends to just knock back and enjoy ourselves for a few hours, so pick something you like best and just bloody run with it.

I pulled some strings using the ol' family name and I've borrowed a once-cursed castle. I'm doing up a few tricks to make the party lively and interesting. I'm thinking next weekend? Not this one, kind of short notice. But next?

[End Ward]

Warded to Friends

I'm headed up to St. Mungo's with a change of clothes and a few small items for Gemma. I'm going to assume she's probably already messaged some of you and asked you to keep me from doing anything stupid, so I'm just going to save you the trouble. I'm not planning to doing anything stupid.

End Ward

You could have killed my wife, you sons of bitc My heart goes out to the families of the people killed in the senseless attack tonight.