After arriving in a new apartment and finding himself without enough information, he had spent some time reading the network, and checking out what he could learn that way. It had been revealing, and he was quite ready to curse his luck. Here he was again in a weird place and a weird set of rules, with no idea why, really.
How many worlds was this? At least he was in his right body now. Lumbering down the sidewalk, all 6'9" of him, he had his long coat on, his blasting rod and staff concealed inside as always. And he was very glad he had fallen asleep in the hospital cluthing his bundle of items. Otherwise, this would be awkward.
Still and all, he was glancing around and looking as confused as a new person might be.
***
02. Demonic Presences
And then there were demons. Harry had just been trying to check out the options in a communications store, where some of the different items were very cool, when three demons had chased a woman and her child into the store. He had been peering at the large tablet-like device in his hands when they came in and he swore as he dropped it into the hands of the storekeeper. "Hide."
Harry didn't so much react as explode into action, his coat billowing outward as his hands came up, blasting rod in one hand, staff in the other. words fell from his lips as he dashed forward, sliding into the space between demons and innocents, eyes blazing.
Cold flowed from him sudden-like, and as he spoke aloud, ice daggers leaped from his staff and slammed into the first-most oncoming threat.
Still, there were others. A little help would probably come in handy.
***
03. Party Hard: Harry was getting too used to hobnobbing with weird people and societies, and so he was dressed up. Which for him, meant his coat was pressed, and he wore a white mantle, one streaked with black and with stars on the shoulders. Under that, however, he was wearing blue jeans and a t-shirt that denounced 'The Man'. He had been invited to this suddenly announced party, and had come against his better judgment.
As he wandered, he kept his eyes open for those who looked both better and worse than the rest. He was wary, and confused, and waiting for the shoe to drop. Still, there was free ale and free fries, and he was indulging in some of each as he wandered.
***
07. Network:
[ Video ]
[ The video popped on and showed a man leaning on a staff that is wrapped in steel bands and carved with runes along its entire length. He stared at the camera and hmms, before speaking. ]
Hello, City. Is anyone able to recommend a good record store? And a good herb shop? This place is about as comfortable to find my way around as a minefield.
[ He offered a half-smile as he nodded. He was wary of this, and glad it was, so far, behaving with his powers. If it didn't that would be... unfortunate. ]
Also, why are there so many demons running around here? It seems like the kind of thing one would want to stop.
[ He waved a hand, then. ]
Still, seems like a peaceful place, otherwise. So what weird shit happens in this world? What's the catch of this damn place?
Harry Dresden CRAU | Dresden Files books | OTA
After arriving in a new apartment and finding himself without enough information, he had spent some time reading the network, and checking out what he could learn that way. It had been revealing, and he was quite ready to curse his luck. Here he was again in a weird place and a weird set of rules, with no idea why, really.
How many worlds was this? At least he was in his right body now. Lumbering down the sidewalk, all 6'9" of him, he had his long coat on, his blasting rod and staff concealed inside as always. And he was very glad he had fallen asleep in the hospital cluthing his bundle of items. Otherwise, this would be awkward.
Still and all, he was glancing around and looking as confused as a new person might be.
***
02. Demonic Presences
And then there were demons. Harry had just been trying to check out the options in a communications store, where some of the different items were very cool, when three demons had chased a woman and her child into the store. He had been peering at the large tablet-like device in his hands when they came in and he swore as he dropped it into the hands of the storekeeper. "Hide."
Harry didn't so much react as explode into action, his coat billowing outward as his hands came up, blasting rod in one hand, staff in the other. words fell from his lips as he dashed forward, sliding into the space between demons and innocents, eyes blazing.
Cold flowed from him sudden-like, and as he spoke aloud, ice daggers leaped from his staff and slammed into the first-most oncoming threat.
Still, there were others. A little help would probably come in handy.
***
03. Party Hard: Harry was getting too used to hobnobbing with weird people and societies, and so he was dressed up. Which for him, meant his coat was pressed, and he wore a white mantle, one streaked with black and with stars on the shoulders. Under that, however, he was wearing blue jeans and a t-shirt that denounced 'The Man'. He had been invited to this suddenly announced party, and had come against his better judgment.
As he wandered, he kept his eyes open for those who looked both better and worse than the rest. He was wary, and confused, and waiting for the shoe to drop. Still, there was free ale and free fries, and he was indulging in some of each as he wandered.
***
07. Network:
[ Video ]
[ The video popped on and showed a man leaning on a staff that is wrapped in steel bands and carved with runes along its entire length. He stared at the camera and hmms, before speaking. ]
Hello, City. Is anyone able to recommend a good record store? And a good herb shop? This place is about as comfortable to find my way around as a minefield.
[ He offered a half-smile as he nodded. He was wary of this, and glad it was, so far, behaving with his powers. If it didn't that would be... unfortunate. ]
Also, why are there so many demons running around here? It seems like the kind of thing one would want to stop.
[ He waved a hand, then. ]
Still, seems like a peaceful place, otherwise. So what weird shit happens in this world? What's the catch of this damn place?