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[bestkindofcrazy]

[This time, the feed is much less staticky, and opens on Harry sitting on the couch at his apartment with his feet up, looking slightly less dead.]Soooo. Hey. Guess this thing and me didn't get off to such a great start, so let's try again. Now I've got some sleep and a working comm, thanks to Ted. So. The name's Harry Dresden, spelled like the

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[daft_old_man]

[In the car zooming along with the window down. Well, Jack is zooming along, the Doctor is sticking his feet out the window]

Ted's a good fellow; I bought him a floaty pen.

So, welcome Harry Dresden. Do you know Zatanna? She's the magical one that doesn't wear a proper pair of trousers.

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[bestkindofcrazy]

Yep, met her on arrival. And you're the crazy Brit who feeds fish Guiness. Good call there, by the way.

[daft_old_man]

[Sad face for a moment]

Poor Rory the Fish. May he rest in peace.

[Bright smile]

Well, since you know about my deeds I feel as though I should introduce myself properly.

I'm the Doctor.

[bestkindofcrazy]

I'm sure he will, bub, he was a fish. I'm gonna guess he wasn't capable of the complex thought processes for anything other than peace.

[Returns the Doctor's smile with a slightly more sardonic one]

Just The Doctor? Ok then, The Doctor, good to see you and your friend got out of jail ok.

[daft_old_man]

Just the Doctor.

Oh, Jack's been in plenty of prison's; no need to worry about us.

[bestkindofcrazy]

I got that kind of impression, yeah. I've been in plenty too, doesn't mean I welcome it. Probably want to try not making a habit of it.

[daft_old_man]

Well, it's better than the last prison I was in.

So, Mr. Dresden, what sort of profession does a wizard have aside from the stage?

[bestkindofcrazy]

Always a sign you live in interesting times.

Stage is magicians. I'm a wizard. Flickum blicus.

[A small flickering flame appears in the palm of his gloved hand. He waves it in front of the camera before snuffing it out]

I do odd-jobs. Mostly PI stuff. Finding lost things, tracking bad guys, shooting the occasional horror from the other side between the glowing eyes, that kind of thing.

[daft_old_man]

So, you're the violent sort then.

[bestkindofcrazy]

I'd love to say no, but that'd probably be a lie. I do what I need to do to protect people.

[daft_old_man]

Helping those by destroying others?

[bestkindofcrazy]

[Ouch. Low blow, Doctor, given that he's still reeling from the amount of destruction he had to deal to get his little girl back]

Sorry, yeah. Next time a ravening hellhound's trying to tear my throat out I'll just tell it to heel, right?

[daft_old_man]

[and this all comes from the man who killed his entire race]

Have you attempted to speak with one?

[bestkindofcrazy]

Yeah. It tried to tear my throat out.

[daft_old_man]

Yes. Well.

I just hope you always try before bringing out the violence.

[bestkindofcrazy]

Would I just go diving into a fight without trying the other options first?

[Yes, Harry. Yes you would]

Anyway, some of these things bring out the magical big guns. Talking's way easier than trying to fight.

Seriously, though. Talking's not always an option, so yeah, I've done a few things I'm not proud of. So sue me.