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Who: Harry and anybody
Status: Open
Style: Paragraph, past tense
Where: Himorogi
When: Week 25, Day 3
Rating: PG probably
Warnings: Some swearing on Harry's part. Will be edited if there is more later.
Summary: Harry takes the lovely one way (mostly) trip to Kannagara and isn't so sure what to make of it.
Harry glanced around nervously, taking in the sudden change in scenery. His talents as a private investigator told him this wasn’t home. Well, duh. There was just no way. Trees don’t just spring up in the middle of the city unless the Summer Court has something to do with it. He’d seen that happen before, so he knew it was possible. Still, that wasn’t what had happened this time. He was sure of it. The skyscrapers would still be around if it had. And they weren’t. At all. Besides, it felt too pure to be the work of the faeries. Though… there was an undertone of something else. Too bad he couldn’t put his finger on exactly what it was.
“Toto, I don’t think we’re in Chicago anymore.”
He couldn’t help grinning considering how ridiculous this situation really was. Thankfully he’d been in worse, since no one had attempted to chop off his head or come after him with a band of screaming zombies this time. However, there was that awful feeling in the pit of his stomach that he’d just walked into something he probably wouldn’t like. That churning gut feeling that made his mind scream, “Man, you’re screwed Dresden.” Well then, if that was the case he’d just have to tell his mind to shut it by making light of the situation.
“Heh. I’ve now mastered teleportation! Booya, physics! I have defeated thee!”
Alright, enough of the wiseass comments. No wizard could beat physics. He knew that. It wasn’t possible. That was one of the first things you learn in the wizarding business minus the laws of magic. Teleportation? Yeah, impossible… at least for mortals. Mab and the other faerie queens could randomly disappear and reappear at will, but not wizards.
Well, crap. That was a bad thought. That meant someone, or something, a hell of a lot more powerful than him did this. Meaning whoever, or whatever, that was wanted something from him. And those somethings always became way bigger than they initially seemed.
“Hell’s bells. What have I gotten myself into? Why can’t any mess I get into be just a small mess instead of a colossal shit fest?”
He shifted his left wrist so the shield bracelet was ready for use if he needed it. It always helped to be prepared. Plus, he’d like to stay in one piece as long as possible. No Dresden puzzles today. He continued rambling on aloud even though nobody was around to hear him.
"Honestly. I wish I had kept count of how many hit lists I’m on. I bet I’d win my way into the Genius Book of World Records. And I’ve just added one more too I’m betting. Unless this is just another to add onto the “Let’s Make Dresden’s Life Miserable” list. Gotta love my life.
Look on the bright side though and think of this as a vacation! Hurray, a vacation! I need one of those! Do I get any sunscreen? Maybe on of those lemonades with a straw and a neat little paper umbrella to stick in it? I could really go for one of those.”
He couldn’t help the extreme amount of sarcasm laced into his voice. Despite all of that, Harry knew he was likely in quite a bit of trouble. If he was already in trouble this early on, then things weren’t going to be any prettier later.