All is lost again, but I'm not giving in.

[wutaiwarhero]

Who; wutaiwarhero, to_rebel, hellsbellsharry, and eventually voodooing
What; It's time to rescue the stripper princess.
Where; Starting at the fountain at the Center of the Market
When; Wednesday, just after 11am
Rating; PG-13 (violence and random Ass-Kickery)
Status; Closed;;Ongoing

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[hellsbellsharry]

A lot could happen in thirty minutes. Life changing decisions could be made, friends can become enemies and Wizards could get ready for war.

Walking to the fountain, Harry couldn't say exactly what he looked like, , duster whispering around his ankles, pentacle amulet in clear sight, his staff thumping against the ground. He was as ready as he was going to be in the time he had, equipped up. Force rings on his right hand, shield braclet of his left. His .44 was a comforting wieght in his pocket, the blasting rod against his hip and equally satisfying reminder and the weight against his back... The slim bamboo cane he hoped would be the ace up his sleeve... if he could find someone to weild it.

Harry arrived in time, his face a stern mask, a different man than he was before. Sure he was scared as all hell, but that didn't mean Sephiroth had to know. Sighting the Silver haired man, he moved to meet him, giving a small nod.

"Howdy FearlessLeader."

[to_rebel]

The decision to leave the fates of Bobby and Gabriel to others and help Sephiroth go after Voodoo was not an easy one. Castiel had been pulled in too many different directions this time, his focus too divided, to be any good to anyone. He'd been pushed toward Voodoo and his decision made that much easier when it was revealed that Balthazar was joining the party. (And, honestly, after revealing what he had to Dean, he wasn't intent on speaking to him. Not yet.)

It was with a rush of air and the quiet thump of muted wingbeats that Castiel arrived at the fountain, gaze drawn immediately toward the stranger. He looked ready to fight, but Castiel knew far better than most that looks good be deceiving. He, after all, looked unarmed. (This time, he'd added one of Dean's guns -- the same one Dean had left him in that motel what seemed so long ago now -- under his coat.) He offered Sephiroth a nod, before once again appraising the stranger.

He was ready.

[wutaiwarhero]

His only response to Harry's less than ceremonious greeting was met with nothing but an acknowledging nod. Nor was he surprised at Castiel's entrance, but he was pleased they'd all arrived on time. They had none to spare. Every moment that passed was one that put Priscilla farther from them, and there was no way of knowing how long the clarity of vision, or the lack of monstrous opposition, would hold.

He took quick stock of the two of them. Harry Dresden made less pretense with his weaponry than Castiel did, a fact for which he couldn't find complaint or protest. He certainly looked the part of a warrior. He nodded to each in turn. "Castiel, Harry Dresden. Harry, Castiel." That being done, a quick run-down of strategy could commence.

"Castiel has experience with the Labyrinth, and has found the Carnival more than once." He looked to his friend. "You will lead." And then he turned to Harry. "Do your spells require time?"

[hellsbellsharry]

For Harrys part, he was staring at Castiel.
His entry was impressive but that humm of power that accompanied it. He knew that power, what it felt like and what it meant. The cane at his back and the sword concealed within seemed to virbate for a moment, as if in answer.

"You're an Angel." He said, before ducking his head in a nod. "Nice to ah meet you."

He shook his head at Sephiroths question.
"No, I'm good to go. Some of the larger bits of conjuring will take a few second slonger but that's it. But I have something here I think might help us a bit." With that he shrugged the ordinary looking bamboo cane from it's place on his back and held it out to Castiel.

"This is Fidelacchius. I'll let you guess why."

[ooc:Want a wiki Link or would you rather Harry explain the rules?]