[Harry has found himself in the Southern area of the city, planted firmly into the sand right and oh-so-conveniently in the path of the water washing up onto the beach. He's too shell-shocked to notice how wet his clothes had become at first, and it takes a sudden wave of water finally reaching higher than his arse to wake him up from his daze. He
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[Terezi is always on the lookout for anything that smells interesting and alive, once she figured out that she wasn't the only person here. A new random human dragging something along? Something that smells like delicious chocolate brown? Worth a look.]
Hello.
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And this might sound odd, but there aren't any police or the like around, are there? [HE IS STILL A SELF-PROCLAIMED FUGITIVE ON THE RUN, AFTER ALL...also jeez he would like to use his magic to carry this stupid trunk.]
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Or they would be if she knew what the concept of police was. BUT WHEN SHE DOES.]
What are police?
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[Harry that hand gesture is not going to help you. He sighs. Welp. Maybe if she doesn't know then there aren't any. Or at least no magical ones...maybe...]
Okay, are there any laws against magic here, is what I'm trying to ask. [Sort of.]
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Oh no, have you committed a crime already?
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