A Wizard must of done it... [OPEN]

[not_that_harry]

Characters:  Harry Dresden and the crew of the Winding Way
Content: Harry starts his investigation into who planted the bombs on the ship.
Setting: All over the place, starting with the main deck
Time: Soon after the Winding Way takes off
Warnings: Paraniod grumping

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[smilin_through]

Oh, she knew she ought to keep that cat locked up in her room, he was too hyperactive to have running around the place. But she couldn't bring herself to leave him on his own, so Tohru found herself chasing Dandelion around the ship again.
Concentrating completely on the near-blur of orange fur speeding across the deck, she didn't even notice Harry until she was almost on top of him. And when she did see him, all it achieved was to distract her enough that she tripped over the rope his bag was sitting on, sending both it and herself flying to the deck.
"Oww."
She sat up, looking, rather panicked, at Harry. "I'm sorry, Mr Dresden! I'm really sorry! Was there anything fragile in there?!"

[not_that_harry]

The running kitten and girl nearly scared Harry to an early grave. As Tohru went spilling Harry had spun around, his kinetic ring already glowing and ready to go. But once he saw who had startled him the hand was down just as quick. He snorted, offering her a hand up.

“Tohru, right?” He said, hauling her to her feet before picking up his bag. “It's... nothing. Don't worry about it kid.” He opened the bag and glanced inside. His hand disappeared in and pulled out a handful of shattered chalk of various colors.

“Aww... hell.” He muttered, his mouth in a tight lipped frown.

[smilin_through]

Tohru accepted Harry's hand up with a grateful, if rather sheepish, smile, brushing dirt off her dress as she stood up.

Standing awkwardly on the deck with her freshly-scraped knees, she looked even more deserving than usual of that "kid". Her inadvertant impression of a five-year-old was only accentuated by the almost comical level of her shamefaced apologeticness as she registered Harry's crushed chalks.
"Oh, no...I'm really sorry, Mr Dresden, I didn't mean to break them! I'm sorry!"

Sometimes it seemed like all she managed to do was cause trouble for people. She bit her lip as Harry frowned at his handful of broken chalk. I'm such a screwup...

[not_that_harry]

Harry chuckled, putting all but a few of the large peices of chalk back into his bag.

"It's alright, honestly. It's just chalk. None of the more dangerous stuff was hurt. It's all good." He smiled, pondering. Bob had been saying he needed to be more friendly with the other crewmen. He had been staying in his room for the most part, except when Kurt needed him at the helm.

"How about this: You can make it up to me by giving me a hand with someting. Sound good?"