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[hellsbellsharry]

Who;  Harry Dresden hellsbellsharry , Misaki Asou godlessblossom , Also open to any employees  of Strife Delivery Service.
What;  Harry goes in for his first day of work.
Where;  Strife Delivery Service HQ
When; Backdated to Tuesday morning-ish. 10 am onwards it's open to anyone else.
Rating;  G.
Status;  Open, ongoing.

Comments

If you don't mind me pretending this isn't terribly late... |D;

[zerosuitjill]

It was nearing noon by the time Jill arrived at the Strife building, one of the notably later times that she'd come in. Her morning run and patrol aside, she'd raised the bar and taken on a few more duties lately: odd jobs here and there, everything from the usual monster tracking and disposal to less complex activities like chores or construction. Anything people needed a hand with, alive or dead, and it had come as a surprise just how much work she could find by simply asking around

I don't mind! ^^

[hellsbellsharry]

Harry had been scribbling away on a note pad when Jill entered. Looking up at the sound of the door, he stood and put a friendly smile on his face that shifted to curious at the sight of her weaponry.

Her body language was relaxed so she wasn't here for trouble but, hey, anyone who wants to get the jmp on another wouldn't broadcast it. He gripped his cane with it's little surprise and nodded to her statment.

"Yeah, let me guess, Jill or Clare? Because I know you're not Fenris. Not grouchy enough."

[zerosuitjill]

Although her eyes stayed on the man's face, her peripheral vision took in everything else: his stance, the cane, that shift in his attention. Her smile remained, but she crossed her arms casually. It was a gesture she'd found to be pretty effective at portraying non-lethal intentions.

"Jill," she offered with a nod. "Jill Valentine." She quickly racked her memory for the name Misaki had mentioned. "It's... Dresden, right?"

[hellsbellsharry]

He watched her body language shift. Hmm, he was guessing she was a cop. She certainly started to remind him of Murph.

"That's me. Harry Dresden." He gave her a smile. "Nice to meet you, Jill Valentine."

[zerosuitjill]

"Same here." That said, Jill glanced at the clipboard on the counter. "Any particular rushes today?" she inquired. She'd never minded socializing, but work was work and her priorities had remained solid regardless of everything.

[hellsbellsharry]

He shook his head. So far the day's been well... dead.

"Nope. Well... we had one customer." He ducked behind the desk and pulled up a wrapped package, it's information sticky taped to it's wrapping. "But that's it." He said limping to set it on the desk.

[zerosuitjill]

Jill caught sight of the limp, but her eyes didn't linger. If anything, it just sent a bitter reminder through her: she was lucky to have remained in one piece through everything that she had, but specifically her memory brought up a particularly unwanted feeling that wasn't gratitude as much as it was reluctant acknowledgment. If Wesker hadn't put her back together as well as he had after the fall, Jill would have been extremely lucky to have walked again. Assuming, of course, that she would even have survived the internal trauma.

Turning her attention to the parcel, she nodded as she scanned the writing taped to it. "Dead day, then?" she asked, and shot him a casual smile. "Not bad for your first day, at least."

[hellsbellsharry]

He tried not to pay too much attention to the emotions flickering over her face. Tried. Clearing his throat, Harry leaned against the desk with a wince and sighed.

"Ceah, can't complain really. Could be so much worse."

[zerosuitjill]

Jill could definitely agree with that -- which she did with a knowing nod. "Tell me about it."

She quickly glanced towards where she guessed to be the source of the guy's discomfort, frowning just slightly. "New wound?"

[hellsbellsharry]

"Well I could but that would take a really long time... And I'm not up to explaining to people that yes, I am a wizard, no I'm not kidding and no there are no Hobbits." He says as he sinks down onto his chair with a grunt.

"Yeah, got it rescuing someone called Voodoo. Should be fine soon though."

[zerosuitjill]

Jill raised her eyebrows at that first bit, but the latter half caught her attention more fully. "So you were also part of the rescue effort..." She glanced down, frowning slightly. "Has someone looked at it? We have some good healers."

[hellsbellsharry]

"Yeap. Diving into danger, that's what I do." He glances at his leg and back at her. "Sephiroth already did what he could..." he shrugs. "I don't mind really."

[zerosuitjill]

Jill gave a small smile, respecting his disregard and not pressing. "I didn't think wizards were necessarily the adventuring type."

Entirely serious, she looked at him and asked, "Is that like a mage, then?" She was learning otherworldly terms as she met them. No harm in asking outright.

[hellsbellsharry]

"Not so much adventuring as not following the Tao of Peter Parker. I have power I can use to help people, it's my duty to help them." He shrugs though.

"Ah... well... Wizard's a title denoting a high level of skill and ability in regards to magic. So.... no. Not a mage."

[zerosuitjill]

"Ah." Something of a supernatural vigilante, then? Nothing Jill would -- or could -- criticize.

She gave a half-shrug herself. "I'm still learning my way around the culture mash here. There's nothing like magic back where I'm from."

[hellsbellsharry]

Not so much vigilante.

Harry smiled. "That's ok, most of the people back home believes that too."