03-15-2014, 12:19 AM
Harry was as relaxed as he'd ever been since he'd shown up to this Omniverse. He'd finished his beer and even had time to settle down for a nap. The plush chairs of the Worry Room were perfect for such a use, by design. This was the room that Wardens came to when they needed to fret over something, or stop fretting over something with the help of everyone's best friends; Captain Morgan and e@gg Jim Beam. As such, the decor was distinctly comfortable, and the chairs were grouped seemingly at random; in the real Halls, the Wardens were free to move them as needed to group up and drink together or brood alone in corners.
The peace went away as a sudden feeling, as though someone were prodding him in the shoulder, woke him. The wards around the door had allowed someone through, but that was expected. The fact that there were four people passing through the gates instead of one made him slightly more nervous.The armored woman and the two guards made three. Who was number four? Harry took up his staff and held his blasting rod in hand as he strode through the halls, memory guiding his steps as he approached the entryway, where the kid from earlier had joined the three he had expected to be here.
Harry struck his staff on the floor, readying Soulfire. The smell of woodsmoke permeated the air as flickers of crimson flame seemed to be chased out of the wood by the blue fires of his own soul. Remnants of that sorcerer's Hellfire, being cleaned out of his staff by the Soulfire. That really did bear looking into. Harry raised his voice across the large hall in the wake of the resounding echo, blue light filling the area around him. "Not that I don't trust everyone here, but from what I've seen this 'Omniverse' is Backstab Central. I'm more than happy to have a conversation just as soon as I know who I'm talking to. Particularly you two with the arm lasers. I'll even go first. My name is Harry Dresden, and I'm the only openly practicing wizard in Chicago. Ad's in the Yellow Pages and everything."
The peace went away as a sudden feeling, as though someone were prodding him in the shoulder, woke him. The wards around the door had allowed someone through, but that was expected. The fact that there were four people passing through the gates instead of one made him slightly more nervous.The armored woman and the two guards made three. Who was number four? Harry took up his staff and held his blasting rod in hand as he strode through the halls, memory guiding his steps as he approached the entryway, where the kid from earlier had joined the three he had expected to be here.
Harry struck his staff on the floor, readying Soulfire. The smell of woodsmoke permeated the air as flickers of crimson flame seemed to be chased out of the wood by the blue fires of his own soul. Remnants of that sorcerer's Hellfire, being cleaned out of his staff by the Soulfire. That really did bear looking into. Harry raised his voice across the large hall in the wake of the resounding echo, blue light filling the area around him. "Not that I don't trust everyone here, but from what I've seen this 'Omniverse' is Backstab Central. I'm more than happy to have a conversation just as soon as I know who I'm talking to. Particularly you two with the arm lasers. I'll even go first. My name is Harry Dresden, and I'm the only openly practicing wizard in Chicago. Ad's in the Yellow Pages and everything."
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