09-05-2014, 08:36 PM
Harry didn't trust any vehicle he could summon, with his emotions running on the passionate side, and reaching for a winged mount like the one he'd had in Camelot had caused a violent bit of feedback, which made it a no-go. The wizard didn't want to waste any more time than he already had trying to figure out what he could summon, so he took the direct route; he ran.
Harry's no Olympic sprinter, but he's pretty fast. He practices running, and regularly. His long legs help. So does the Winter Knight's Mantle. He didn't tap into the full strength of the Winter inside him, but part of it was constantly present. It didn't do much, but what it did do was let him keep up a good pace for a nice, long while. The fountain loomed in the middle distance, quickly looming larger and larger. Today it was a large stone number, several stories high, as opposed to what it had been when he appeared there.
After several minutes of running, Harry's feet hit the cobblestones around the Fountain, and he slowed, catching his breath and reaching down into the fountain to scoop up a drink of water. It wasn't the most sanitary thing, but he was thirsty. He'd managed to get two handfuls into his mouth before the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, instincts screaming at him that someone else was there.
When Harry's instincts yelled like that, he listened. He whirled, blasting rod appearing from the depths of his duster as though by magic, staff held in his left hand, shield bracelet shaken out and at the ready. He faced nothing but the white expanse of the Nexus. He slowly pivoted, trying to get a fix on whoever else was close by. "Hell's bells, I don't have time for this."
Harry's no Olympic sprinter, but he's pretty fast. He practices running, and regularly. His long legs help. So does the Winter Knight's Mantle. He didn't tap into the full strength of the Winter inside him, but part of it was constantly present. It didn't do much, but what it did do was let him keep up a good pace for a nice, long while. The fountain loomed in the middle distance, quickly looming larger and larger. Today it was a large stone number, several stories high, as opposed to what it had been when he appeared there.
After several minutes of running, Harry's feet hit the cobblestones around the Fountain, and he slowed, catching his breath and reaching down into the fountain to scoop up a drink of water. It wasn't the most sanitary thing, but he was thirsty. He'd managed to get two handfuls into his mouth before the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, instincts screaming at him that someone else was there.
When Harry's instincts yelled like that, he listened. He whirled, blasting rod appearing from the depths of his duster as though by magic, staff held in his left hand, shield bracelet shaken out and at the ready. He faced nothing but the white expanse of the Nexus. He slowly pivoted, trying to get a fix on whoever else was close by. "Hell's bells, I don't have time for this."
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