11-19-2014, 10:02 AM
Harry didn't like having to wait so long for a horse, but a car would've broken down in his current state of mind. While he summoned, he didn't have any choice but to watch the fireworks. Samus' ship was giving the Stormtroopers hell, despite their superior numbers. Kind of like a Jedi. The horse finally resolved itself into being, saddle and all, and Harry scooped up his speaking stone and flung himself into the saddle. The bay was an exact replica of the horse that had been his responsibility to care for, and his privilege to ride, on Ebenezar's farm in the Ozarks. He firmly, but kindly, nudged her into a gallop, and was pleasantly surprised to see that she went a lot faster than he had expected.
"Samus! It's Harry. I didn't find that thing that attacked you, but I'm on my way to the gate to the Green now. I'll see what I can do about the Stormtroopers." He raced through the streets, having to take a less direct route than the ship and soon enough running up against a military cordon, manned by three Stormtroopers who obviously weren't expecting to see action in an obscure alley just like all the other alleys.
"Halt! Identify yourself."
In retrospect, Harry could have handled this better, but he got results. He slid off the horse and marched right up to the cordon, exchanging his communication device for his blasting rod and gripping his staff tighter in his left hand. The temperature seemed to drop a couple degrees as he advanced, causing the stormtroopers to raise their rifles at him. "I am Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden, the Winter Knight. One of my friends needs me, and so help me, this is a fight you won't win. It's also a fight I don't have time for, so get out of my way." The stormtroopers were highly trained, but they were Secondaries and this was a cramped alley with little in the way of cover besides some temporary structures. If they died, it was over. Their tactics reflected this as they stepped aside. Harry had no doubt that they'd be radioing ahead the second he left, but he swung himself back into the saddle and jumped the cordon, rushing even more than before.
The gate was, certainly enough, blocked off with a much larger force of Stormtroopers. The Knight's Mantle wanted what it always did; to tear, to rip, to kill. Harry had to remind himself that he wasn't allowed to kill with magic, unless it was self-defense. Of course, that didn't do much of anything for the large laser emplacements that were being set up. Harry dismounted his horse and led her behind a building before reemerging. The stormtroopers had taken notice of the wizard by then; he was pretty obvious. More rifles were pointed at him, and he called a shield in response. Samus's ship flew into view just over a nearby building, and the Empire troopers adjusted their large weapons' aim. Laser shots rebounded off a plane of shimmering force. He raised his voice high enough that his speaking stone would pick it up through his pocket. "Samus, there's about to be a fire blast. Don't shoot me."
The first volley of shots fired at Samus' ship before Harry could get the second spell together, going alongside his shield. He took a few laser shots in his leg and almost lost both spells, but it wasn't quite as bad as being shot with a gun. He raised his blasting rod, checking his aim to make sure there wasn't a stormtrooper in the direct line of fire. "Hey, Django ripoffs! You might want to stand back from those guns! "PYROFUEGO!"
The conflagration was impressive in scale, to say the least. As tall as a man and hot enough to burn blue and white, it melted the ends of the artillery like they were nothing, sending molten metal dripping down the guns. A couple Stormtroopers who had ignored him at the beginning hopped out of their places operating those guns really fast. He'd missed the main part of the guns on purpose, destroying just enough to render the oversized lasers inoperable. He ducked behind a building as the laser fire focused on him instead of Samus. "Samus, you've got a place to touch down here, if you do it fast enough."
"Samus! It's Harry. I didn't find that thing that attacked you, but I'm on my way to the gate to the Green now. I'll see what I can do about the Stormtroopers." He raced through the streets, having to take a less direct route than the ship and soon enough running up against a military cordon, manned by three Stormtroopers who obviously weren't expecting to see action in an obscure alley just like all the other alleys.
"Halt! Identify yourself."
In retrospect, Harry could have handled this better, but he got results. He slid off the horse and marched right up to the cordon, exchanging his communication device for his blasting rod and gripping his staff tighter in his left hand. The temperature seemed to drop a couple degrees as he advanced, causing the stormtroopers to raise their rifles at him. "I am Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden, the Winter Knight. One of my friends needs me, and so help me, this is a fight you won't win. It's also a fight I don't have time for, so get out of my way." The stormtroopers were highly trained, but they were Secondaries and this was a cramped alley with little in the way of cover besides some temporary structures. If they died, it was over. Their tactics reflected this as they stepped aside. Harry had no doubt that they'd be radioing ahead the second he left, but he swung himself back into the saddle and jumped the cordon, rushing even more than before.
The gate was, certainly enough, blocked off with a much larger force of Stormtroopers. The Knight's Mantle wanted what it always did; to tear, to rip, to kill. Harry had to remind himself that he wasn't allowed to kill with magic, unless it was self-defense. Of course, that didn't do much of anything for the large laser emplacements that were being set up. Harry dismounted his horse and led her behind a building before reemerging. The stormtroopers had taken notice of the wizard by then; he was pretty obvious. More rifles were pointed at him, and he called a shield in response. Samus's ship flew into view just over a nearby building, and the Empire troopers adjusted their large weapons' aim. Laser shots rebounded off a plane of shimmering force. He raised his voice high enough that his speaking stone would pick it up through his pocket. "Samus, there's about to be a fire blast. Don't shoot me."
The first volley of shots fired at Samus' ship before Harry could get the second spell together, going alongside his shield. He took a few laser shots in his leg and almost lost both spells, but it wasn't quite as bad as being shot with a gun. He raised his blasting rod, checking his aim to make sure there wasn't a stormtrooper in the direct line of fire. "Hey, Django ripoffs! You might want to stand back from those guns! "PYROFUEGO!"
The conflagration was impressive in scale, to say the least. As tall as a man and hot enough to burn blue and white, it melted the ends of the artillery like they were nothing, sending molten metal dripping down the guns. A couple Stormtroopers who had ignored him at the beginning hopped out of their places operating those guns really fast. He'd missed the main part of the guns on purpose, destroying just enough to render the oversized lasers inoperable. He ducked behind a building as the laser fire focused on him instead of Samus. "Samus, you've got a place to touch down here, if you do it fast enough."
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