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genessia2013-11-21 07:33 pm
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[Just outside of every entrance to the Bay, new arrivals might find a magazine stand stacked with fliers, each one with a sign overhead saying "READ ME." On the flier itself is a message.]
DON'T PANIC
If you're reading this you've probably just woken up in a strange place and are very confused.
Welcome to the club.
What I can tell you is that you're safe, this isn't a trick, and, no, we don't know any way back yet. The packet you woke up with should give you more information and include some cash and an apartment key.
If you need help, give me a call on that communicator you got. Or you can come by my office in Everglade.
- Harry Dresden, Wizard.
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If you're reading this you've probably just woken up in a strange place and are very confused.
Welcome to the club.
What I can tell you is that you're safe, this isn't a trick, and, no, we don't know any way back yet. The packet you woke up with should give you more information and include some cash and an apartment key.
If you need help, give me a call on that communicator you got. Or you can come by my office in Everglade.
- Harry Dresden, Wizard.
Lost items found
Paranormal investigations
Consulting
Advice
Reasonable rates
No love potions, endless purses
Or other entertainment.

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My... apartment? I don't remember the pamphlet saying anything about an apartment. I've got my necklace and my money and this neat phone...
[Oh God, did he get a key and drop it in the Bay? Please... please no.] ... Am I missing something?
Actually, I may have goofed up on the apartment thing. Whoops.
No big deal, most of the places are pretty much empty anyway. We'll get you set up somewhere.
[Cause apparently that's what he does around here now.]
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... And quiet.
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You get used to it, but if you're bored there's usually some kind of action going on in the other cities.
[And then at the mention of a friend....]
Is this friend of yours a little girl in a red cape?
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Yeah. [He grunts.] I'm starting to think I should change my ad to include "unofficial welcome wagon."
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I can help you with that. What kind of place are you thinking about?
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[Bah, there was something he just couldn't get off his mind.] Well... I was wondering what Ruby was going to do. If I could I'd wanna get a place closer to her because... Well because she's the only person I really know around here! But I guess anywhere is better than nothing. I'm on my own so I don't need much.
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I helped her get set up, I can point you towards the same building.
[At least he's not talking about sharing an apartment.]
Need a lift?
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Sure! I'm on... wait a sec'.
[He walks a short ways until he finds a corner.] 14th and... Laurel Avenue. Right by the Bay.
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Be there in a few minutes.
[And sometime later, Harry's beaten up old truck comes rolling down the street toward Jaune.
Dresden Chauffeurs, at your service, Mr. Arc.]
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[So he waited. Where was the magic? He expected the wizard to just teleport to him, to poof out of thin air... then maybe pull a rabbit out of a hat? How the heck did wizards really work anyway?
Instead, there was a beat-up truck, and inside it... a really, really big guy who looked like he belonged in one of those hard-broiled detective flicks. When Harry stopped in front of him, Jaune stepped up to the truck and looked inside curiously.]
... So you're Harry? Uh, nice to meet you. I'm Jaune. [Was he supposed to feel this terrified?] Let me just...
[He opened the passenger side door and tried to climb in, where the sheath of his sword promptly struck the side of the seat.] Oh, uh... [He tried again, twisting his body to try to accommodate the sheath, but to no avail. So, he just took it off his belt instead, because that was smarter.
... But when he sat down in the seat, the sheath sudden SPRUNG into its shield state in the boy's face.] GWAH! Oh, come on!
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Wizard Welcome Wagon. [He confirms. Wow, this kid looks kind of skittish. Harry just sits by while Jaune struggles with his sword for a few seconds.]
Maybe you should-- yeah, that.
[AND THEN HE GETS A FACE FULL OF SHIELD. Right in the jaw!]
HELL'S BELLS!
Actio- Oh my god. D:
[Inner screaming intensifies.]
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[While Jaune's apologizing, he's rubbing his jaw and flexing it a few times.]
I'm not going to... [just... you know what? Barely even worth it.] just toss that thing in the back while I'm driving.
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[Jaune did as was asked, turning to put his sword and shield in the back. He then sat back down, bucked up, and was pretty quiet... Understandable, right? He just clocked some poor guy in the face by accident.]
Uh... heheh... so! You... sure can take a hit pretty well...!
[Heh... Heh... H'oh boy.]
... How long have you been here?
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[The comment about his ability to take a hit just gets a slow, sideways LOOK in response. Never speak of it again, Jaune.]
Awhile.
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... Do you stop worrying after a while?
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[Okay, Harry, cut the kid some slack. It isn't like he never did anything stupid at that age, and not everyone had the luxury of knowing that people back home weren't worried about them.]
But you're asking the wrong guy about that, kid. I'm always worrying about something.
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[It was a pretty quiet ride all the way to the building. Once there though, he waited until Harry made a move to step out of the truck before he followed suit.] Hey, not bad! Ruby lives here too? Sweet.
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[When he gets to the building, he retrieves his staff from the back and climbs out of the truck.]
Yeah, this is one of the nicer places in town. Ruby's up on the fourth floor.
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[No, he doesn't ask if there are places available - he doesn't even really wait up for Harry as he steps inside and crosses what lobby there was to reach the elevator that Harry had done so well in avoiding before. Once there, he just pushed the button for the fourth floor.]
Well then it's not all bad I guess. I suppose while I'm here I'll just... be an unofficial member of team RWBY for a bit. Yeah! That doesn't sound completely crummy.
Whoops. Lost this notif.
Stairs, kid. Wizards and elevators are a bad mix.
[And as he heads for the door to the stairwell.]
Wait, there's a Team Ruby?
[Isn't she a little young for a "team."]
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Yeah, there's a Team RWBY. At our school, Beacon, we're training to be Hunters. We get assigned to a four-person team. See, Team RWBY sounds like I'm saying 'Ruby,' but it actually stands for R W B Y - or Ruby, Weiss, Blake, and Yang. That's her team.
Now me, I got team JNPR - sounds like 'Juniper,' but is actually J N P R, - stands for Jaune, Nora, Pyrrha, and Ren. I lead that team myself! But yeah, Ruby? She got bumped ahead a couple years. Students at Beacon are like, seventeen years old to start, but she's only fifteen. It's kinda weird that even happened...
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