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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.
Lost items found
Paranormal investigations
Consulting
Advice
Reasonable rates
No love potions, endless purses
Or other entertainment.

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[Harry grimaces a little at the vampire remark but shakes it off. He hates the damned things.]

Same concept, different levels of severity. A vampire wouldn't be able to cross a Threshold without being invited at all. I could but it would mean leaving most of my power at the door.

[And considering some of that power was actually what was keeping him in one piece, he doesn't much want to take the chance of it failing on him.]

[She didn't mean to offend you Harry! She didn't want her blood sucked!]

Ooooooooh, Neat.

Well you can come in, It's getting a little weird talking to you from all the way over here.

[Though she probably could have moved closer or something.]

[No problem there. It's not like Ruby has a handy list of all of Harry's personal vendettas.]

Thanks.

[It does occur to him when he steps inside that he might actually have enough clout to blow past the Threshold if he wanted to. He's not going to though, because he figures that Ruby doesn't need an angry wizard hurling metaphysical rage at her new apartment and wrecking the wallpaper.]

So... about that scythe gun?

Oh, right!

[No Harry, she can wreck her apartment just fine on her own. She'll prove it too when she pulls out Crescent Rose and unfold it into it's Scythe form, ...and take out a lamp while she does it. she'll flinch as the lamp smashes against the ground.]

Oh no! Not again!

Watch out for-- [too late, Harry winces a little bit when the lamp smashes on the floor. Well... that does happen. Still, he's more focused on Crescent Rose right now because.

a: holy hell, look at that thing.

and b: how is a girl that size carrying that thing around like it just ain't no thang?!]

Whoah. [He raises his eyebrows, taking a good look at the weapon.] Where... did you get that?

[Don't mind Ruby as she gives Crescent Rose a little hug while Harry looks it over. She's glad that he seems interested in her baby.]

Actually... I kind of made Crescent Rose myself, everyone at the school I used to go to forged their own weapons.

It's pretty cool, right?

[He is interested, because when somebody tells him that they have a giant scythe that is also a sniper rifle, he has to see that for himself.]

You made it?

[His eyebrows go up again and he gives a low whistle. Harry's no gearhead himself, but he has made all the magical gear he's carrying himself. From the simple runes carved into his staff to the more complex metal bands on his fingers. So he understands the kind of pride that with creating something like that.]

I'll say. I don't know what kind of stuff people from your world usually carry around, but you can call me impressed.

[Well she is more than happy to show it off.]

I did and I couldn't be happier with it. It's slices and dices and it makes french fries in three different sizes!

[Okay that sounded a lot cooler in her head.]

...Oh and it shoots things too!

[Awkward pause. ...And topic change!]

Scythes are pretty rare where I'm from but a lot of weapons tend to have a mix of melee and range. It's just handy, y'know?

[Harry chuckled, grinning a little. Nice kid. A little awkward, but nice.]

Yeah, I hear you.

[And he pauses, glancing down at the broken lamp and then up to the kitchen thoughtfully. Well... as long as they were showing off.]

Hang on a second.

[He digs around in his big coat pockets for a moment before retrieving a length of straw and clutching it in his hand. He focuses for a second, gathering his will together and then points it towards the broken pieces.]

Pulitas.

[And the mess... just sits there. Being a mess. Oh, but there is suddenly a broom drifting out of the kitchen to sweep it up all on its own.]

[Woah woah woah. Hold the phone. Give her a minute to just watch in awe as the broom floats on by and starts to sweep up the mess all on it's own.]

Wow...

[The broom thing was a way old trick from back when he was just getting going, and it hadn't worked out too well back then. But he'd found himself with too much spare time lately and a weird desire to go back and take another look at some old favorites.

He lets Ruby watch the flying broom for a second with a grin before carrying on as if it weren't any big thing. Showmanship, he's got it.]

So, think you can handle settling in from here?

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