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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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Yeah. Well, may as well stick together when you're in some crazy other world, right?

[There's a nervous chuckle at that, which only gets worse when asks about Jaune.]

She's a he actually, and well he might.

We kind of split up for cover more ground, I haven't heard from him in awhile.

[That gets a sloooow sideways glance from him.]

[Harry. Harry. It's none of your business, Harry. It's--]

Okay, so two apartments it is. Nice and several doors apart. Maybe even on separate floors.

[Such an old-fashioned guy.]

[Woah, woah, woah. She just wants to make sure the guy doesn't hurt himself while he's making breakfast or any other time of day.]

Sure! That sounds great.

[Well this guy is a lot like her dad.]

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[Ruby you are TOO YOUNG to be thinking about guys and breakfast!

He's kind of like everyone's dad that way.]

Great. Glad that's settled.

[He nods, and turns down on the residential area.]

It's still pretty empty. We can probably set you up somewhere with a view.

[She was thinking about his well being! If he cuts himself with a butter knife, it's all your fault Harry.

...And you can't deny her breakfast!]

Settled, yep! It sure was.

Ooooooh, That'd be cool. Do you think we can find something with a pool? I mean come on then I can be the kid with a view and a pool. That'd be cool.

[Harry will gladly bear the burden of that responsibility.

And she can have all the breakfast she wants! After a nice, peaceful night with no guy friends over.]

A pool? Hmm... actually, yeah.

[And he turns down 8th Street and towards one of the classier apartment buildings in town, and one with an attached swimming pool. Tupelo Alley.]

[She sticks her head out the widow as they approach the building. It's look pretty snazzy she has to admit.]

Ooooh... This is nice.

...But am I going to be able to afford it?

[You know what? Even if she couldn't, the stupid city could suck it up as far as Harry was concerned. If it was going to suck kids into this mess, it could at least let them stay somewhere nice.]

Don't worry about it. Rent's not too rough once you get a job.

[He manages not to say anything about her sticking her head out the window and parks in front of the building.]

Let's go take a closer look.

[She can't help it Harry, she's excited and has a short attention span like a puppy.]

Right. A job... ugh.

[That was not something she was looking forward too. Jobs were nowhere near as cool as monster hunting school.]

Woo let's go!

[And she's already out of the car and running to the door. You better keep up Harry.]

[Well, there were always monster hunting jobs in Fayren. Pay was less steady but it was good.]

It's not that bad--

[And too late, she was already rushing out of the car and up to the door. Harry blinks and just follows her out, taking a second to shut the passenger side door behind her.

Fortunately, he's got pretty long legs so keeping up shouldn't be too much of a problem. At least she seems to be in a better mood now.]

[Oh, did she forget to do that? Sorry she got caught up in the moment. Well, really it was more trying to get her mind of the whole job thing.

When she hears the second door close, she remembers that she forgot something and turns around.]

I'm sorry, I should have gotten that!

...Oh wow, you're pretty tall.

[Now that Harry's actually standing up, she can see that]

[Harry just waves off the apology, while he catches up with her to the door. It really wasn't a big deal.]

Tall and imposing. [He shrugs, grinning a little.] It's a wizard thing.

[Well she'll at least go open the door and hold it open for him.]

Oh wow...

So just how tall are you? Were your parents tall? Or were they wizards?

Are you born into wizarding or is it something you learn?

[Erk. Right in the chivalry. When he gets to the door, he'll grab it with one hand and nod for Ruby to go ahead first. He knew it was a polite gesture, but some habits died harder than others.]

Six foot nine.

[The next few questions get a second of hesitation out of him, and he loses a bit of that grin for a split second.]

Er... my mother was. Anybody can do magic if they have access to the right tools, but wizarding is passed down through bloodlines.

[Fine, be that way. Maybe she will just go on ahead then!

She does actually catch that fade in his smile. She knew she said something that bothered him a little, but with all her questions she had no idea what might have done it.]

Neat! ...Well we're here. What now?

[Her best recovery option, focus on the apartment hunting.]

[Oh, he'll be that way!]

[And he catches that enthusiasm drain away a little bit. Crap. It wasn't anything she'd said, not really, it was just that the subject of parenthood was a difficult one for him.

Two years. She was ten years old now.

Okay, yeah, subject change. He shakes that old one off.]

Now, we get you set up. Pick a floor.

[See the subject change was clearly the best option.

She'll take a moment to ponder that one. Four's a good number, there were four members of Team RWBY after all? That makes sense, right?]

Let's go with the fourth floor.

[Good thinking, Ruby.]

Good choice.

[And he heads off toward the stairs... walking right by the elevators completely in the process.]</i?

[She watches Harry completely bypass the elevators and may be a little confused by that.]

Uhmm... Harry? The ele-

[And she cuts herself off and shrugs. She'll just follow him up the stairs instead. It must be a wizard thing.]

[Harry just grunts at that.]

Magic and technology doesn't mix. The last place you want to be with a wizard is in an elevator.

[He pauses at the steps for a second.]

You go ahead if you want. I'll meet you up there.

N-nonono! I'll go with you. I was just wondering.

[It'd be weird if she didn't.]

What happened the last time you were in an elevator?

Suit yourself.

[And he starts up the steps, counting on Ruby to keep up. Her question has him thinking back for a second.]

It was... Hell's bells, it was twelve years ago now. I was working on this case tracking a sorcerer who was using storms to power this black magic ritual of his. [He'll spare Ruby the gory details of just what the ritual did.]

He figured out I was onto him and started taking shots at me. One of them was a boobytrapped scorpion talisman that ended up growing to the size of a dog and cornering me and a friend in an elevator after all the magic flying around had shut it down.

That's why I take the stairs now. More room to run for it.

[Ruby's listening to the story with wide eyes. She's hearing about real world wizardy stuff, this was so cool! She's also completely forgotten the fact that she was almost killed by a scorpion way bigger than that for the moment.]

Oh wow. Woah woah. Back up a second, what happened with you and the scorpion talisman? Did you and your friend make it out of there okay?

[Ruby, he's talking to you right now...]

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Meanwhile, somewhere in Genessia, Jaune sneezes.

HE'S GOT HIS EYE ON YOU MISTER