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Harry Dresden [The Dresden Files] (flickum_bickus) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2011-04-16 19:56:00

Entry tags:

george lass, harry dresden

Who: Dresden & George.
What: A day in the life of...
When: Saturday AM.
Where: Here and there.
Warnings: George has got quite a mouth on her.

Harry Dresden hadn't gotten to sleep until late--he was working on building a scale model of Colligo on his coffee table, and trying to reconcile himself with the fact that his daughter had blossomed into a teenager overnight. Blossomed. He shuddered to think about the implications of what that might mean over the course of the next week. Hormones? PMS? Boys? Hell's bells. Dresden had practically worried himself to sleep. So he hardly noticed anything amiss at first as he drifted groggily awake again some time the next morning. All he knew was he did not want to be conscious yet.

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flickum_bickus
2011-04-22 09:49 pm UTC (link)

Waiting, and watching while some kid got killed was not going to be easy for Harry. In fact, the thought suddenly made him rather twitchy, and he took a couple of long strides away from George--though he stayed well within the range of their little, gold leashes.

One would think, after working with the CPD on some of the most grotesquely violent, supernatural homicides in Chicago, Harry would be used to death. But he still sometimes got a little queasy. Especially knowing this was one he wasn't going to be able to save. But he bit his tongue.

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dontgiveashit
2011-04-22 09:58 pm UTC (link)

George didn't want to wait for it anymore than he did. She didn't like to see it, or try and figure it out before it happened. It was just a part of life, all that dying. Though the fact that he was getting away from her, like she had the plague just reinforced the fact that she shouldn't have friends. She shouldn't talk to mortals.

Which probably meant she'd end up all alone. None of the other reapers were here.

The kid on the bike rolled down the road, and then the truck came out of nowhere. One hit and it was over. The kid appeared next to her, though she doubted if Harry could see him. The kid asked her if he was dead, and she nodded. "Yeah, I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry. I'm not."

"You're not?"

"Nah, you kind of don't care much after that happened. It didn't hurt though."

"That's because I took your soul."

"Oh cool, thanks. Now what?"

"Now you go on." She gestured to all of the glowing, shining lights that were in the shape of a bicycle race. She gave a wave as the guy walked into his lights and headed on.

Sticking her hands in her pockets, George frowned. "It's over, we can go."

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flickum_bickus
2011-04-23 01:01 pm UTC (link)

Harry didn't want to look, but curiosity got the better of him. After the sound of the initial impact, he found himself turning to watch George's conversation with the dead kid--half surprised that he could see it at all. Though, as a wizard, he could see a lot of things that ordinary, 'vanilla' human beings couldn't.

The light show was something to see though, and it made him wonder about his own death--or near death experience. He'd seen a light at the end of a tunnel, and heard what sounded like an approaching freight train, and then bam! He'd woken up in the library. Maybe he'd ask George about the lights sometime, but he really didn't feel like talking about his near death just quite yet.

"Sorry," he said, "I didn't mean to leave you hanging back there, I just figured it was your turf, and you didn't need me throwing myself under the bus for someone who was already as good as dead. Are all your reaps like that? Freak accidents and stuff?"

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dontgiveashit
2011-04-23 06:46 pm UTC (link)

George hadn't known if he could see, mostly because in her world there were just reapers. She hadn't ever run into any other kind of supernatural types. Maybe she shouldn't have been surprised. Eh, maybe it was better than her looking like a crazy person in front of him. When Harry wandered back over, she shrugged a little. "Guess so. Never taken anyone with me before."

She nodded a little. "Yeah. I'm in .. homicides, suicides and accidents. External Influence division. And technically even if you threw yourself under the bus for him, it wouldn't have mattered. His soul would have withered and died inside of him, and that's just bad."

As they started to walk again, this time towards getting food, she stuck her hands in her pockets. "I tried everything when I first started. My very first was this little girl, she was 6 and on a train by herself and I couldn't do it. Her soul.." she shook her head. "Then I tried just not doing it at all. The guy still died, but with his soul still in his body it could feel everything that was done to it. His autopsy..." she sighed. "I even tried to prevent a guy from dying by telling him this huge story and because I did that, a group of people died who weren't supposed to. It's just bad.. bad."

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