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

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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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[info]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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