As is so often the case, the first sign Harry has that anything's wrong comes from Mouse. They're within a couple of blocks of Harry's basement apartment, just on their way back from a morning walk before Harry gets started on a not very inspiring case he's got waiting for him.
Any thought of that vanishes from his thoughts when Mouse, snuffling around the base of a street light, stops, his muscles tensed, and lets out the low growl that usually means trouble.
Harry doesn't bother asking him what's up; he doesn't have his staff or his blasting rod with him, but he does have his kinetic ring on one hand and his shield bracelet around his wrist, just below the black leather glove that hides his horribly scarred left hand.
He's already drawing power pre-emptively into the shield when there's a flash of light and Harry and Mouse are suddenly no longer on an early morning Chicago sidewalk.
The first thing Harry hears is Mouse's continued growling.
"What the hell?"
The second is the all-too-familiar fizzing sound of technology going crazy in the presence of a wizard. He has a moment to see his surroundings -- a lounge, all sleek lines and futuristic designs and like nothing he knows in Chicago -- before the lights go enthusiastically out with a shower of sparks. All of them.
Great. Technology.
That's what happens when he goes and gets all upset about things.
[ Oops. Harry broke every piece of technology nearby. For those of you unfamiliar with his canon, Harry is a wizard, and is his world, wizards tend to accidentally break any technology they go near. Harry is a very powerful wizard, which means he's great at breaking things. Have fun?
He has a very big, very grey shaggy dog of indeterminate breed with him. Canon point for this exercise is between Proven Guilty and White Night.]
Harry Dresden | The Dresden Files (books) | Option 01
Any thought of that vanishes from his thoughts when Mouse, snuffling around the base of a street light, stops, his muscles tensed, and lets out the low growl that usually means trouble.
Harry doesn't bother asking him what's up; he doesn't have his staff or his blasting rod with him, but he does have his kinetic ring on one hand and his shield bracelet around his wrist, just below the black leather glove that hides his horribly scarred left hand.
He's already drawing power pre-emptively into the shield when there's a flash of light and Harry and Mouse are suddenly no longer on an early morning Chicago sidewalk.
The first thing Harry hears is Mouse's continued growling.
"What the hell?"
The second is the all-too-familiar fizzing sound of technology going crazy in the presence of a wizard. He has a moment to see his surroundings -- a lounge, all sleek lines and futuristic designs and like nothing he knows in Chicago -- before the lights go enthusiastically out with a shower of sparks. All of them.
Great. Technology.
That's what happens when he goes and gets all upset about things.
[ Oops. Harry broke every piece of technology nearby. For those of you unfamiliar with his canon, Harry is a wizard, and is his world, wizards tend to accidentally break any technology they go near. Harry is a very powerful wizard, which means he's great at breaking things. Have fun?
He has a very big, very grey shaggy dog of indeterminate breed with him. Canon point for this exercise is between Proven Guilty and White Night.]