paixaorpg | It Really Was Always His Fault [closed/active]

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It Really Was Always His Fault [closed/active]

Character(s): Karrin Murphy & Harry Dresden
Content: Karrin reunites with Harry
Setting: Paixao Central Station
Time: [backdated] Week 2, evening
Warnings: none...well maybe cursing and violence?

Karrin stood on the platform of the train station where she had agreed to meet Harry. She was a little satisfied with the fact that her hunch that Harry was here had been right. While she could have handled it well on her own it was nice having the wizard who knew all sorts of crazy little trips and secrets on your side. Of course, she was also getting the feeling that Harry didn't know much about this place.

Still, she would wait for him and find out face to face. She had so many questions of her own that she wasn't sure where she would begin with her friend...and Karrin hated being in the dark. Karrin tapped her foot impatiently, she also hated waiting.

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Harry moved fast through the streets, dodging the crowds. Murphy was here, and that knowledge had invoked a pretty wide range of emotions. Happiness that his friend was here, concern over what that would mean for her and her career, fear for her safety now that he knew the dangers that lurked in this city better.

Also, fear of what she might do to him if she thought this was his fault.

Turning the corner, he glanced around the station looking for Murphy. He was pretty sure she'd see him first, given that a six foot nine dark haired wizard stood out a bit more than a five foot and change blond cop. Yet to his surprise, Harry spotted her almost at once. There was something about Murphy, a drive, a dedication, a passion, that just made her stand out in the listless crowds of Paixao like someone had shined a spot light on her.

Smiling, he waved his hand and said, "Hey pretty lady, looking for a good time?"

Of course it was easy to spy Harry when he came barreling through the station, he stuck out like a sore thumb among the "natives" of this place...not to mention Karrin had been keeping an eye out for him in the first place.

A small smile crept into her features, she tried to conceal it quickly enough but really any familiar face in a strange place like this was a little reassuring.

Of course his greeting was the typical and Karrin felt a familiar flare of anger and urge to smack that smug grin off his face. "Not now, Harry. I want your take on what's going on." She'd spoken to a few people but their word only meant so much to her.

Harry just sighed. "Murphy, this is how you greet me after such a long absence? I know you want to keep your feelings for me buried deeply, but if you keep it up, I'll start to think you don't like me."

His expression became more serious though as he tilted his head to a bench to the side. "Come on, I'll fill you in with what I know."

Once they were seated Harry ran a hand through his hair and said, "Okay, so this city is called Paixao. Near as I can tell, we are in a realm of existence that is neither Earth, the Nevernever, or any of the supposed afterlives. Also not any of the other reaches as demonstrated by the noticeable lack of tentacles. Judging by what the locals have said, we are far from alone in this, and people have been coming from all kinds of worlds. Furthermore," here Harry dropped his voice, "They think that a group called the Organization might be behind all of this. Supposedly they have abducted several people for experiments."

Karrin frowned, "What do you mean 'long absence'? I just saw you the other day," she paused, she remembered something from when they had gone into the Nevernever about how time passed differently...sort of, "Never mind."

She nodded and followed him to the bench, watching him and waiting to listen for the information. She'd heard some of this information already...at least about the name and what not. "I've already run into a few people who definitely aren't from Earth...but from what they said they aren't natives to this place either," she replied, thinking of the two she had met at the gate. Her interest was piqued however when Harry lowered his voice. Karrin didn't move her head but her eyes did scan the area, Harry dropping his voice meant he must not want someone listening in.

Despite this not being Chicago, it was quite obvious that Karrin didn't like the idea of abductions going on, "Do we have any clues as to what they're doing to these people? Or maybe more on who they might be?"

Harry nodded, seeing Murphy got it. "Dimension hopping always seems to do screwy things to the passage of time."

Harry leaned in as well and said, "I've made contact with a group of individuals who seem to be resisting the Organization, and we managed to find what may or may not be their labs. As for what they are doing, I can't say for sure, other than it is unpleasant. I've got a few names from these people, though how accurate the information is I can't say. I'm trying to keep my head down for now until I have something more concrete, though knowing my luck who can say how much luck I'll have."

He turned to look at Murphy out of the corner of his eye and gave her a genuine smile. "I'm glad you're here Murph. I probably shouldn't be, but I have a feeling I'm going to need your help on this one."

Karrin was a little relieved about that, at least maybe this time she wouldn't lose her job because of events beyond her control. She was still getting over the last demotion and didn't think she'd be able to handle being off the police force...it was basically her life.

She snorted, "Harry you keeping your head down is never very effective for long considering you constantly seem to have a large red and white target on your back." Karrin was quiet for a moment and then sighed, "Still, I can't be as much help getting information here considering I don't have any police files to go off of or anything. It's going to make digging up dirt pretty tricky." Still, she and Harry wouldn't be investigators for nothing, they had a lot of experience working with little information and they could do it here too...only now they didn't have the advantage of home turf. Karrin didn't like that part so much.

Karrin caught his eye for a split second before shaking her head, "It's just as well, Lord knows there's probably not many other people here who know how to save your ass and kick it at the same time."

Harry bumped Murphy's shoulder with his and said, "Come on Murph, when has a lack of official support ever stopped you from trying to tell me I'm wrong? You got the badge because you're good, not the other way around. Besides, you can still kill a man six ways to Sunday with your pinkie, there's gotta be a use for that here."

He couldn't help but grin when Murphy got back her confidence. "That's the spirit! Though I am a bit concerned that kicking my ass was placed on the same level as saving it. You seem to have an unhealthy fixation on my ass."

The wizard had a point, as much as she hated admitting when he had a point, "True, I do so enjoy telling you you're wrong, and there will be less paper work to fill out in regards to that." Not that she wouldn't follow her own personal code. She was a cop. It was ingrained in her to follow procedures and play by the rules. Still, at least here she wouldn't have the repercussions as she would back in Chicago is something were to get out of hand. Of course when she got back to Chicago would be a different story. She hoped time worked in her favor and she got back without it ruining her career. She'd already messed that up once and she didn't want to completely lose it.

She snorted in annoyance at his next comment, effectively pulling her away from any further thoughts of the subject of her job. "You wish. you pig," she remarked in her usual, unamused tone.

"See, that's the spirit," Harry replied with a smirk. If one thing would cheer Murphy up, it was proving him wrong. The wizard had that effect on people...a lot. It was part of his charming personality.

"Hey, I happen to have a very nice ass. I've even been working out lately." Harry stood and turned to highlight the part of his anatomy in question. Anything to distract Murphy from her worries.

Karrin made a sound of disgust when Harry stood up and showed off his assets. She then mentally groaned for thinking of it in terms of a bad pun. Seeking payback she slouched a bit and kicked his rear. It was more of a shove with her foot really. "Why don't you just sit it back down instead."

Harry jumped a little at the kick, but his grin didn't fade. Settling himself on the bench with exaggerated care, he leaned back and said, "So, the question left to us, is where do we go from here?"

"Well, I need to find a place to stay for starters," Karrin replied with a sigh. "And then I'd like to find out if there's already some group organized to help people here...mainly against this Organization you mentioned." Karrin might not have had a police force here but she'd be damned if she wasn't going to find some equivalent here to pass the time.

"Right," Harry said, standing up, "Let's start with the housing then. Why don't we start with the local hotels. I've got some cash I can lend you for the time being."

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