Canon AU Event Log

[lucetimods]

Who: You! And you! And you! But uh, not you.
What: Event shenanigans.
When: Today until the end of the event (April 8th)
Where: Anywhere and everywhere
Summary: It's all right in here
Rating: I want to see a nice clean game. Keep your naughty stuff in the penalty box!

Same deal as always. React to the event! Do things! Have fun! Be excellent to each other.

And remember to correctly tag your characters to the post.

Comments

[quicktoanger]

"Molly? No, she and I haven't spoken in days."

[... And she, too, had seemed to believe they were better acquainted than he recalled.]

[hisdarkmark]

Days? [He can't help but repeat the phrase, if only because that strikes him as remarkably unusual. Molly was under Dresden's wing, wasn't she? Why wouldn't they speak for so long?] Erm. Why, precisely?

[quicktoanger]

"... Haven't run into each other, I suppose. She seemed upset when we spoke last."

[... Well. Hmm.]

"... Is she alright?"

[hisdarkmark]

[He shrugs a bit.] Haven't found her yet. I expected her to be with you. You know. What with her working under your wing and the like.

[quicktoanger]

"Under my wing? I barely know the lass."

[She had said that as well. Her teacher. Her friend.

Who was this Harry Dresden, that meant so much to her, and why did people keep taking Blackstone for him?]

[hisdarkmark]

...you're joking. You're joking. [He's just going to laugh a bit.] I know you've known her longer than I have, and it's a been a while since I've bailed her arse out of trouble.

[quicktoanger]

"... You want Dresden for that. Harry Dresden. You're not the first who's taken me for him."

[hisdarkmark]

...all right, let's try this. Who exactly do you think you are?

[quicktoanger]

"Blackstone, sir. Rifleman Harry Blackstone. South Essex. Or... well, the Major says we've been renamed, but the order hasn't gone through yet."

[hisdarkmark]

Really. [That doesn't sound very reassuring.] And what is it that you do as a rifleman, precisely?

[quicktoanger]

[... what?]

"... Shoot a rifle, sir."

[hisdarkmark]

Wasn't aware wizards knew how to use rifles. Forgive me if I say that your story still doesn't add up.

[quicktoanger]

"Wizards?"

[What in the hell?]

"Begging pardon, sir, but I'm a bit old to be listening to talk of wizards."

[Not all common soldiers are superstitious half-wits, y'know!]

[hisdarkmark]

What makes you think it's all talk?

Yes. I used that line. Yes I did.

[quicktoanger]

[... Well, he had met that bloody witch, but she was different. Graceful. Beautiful. Otherworldly. Not like him.

He was... Harry. Just Harry.]

"I think I'd notice if I were a wizard, mate."

...you are my newest favorite person, just for that.

[hisdarkmark]

You might not, actually. I should hope that you'd know, seeing how you've been one for a few decades, but this place seems to have completely lost it.