16586/Dark Willow: Brothers confer.

Dark Willow: Brothers confer.
Date of Scene:	24 October 2024
Location:	Harry Dresden's Office, Kingston Falls
Synopsis:	Harry and Thomas met up over Dark Willow issues and start making plans.
Cast of Characters:	Thomas Raith, Harry Dresden
Tinyplot:	Dark Willow

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Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith and Harry have been through more supernatural crap then most brothers, save one notable pair. It's strange then how sometimes simple routine pops up even when the world is going sideways. So for instance when one's girlfriend has become body swapped with a Vampiress, or the others has had her witchy powers corrupt her soul... Old stand bys become more necciary. Which is why Thomas arrives at his brother's office with Two large sacks of Burger King and two liters of ice cold Coke. "Harry? Take a lunch break." He calls out, already unwrapping the flmae broiled goodness he grabbed for Mouse and Mister.

Harry Dresden has posed:
Harry glances over at the door and finishes covering the trap door and grunts. He motions Thomas to follow and heads towards the living area. While Mister does appar and prowl back into the living area, there is no sign of Mouse.

He takes a seat on the couch and tosses a book from it and it bounces onto the coffee table. Science, physics. It isn't something most consider for the wizard, but magic is its own science. He sighs softly and tells him,"Mouse is out. Sabrina, Molly, each of the knights, and a few others. Each one left at the same time, even I don't know who has Bob for sure, but Mouse isn't far behind the one that does."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith smirks a little bit, "I notice you never trust him to stay at /my/ place." he says, setting down the sacks and going to Harry's cupboard to get glasses for the soda. "Afraid I'll corrupt the little perv or something?" He says with a chuckle. It /is/ a joke. Thomas might be a heavy hitter by mortal standards, but against someone determined to get Bob on Willow's level, he'd likely barely be an annoyance. "I've noticed not noticing a lot of grey cloaks sniffing around. I take it the Wardens still aren't aware she's gone off the reservation?"

Harry Dresden has posed:
A snort and a shake of his head,"That might just turn him down a few notches spending time with you. Maybe I should do that." The prospect of th grey cloaks gets a scowl,"I don't think they've accepted there can be powerful forces for magic in the world that didn't learn from them or like them. Arrogance and hubris are their hallmarks."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith takes a seat, tossing a plain burger without bun into Mister's dish and handing his brother a Triple Whopper with everything and a large fries. "Harry, you say Arogance and hubris like they are bad things, I personally consider those to be among my better qualities." He says with a smirk but adds "Laea asks about that young Latino one you brought by almost as much as she asks about you." He shakes his head, "So what do we actually know. Any idea what Wills is up to?"

Harry Dresden has posed:
"You do it better. You're made for it. They're mostly arrogant stuffed shirt pricks that need to get punched in the mouth." he muses,"It might be fun to see what would happen if Morgan tried to step into her path."

A soft laugh and he shakes his head,"Good. Let her dwell on him for a while." he comments,"As for Willow. Whatever it is, I know it won't be good. She has that damned book. I doubt there is anything good that will come of it."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith nods taking a bit of his burger and letting Harry pour the Cokes. "I gotta ask Harry, What would Willow want in this situation. I mean you know my own wishes if I were to ever go down the other side of the street. Pretty sure you feel the same way."

Harry Dresden has posed:
He opens the burger and studies it,"Yeah. I know. If she's fallen and there's no coming back, then I think she would feel the same. I can't say for sure. I think part of her is still in there. Scratcing to get out."

He sighs, looks at Mister as he eats the burger, and just shakes his head,"We're going to have to do something. I don't think there is a definate answer either way."

The two spend the evening eating, talking, and plotting the way brothers do. If it were anyone other than Willow, the person in question would have a lot to fear. Dark Willow knows little in the way of fear.