The Will and the Way
18th of January 2007 A.D.
Harry Dresden knew he was not what one might call an expert on the fairer sex even when the fairer sex was human and not a partial incarnation of a Fallen Angel, but even he knew going quiet over a box of Kung Pao Chicken was not a good sign. The glowing eyes were probably a worse one of some kind. "What's the matter?" he tried lamely.
"This is so pointless! I mean
look at you," she motioned at him vaguely as he lay on the couch, more or less straight, more or less not in pain as long as he didn't move too much. Really it was just nice to have a doctor on hand without having to pester Butters. OK so maybe she didn't have a license, but she could no doubt get one anywhere in the country if she had the patience to sit for an exam and could manage to come up with an explanation as to where she had learned it all.
"I'm fine," Harry said, reasonably. He had been worse off before and without the assurance that he'd be able to heal through it. Truth be told he was more pissed off at losing the coat, he'd been working on that thing for years. While it hadn't been the most elegant bit of wizardry it had seen him through thick and thin, claws and bullets.
"No, you are not fine, this is stupid, I'm stupid, can't make sense of that matter transposition mess because all I remember how to do is heal the material, the mundane. Fuck Harry I grew wings of crystal and exhaled fog? Does that sound
biologically feasible to you?"
The wizard held out his hands. "Couldn't tell you. One thing I do know is that you are not stupid. Scarily smart is how I'd put it."
Maybe try for a joke... "You don't really want to know how Bob puts it but he agrees."
"Oh I can guess," she sniffed, a small smile turning at the corners of her mouth, but her eyes still burned with frustration. "I can't get away from this..." she tapped her fork on the edge of the box. "The feeling that I should know more than I do, that I should be more than I am, the closer I get to
feeling like back then the more obvious it is."
"Feeling?" he asked. He knew these were dangerous waters, but what were wizards for if not to sail them?
"The fight back in Vegas. I wanted to hurt that little bitch, smash her head into the ground and remind her that she's just a worm wriggling her way towards the monsters that want to eat her along with everyone and everything else. I
enjoyed it."
It was quiet for a good half minute after that, both of them busying themselves with their dinner.
"I've been there too." Harry reached out across the table and took her hand. It felt just as small an delicate as it had before, but the grip was stronger by far. "Sucks when you come down from it."
Tiffany's Stamina and Strength Increased to 5
For some reason Lash looked startled then thoughtful, like he had just said something profound instead of just obvious.
"Crashing both ways," Lash said so softly he almost didn't pick it up. "This is pointless and senseless, it means nothing and serves nothing, just weakness and pain and suffering. You do not
deserve this." With each word she came closer until at last she set her hands on his shoulders. Harry could feel something building in the air, the magic around them vibrating, almost
singing.
There was a small voice at the back of Harry's mind telling him to get off the couch, get away, run. Good thing he was used to ignoring that voice.
"
My will be done." The words peeled like bells in the air, complex harmonies rippling outwards through the magic of the world like a stone thrown in a still pond, like a challenge cast. A warmth that was just a little too hot sank though Harry's shoulders and into his wounds taking away the pain.
Harry Healed 3 Wounds -> Now at 7/8
"There, all better," Lash let out a long breath and Harry had the distinct sense that she was waiting for something to happen. Nothing did, the only sound the creak of the armchair as Mister jumped onto it and gave Lash a look. Now Harry was even worse at reading cats than he was women but he could swear that was a look of faintly exasperated approval.
OOC: Harry does not get a roll to understand what the Lore of Awakening is sadly, far beyond the scope of his occult training. His reaction to figuring that out would have been... interesting.