Fandom Dresden Files AU (Accepting)

[Deadeyelee]

The boy looks up his etching and singing, obviously startled. He closes the pen knife and palms the dowel, which had the beginnings of magical runes etched in it. “...Yes, I suppose it is a bit silly. It’s about...” He frowns suddenly. His eyes seem to glaze over for a moment. “What was I singing again?” He inadvertently reaches out, grazing her arm. A jolt of energy leaps between them, a common occurance when two wizards meet. He yanks his hand back. “S-Sorry. Is there something else I can help you with?”

 

[Elenion Aura]

”Oh for fu—... Mmmm..!” Helena bit her tongue, took a beat, composed herself, and came back swinging. ”Where are my manners? My name’s Helena. What’s yours?” Take two: action. The kid was cute, if one could get past the gaping head wound. It was the kind of thing that could turn the stomach of anyone who’d never seen worse. Helena had seen worse. Hells, her own father looked as though he was riddled with maggots for the better part of her adult life. Near the end they’d practically eaten their way out of his guts. Stupid bastard deserved what came his way. He’d spelled his constituents so bad that even after he was dead, buried, and off the ballot, half of them wrote him in anyway.

 

[Deadeyelee]

"My name.... My name." His eyebrows furrow in concentration, before he breaks into a smile. "My name is Kellen. Kellen- ah, wait. Not supposed to go spilling that out am I? You'd think it would be easier considering what those two assholes did to me." He looks at his hand again. "But you're... like me, right? I'm ... Kellen Erikson."

Robin trudges up the hill towards the temple. Why did they even call it a temple? It wasn't a temple, it was an observatory. It didn't even look like a temple. And judging by his sight, it was already crawling with trouble. Unfortunately the best way to stay out of trouble was to know what was going on. "I've got an Inspection Sticker, the paperwork is on the dash." He practically growls at the cop, as he brushes past him, and shortly after past the White Court and the transient. And then he felt it. The same familiar stink. His fists clench.

 

[Elenion Aura]

At last, progress. Glorious. Now all she had to do was keep it up. Her eyes went wide. "Kellen! What a lovely name." This boy knew better than to give her his True Name? Smart. Rudimentary knowledge, but one would be surprised how often the most rudimentary bits of lore get lost in the shuffle. The matter of his True Name could wait. It didn't seem all that important to have this boy's Name in her back pocket, anyway. On to the more juicy bits.

"Which assholes did what to you?" Helena asked, a look of carefully constructed concern on her face. She pulled the thread to see where it would lead her.

 

[Deadeyelee]

The boy pauses and frowns, almost looking through her. "Who did what to me?" He stares in a clear daze before his face scrunches in concentration. "No, No, you're right...There were two....One old...one young...." Kellen suddenly goes to a knee. "A-Ah...it hurts."

This is precisely the time Robin crests the hill. The foul stench of black magic still lingers, and he glowers at Helena. His entire being bristles. This exactly the kind of bullshit he wanted to avoid. "I know who you are. I'm praying that this is a misunderstanding because you must be arrogant or stupid to break the laws in broad daylight." His hand hovers over his hip out of instinct. He'd served briefly as a deputy to a warden. It's a subconscious reaction, and he has to force his hand down.

 

[Elenion Aura]

Helena nearly loses her composure. It's one step forward, two steps back with this boy. Oh, get up, will you! She was about to come at him again with another question when another voice breaks in. Perfect. With slow, deliberate movements Helena turns to face the newcomer.

"Ah, and who might you be?" She didn't take him for a Warden, though he could be. Whoever he was, he thought - or at least suspected - that she was the one responsible for the recent murder, or murders, as it were. Sadly not a preposterous notion, considering he recognized her.

 

[Deadeyelee]

"A concerned party." Robin's eyes flicker between her and the boy. "Explain yourself, and step away from him while you do so. I won't ask twice." He watches her hands and eyes carefully, primed for a fight. Unfortunately, he's not armed for one, his foci in his pocket, his wrench in his car, and his gun still stateside.

"She didn't do anything!" Kellen rises to stand in front of Helena. A pulse of emotionally fueled magical energy ripples from the boy. Helena literally hears her phone short in her pocket. Not so far away, you can see the bobby frowning at his borked walky-talkie. "It wasn't her....it wasn't her. She just got here."

Robin frowns, but he looks to Helena once more. "Then what are you doing here?"

 

[Elenion Aura]

Helena didn’t like the man’s tone. She certainly didn’t like the implication that she was guilty until proven innocent, or for that matter, that she owed him any explanation at all! Her contempt showed itself on her face, and she was preparing to tell him off when the boy, Kellen, came to her defense.

“W-...”

His outburst stole her words right out of her mouth. It was an unexpected thing, an unnecessary thing. But, nevertheless, she felt oddly, if fleetingly, grateful for the boy’s intercession. Then the man spoke again and her mood dropped with her face.

“Same as you, I reckon. Not that it’s any of your business.” She almost asked him his name, but then she realized she didn’t care. He was rude and a brute and she had no more patience for him.

”Kellen, can you tell me who they were? The old one and the young one? And if they have anything to do with this?” She waved her hand in the direction of the crime scene.

 

[Deadeyelee]

"You're right. It's not my business so long as you're not causing problems." Robin relaxes a little. "But if you start anything, I will end it. I left the states for a quiet, peaceful life, and I intend for it to keep it that way. So what do you got?"

"The young one and the old one?" Kellen looks confused again, staring at the crime scene. "I came here on my bike last night..." He frowns. "I was looking for regents and things to carve." He looks down at the rod he had been carving. Then his expression turns to one of horror, followed by pain "I...Oh...oh they killed-" He lets out an agonized squeak before beginning to collapse.

 

[Elenion Aura]

Helena grimaced and waved Robin off. Kellen was, as of yet, her best and only lead. She’d be damned if she was going to let this man bully her.

”Last night? So you’ve been here the whole time?... Killed who?” She made a grab for his wrist, hoisting him up none too gently.

 

[Deadeyelee]

Unfortunately Kellen seems beyond conversation. His nose has began to bleed as he clutches his head and whimpers, held up limply by his wrist.

"Obviously the poor bastard who died last night. But shouldn't we move this somewhere else?" Robin looked about almost nervously.

 

[Elenion Aura]

Helena shot the man another look. She hated when annoying men had good ideas.

”Oh, is it we, now?” She sneered. But, seeing as she didn’t have many other options, Helena agreed to go with him. She only hoped his accommodations weren’t as utilitarian as he appeared to be.