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Community: reto_diario .
Title: The store of relics of Ember.
Fandom: The Dresden Files / Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Claim: Harry + Thomas.
Warnings: What is Post-BR, but also spoilers. Uh, and a couple of OCs who go there just to provide information xD. Are unique to this chapter, and may Ember displayed later in a flashback of what was not here: D: D: DUUU.
Notes: SOSO. DX kill me. WHERE WAS THE PACE?! ARGH.

Harry felt a great desire to silence the laughter of Thomas in a coup. CHTMLXMLXC
- Are you saying that you must retrieve the Vongola Rings?

- Do I have to repeat yourself all?

Thomas rolled his eyes but said nothing.

"Those rings are missing a couple of centuries. They are a kind of myth, "said the vampire. Supposedly increase your power or something. Never paid much attention to that. I did not think they were real.

-Huh. Well, my client said they were relics.

Thomas gave him a look that spoke for itself. And he said something about "stupid around women" and things that Harry did not really want to hear.

"You be careful with this case, Harry.

"I know, is the Mafia. CHTM

XC - Do not know what they do?

The vampire shook his head. Harry continued thinking on the subject in silence. What could these relics that had half a magical community looking for them?

After a pause, parked the Beetle, which had just gone to pick up that morning, outside a building looking a bit abandoned. This was not entirely surprising in that place.

- Sure you do not want to be with you? Asked Thomas.

Harry shook his head.

-Nah, I'll be fine. It's just a store of relics.

Thomas raised his eyebrows and gave him a skeptical look, but the magician simply ignored him.


The interior of the place was the opposite of what he had seen outside. The store was neat and professional appearance, more like a file store. There were no foreign objects decorating the walls, no glass shelves displaying ancient and precious jewels, only broad walls painted a pale orange, filling them with some occasional tables and a counter to the fund that stood between any client and a door behind where Harry supposed relics were real.

The woman sitting behind the counter looked up slightly as he entered.

- How I can help?

Harry walked over to where she was. It was a pretty boring looking woman, in her opinion. Seeber is the best I could get.

Harry opened the car door, and at that moment all hell broke loose in front of them.



~ CONTINUE ~ * Le falling coconuts *: DU.