Editing Gerald Haris (section)

==Abilities==
He has a supernatural sense of smell and is able to use it to pick up information about his environment and enemies,<ref>Harris brought his hand to his nose, and he sniffed, hard.<br><br>It smelled like sunshine and blood, but everything here smelled like blood.  It smelled like blood without smelling like gunpowder and that offended him.<br><br>At least this one smelled a bit like steel, under the sunshine.  Smelled like honey and wine and fucking flowers. - [https://palewebserial.wordpress.com/2021/07/17 Excerpt] from [[False Moves 12.a]]</ref> this actually applies to all his senses.<ref>Last and certainly not least was the older guy with a dense white beard and shoulders as broad as anyone she’d seen.  He wasn’t fat or even a bodybuilder sort of muscular, but was instead built like someone who’d been built wiry and lanky and then put two hundred percent into the muscles he did have.  He dressed in a black shirt and jeans, but he didn’t look heavy metal- the hair and beard looked a bit more Amish.  Even from a block away, she could see the veins on hairy arms as he heaved that massive gun around, sliding it back into the back of the car he’d ridden in on.  It was so long it looked like it had to run all the way up to the dashboard, down the middle of the vehicle, with the end sitting in the trunk.<br><br>

They didn’t even seem to care about the people around them, who were smiling and quietly giggling to themselves  That little patch of Kennet had stopped entirely, and people who were going about their business and who got close to that area were succumbing to the effect.  It created a kind of border, a higher density to the number of people at the edges, as they gathered, or looked to see what was going on and then fell victim to the giggling fits.<br><br>

When he straightened, hand at his back, stretching a bit, he turned his head.<br><br>

The older guy looked at ''her''.<br><br>She was far enough away she couldn’t make out his eyes, but just like Raph, this was a guy who could find them.  With a gun like that, she wasn’t sure she could even dodge if he decided to carry that gun, point it in her direction, and pull the trigger.<br>[...]<br>“The old guy looked at me and Snow,” Avery told the others, to change the topic.<br><br>“That’s Haris.  We called him the old dog of the group,” Lucy said.  “He has a really sharp sense of smell, and he was paying close attention to what Musser’s group was saying despite them being across the parking lot, he didn’t even seem to accept it was weird that he heard that sharply.” - [https://palewebserial.wordpress.com/2021/07/20 Excerpt] from [[False Moves 12.8]]</ref>

Knows how to use an eight foot long Punt gun, and had familiarity with a large number of other firearms.