03-30-2019, 12:27 AM
Rune scowled, “Runehilda, Jackie,” she scoffed. It was her true born name, Runehilda. “Uncle Seth was so emo back then.” She crossed her arms, biceps bulging with the motion, and flipped a strand of hair that fell into her eyes. The color was so bland. She missed her hair-dyes, but things just weren’t the same without him around.
Rune squared her jaw and let the humor die down. If Jacinda could scare off ghosts with an awkward sense of humor, she would be the greatest hunter alive. The pat on the shoulder made her pull back a little, but only because the touch was unfamiliar. Uncle Seth wasn’t a hugger.
“I only met Amy that night, you know.” Rune said, looking around Jacinda’s shoulder like she might spy Amy from the corner of her eye. “I didn’t know she was atharim. Guess that means we’re doing a good job keeping our covers. I tell people I’m an exterminator.” She shrugged, “it doesn’t even feel like a lie.”
It did feel awkward carrying on this small talk like long lost besties. She barely knew Jacinda. Uncle Seth and her were both the same age of old, maybe they had a thing back then? Ewe. Nevermind.
Rune squared her jaw and let the humor die down. If Jacinda could scare off ghosts with an awkward sense of humor, she would be the greatest hunter alive. The pat on the shoulder made her pull back a little, but only because the touch was unfamiliar. Uncle Seth wasn’t a hugger.
“I only met Amy that night, you know.” Rune said, looking around Jacinda’s shoulder like she might spy Amy from the corner of her eye. “I didn’t know she was atharim. Guess that means we’re doing a good job keeping our covers. I tell people I’m an exterminator.” She shrugged, “it doesn’t even feel like a lie.”
It did feel awkward carrying on this small talk like long lost besties. She barely knew Jacinda. Uncle Seth and her were both the same age of old, maybe they had a thing back then? Ewe. Nevermind.