04-21-2023, 01:16 AM
Rune smirked as a quip just instantly popped out of her mouth. “If there’s a chamber of secrets down here, it probably hides a possessed basilisk,” she was finishing up fumbling with something on her belt as she said it. She loved Harry Potter as a kid. Uncle Seth’s car had one of those video players with prepopulated old movies on tap. She could recite the entire series from memory. The remakes and the original!
But she wasn’t surprised that the guy hadn’t seen anyone matching Seth’s description. Just like all the other people she talked to. She liked the way he put it. Homeless, transients, crazies, monsters… All of them food. Uncle Seth was somewhere down here too, but there’s no way he’d be food for a monster. He’d shoot himself in the head before letting himself be taken. She shook off those thoughts. Couldn’t think like that. He was alive. He had to be.
“Only thing i’m hunting down is my uncle, and believe me, when I find him I’m gonna kick some ass.” She punched one fist into her other open palm with a satisfying smack.
She planted herself in front of this guy. He said he wasn’t wearing a gun, which could be good or could be bad for him. He looked tough though. She planted herself in front of him after the fake punching herself, arms crossed and sized him up and down. Especially since he just did the same to her. Ugh why were guys always doing those long old looks? Not like there was anything special here that 50% of the world’s population didn’t also have.
He had one of those flashy smiles that screamed cheeeeeese, but Rune knew how to play in the sandbox too. He wore an expensive looking leather jacket and muscle tee, too. Hers was baggier in comparison. Seth used to tell her that baggy clothes made it easier to grab her, but she didn’t like the tight shirts, self-conscious about her arms and stuff. During her ‘rainbow’ phase, however, she kept her hair short for that tactical reason but she dyed it in fantabulous colors too. It was the same reason she loved earrings but didn’t wear them. Instead, she painted her face with elaborate makeup. But that was all in the past. Right now the skin under her eyes were hollow, and her cheeks angular. That phase ended after the night she was stabbed while trying to kill the godling Jaxen.
“Well if you’re not doing anything better, you can help me look for him. I’ve seen plenty of crazies and a few monstrous looking dogs, and wouldn’t mind the company.”
But she wasn’t surprised that the guy hadn’t seen anyone matching Seth’s description. Just like all the other people she talked to. She liked the way he put it. Homeless, transients, crazies, monsters… All of them food. Uncle Seth was somewhere down here too, but there’s no way he’d be food for a monster. He’d shoot himself in the head before letting himself be taken. She shook off those thoughts. Couldn’t think like that. He was alive. He had to be.
“Only thing i’m hunting down is my uncle, and believe me, when I find him I’m gonna kick some ass.” She punched one fist into her other open palm with a satisfying smack.
She planted herself in front of this guy. He said he wasn’t wearing a gun, which could be good or could be bad for him. He looked tough though. She planted herself in front of him after the fake punching herself, arms crossed and sized him up and down. Especially since he just did the same to her. Ugh why were guys always doing those long old looks? Not like there was anything special here that 50% of the world’s population didn’t also have.
He had one of those flashy smiles that screamed cheeeeeese, but Rune knew how to play in the sandbox too. He wore an expensive looking leather jacket and muscle tee, too. Hers was baggier in comparison. Seth used to tell her that baggy clothes made it easier to grab her, but she didn’t like the tight shirts, self-conscious about her arms and stuff. During her ‘rainbow’ phase, however, she kept her hair short for that tactical reason but she dyed it in fantabulous colors too. It was the same reason she loved earrings but didn’t wear them. Instead, she painted her face with elaborate makeup. But that was all in the past. Right now the skin under her eyes were hollow, and her cheeks angular. That phase ended after the night she was stabbed while trying to kill the godling Jaxen.
“Well if you’re not doing anything better, you can help me look for him. I’ve seen plenty of crazies and a few monstrous looking dogs, and wouldn’t mind the company.”