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She startled. "No, I just… you seem… happy. And did not question my statement."
She startled. "No, I just… you seem… happy. And did not question my statement."
"Why would I question it? You haven't lied to me yet."
She looked really confused by the conversation, not quite sure what to do or say. "No, that's not what I meant. I just thought that you would at least wonder why the Creator would be your uncle…" she trailed off, growing concerned that Runner would hear her and think her an idiot.
He blinked a few times. "That part went completely over my head. I'm related to the creator of the entire fucking universe?"
Rhianon winced. "Not by blood, but by marriage. The Oracle, his wife and the Queen of the gods, is my little sister. It is she who watched over you as a child until now."
"That spirit in Charleston…"
"Would be a servant of hers, or perhaps a fragment of her being." Rhianon nodded, following Runner's train of thought. She cocked her head. "That would also mean that your friend would actually be your cousin. As well as the other Royal children," she mused.
"It would be the perfect surprise," he finished off. "No one would expect their own blood to be their mortal enemy."
Rhianon tilted her head in thought. "I was the enemy at some point," she reminded him. "Being a Dark sorceress who works with enemy number one isn't exactly the best thing to be when you're the sister of the Oracle."
(could I come in now, is this a good time?)
(yeah, sure!)
(If you don't mind me asking, how long have you been stalking this chat?)
"But you weren't built for the sole purpose of killing the Vanguard."
She winced again. "True, and I'm sorry. My mind was twisted."
He shook his head, smiling. "Do I look like a vicious murderer to you?"
Rhianon tried for a motherly smile. "No, you do not. But your friend on the other hand…" She waved a hand over the mirror, revealing the true image.
Tessa was beating a wealthy looking businessman. He was covered in blood, and more dribbled from his mouth as he spat at her in Italian. She smirked and bashed his head against a wall, cracking his skull wide open. She watched as he slid to the ground, limp.
"She does have an inclination for that sort of problem solving." He still smiled slightly when he saw her.
(If you don't mind me asking, how long have you been stalking this chat?)
(from the beginning)
(If you don't mind me asking, how long have you been stalking this chat?)
(from the beginning)
(Damn. Any favorite parts?)
"She does have an inclination for that sort of problem solving." He still smiled slightly when he saw her.
"Uh sorry, who are you guys?" A girl in her early twenties appears out of no-where, her long brown hair in a messy braid and dressed in workout clothing.
Rhianon translated the cause of the kill. "He called her a whore."
Tessa lit the body on fire, erasing any trace of the man except a pile of ash.
He snorted, then whipped around to the girl. "Uh…..how are you in here?"
Rhianon tilted her head as she looked to the girl. "Perhaps one of the creatures of the Between is playing one of their pranks again."
"What?" She asks clearly confused and nervous, "Im Harper."
Rhianon frowned, not offering her name while she thought about how the girl appeared.
Runner obviously didn't trust her at all.
"Were you dragged from your world to here?" Rhianon finally asked.
"One moment I was on a run and the next I showed up here. So I guess i was dragged here?"
Harper looks at the boy, "Wait I know you, we were at that inn and the Sakuya lady helped us."
(is this still alive?)
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