spell-power:

Seems they were going a tad bit fast, weren’t they? Sarah nervously looked out the windows, and at the side view mirrors, to make sure no police cars were within their vicinity. Last thing she wanted was for them to get pulled over. Not a great way to end a pleasant evening!

Once he started to speak, Sarah turned to his direction yet kept her hands settled on her lap, nervously turning the clutch over a few times. “There.. there was a brawl that swept through? Like a gang of sorts?” They came to a red light; Sarah stared at it for a moment before directing her attention back to Rune.

“Washington state, the Tri-Cities area.” There was nothing like this back at home. It was dull, quiet, but Seattle wasn’t too far. “I have a place in Seattle, I spend some months there.” Shifting in the seat, her hands took a grip of the seatbelt, brushing it lightly, “Have you been?”

“Kinda. Mobs weren’t seeing eye to eye for a while. The one of the locals got possessed by a trickster god and the crap hit the fan after he did some poking.” He took a turn as she told him to, cutting around some slower traffic.

“Before that the sun opened up into a portal and some alien race from back home came out. Seemed bent on using our star for fuel.” He might have said that a little too casually, like it was normal around here.

“I’ve been close I think? Niagara Falls, doing a job there.”

murderbynecessity:

scalesandmagic:

murderbynecessity:

scalesandmagic:

murderbynecessity:

About damn time.

Anyone want pizza while I’m out that way?

Two large with chicken please.

Chicken?

Yeah? Grilled chicken. Papa Johns does it.

Oh, and ham too if they have it.

Fuckin’ odd ball.

[But she’d get it. She planned to bring a pile of boxes home. Wasn’t often she got pizza from this particular place.]

murderbynecessity:

scalesandmagic:

murderbynecessity:

About damn time.

Anyone want pizza while I’m out that way?

Two large with chicken please.

Chicken?

Yeah? Grilled chicken. Papa Johns does it.

Oh, and ham too if they have it.

murderbynecessity:

About damn time.

Anyone want pizza while I’m out that way?

Two large with chicken please.

If it’s good, it will become official.

intrepidusxdux:

scalesandmagic:

“Wow.” Man, this corner of the universe had really gone to shit. Rune reached over and took a glass. “Well then, point me to where ever I need to go. After the alcohol first if you please.”

“I’ll give you a chance. Let you help out with the training. But if you screw up once, you’re out, got it?” he said, raising the glass in a mock salute before downing it.

“Sounds good hoss.” He raised his glass in return before drinking from it. “Anything else besides demons, Lucy and whatever else he brought along we need to worry about? Doesn’t sound like he brought the whole nine yards with him.”

spell-power:

“Why not.” She mumbled and sunk into her seat somewhat, glowering all the while. Ah some people were truly lucky. Oh, right, she had to give him the address, otherwise, how in the world would they get there. Unless he could read her mind - which was hinting at envious thoughts at the moment!

“Right, sorry. About five miles from here, on the corner of Arthur Avenue and Harper, there are several restaurants there, it is close to the coast.” She could have never paid for the hotel, it was luxurious, but the museum had put her up for a few days and who was she to refuse. Everything had been paid for! 

“Yes ma’am.” Rune started zipping along, casually doing over the speed limit. He’d helped put the city back together more than once, so he was going to take a liberty or two. Sue him.

“You came at a good time though. City is back mostly together again from the last brawl to sweep through.” He stopped at a red light, looking over at her. “Where exactly are you from anyway?”

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