[As expected, the next few days are full of silence, solitude, and the occasional echo of whatever music Amelia has on when in proximity to Henry (it's a large variety, not just obnoxious pop, but classical music, hip hop, show tunes, acoustic guitar... it goes on). Her mind is completely guarded and it's only the occasional written note to let him know where she is at a given time.
Her face is impressively stoney and neutral in the meantime. Her students, notice this sudden change at school and assume it's an indication that they ought to behave despite the year being nearly done. At least Ms. Steinbeck is generous with granting study periods where it's basically her free pass to goof off.
Progress on Henry's case will be slow until Berna gets back to her.
And thus, it seems her guest will be resigned to a dull and stale time in this world and this boring town.
Maybe.
Turns out, probably not.
One late evening, the sound of glass shattering on the floor interrupts the icy peace of the house. From the back door wet foot prints dot the floor leading to the kitchen. The fridge is wide open and in front of it, scavenging inside is a tall and slimy... Something. Something blue-grey, with fin like appendages sprouting from it's head. Definitely not human.
Whatever it is, it's helping itself to the witch's food and recently purchased groceries. The cupboards where the cereal and snacks are kept fare no better. Most of it is eaten or spilled on the ground.]
Munch, crunch, munch.
[Yup. Big blue lizard man is raiding the kitchen. It is a very odd sight in the middle of Amelia's pristine and cozy home.]
once in a blue moon;
Her face is impressively stoney and neutral in the meantime. Her students, notice this sudden change at school and assume it's an indication that they ought to behave despite the year being nearly done. At least Ms. Steinbeck is generous with granting study periods where it's basically her free pass to goof off.
Progress on Henry's case will be slow until Berna gets back to her.
And thus, it seems her guest will be resigned to a dull and stale time in this world and this boring town.
Maybe.
Turns out, probably not.
One late evening, the sound of glass shattering on the floor interrupts the icy peace of the house. From the back door wet foot prints dot the floor leading to the kitchen. The fridge is wide open and in front of it, scavenging inside is a tall and slimy... Something. Something blue-grey, with fin like appendages sprouting from it's head. Definitely not human.
Whatever it is, it's helping itself to the witch's food and recently purchased groceries. The cupboards where the cereal and snacks are kept fare no better. Most of it is eaten or spilled on the ground.]
Munch, crunch, munch.
[Yup. Big blue lizard man is raiding the kitchen. It is a very odd sight in the middle of Amelia's pristine and cozy home.]