Outlander Reversed

Three

Later that Eve, after retrieving what turned out to be a butchered Cow instead of a live one, the seemingly mismatched pair were back at Summer’s house. She’d shown her impromptu guest around the hundred and forty-five acres she lived on over the course of the Day after they’d gotten back. He’d seemed particularly interested in her Horses and the pasture where they usually grazed, and she hadn’t been surprised by that.

        But the entire Time they’d been traipsing around and checking on things like her Animals and Garden, there’d been something she’d kept Hidden from him. Jamie’d seemed both dubious and surprised that she believed his claim of what Time period he was from so readily. Even still, he’d gone along with anything she’d said to explain his sudden presence like a champ, never once trying to contradict her. What he didn’t realize was that there was a reason she believed him–and it was even more shocking than his own claim.

        Few knew that what he thought was a young woman was actually an Elf–and one who was already upwards of three Centuries in age. She’d lived through not just the Time period he was from, but many others–after all, she’d been born prior to what was now known as the Salem Witch Hunt of 1692.

        Summer’d opted to keep that part Secret for now, ’cuz outta the many things she was good at, reading Energy was one of her best talents. It didn’t take being an astrophysicist for her to realize that not only was the ginger man telling the Truth about what Year he’d thought it was, but he was also a Catholic. Chances were, he wouldn’t take well to simply being told that she was a Pagan–if that was true, he damn sure wouldn’t be willing to believe what she told him about being a Centuries-old Elf. That also meant he wouldn’t believe the story of her Ancestry–that she was the daughter of a figure known as the Great Guardian in Celtic Mythology, as well as another known as the Æther in Norse Mythology.

        Luckily for her, while there was a lot she couldn’t tell him–at least, not at the moment–she didn’t have to hide some parts of herself from him. Being a musician may not’ve been an everyday occurrence in 1742, but at least there had been musicians back then. They just likely hadn’t played a lotta the instruments she could play–or if they did, they just didn’t play the same versions of them. It depended on whether or not certain versions’d been invented yet, after all, considering things like electric guitars obviously wouldn’t have existed back then. For that reason, she didn’t necessarily try to hide going outside with her violin after he’d retired for the Night.

        Taking care to walk a decent distance from the house, the Elvin woman was quick to rosin up her bow and position the violin against her shoulder correctly. Her eyes slipped shut as the fingers of her right hand settled into position, her left hand drawing the bow across the strings in a long, drawn-out note. But that was when she really let loose as she dove head-first into one of her favorite songs, easily transposing what’d originally been tracked on uilleann pipes. She was only vaguely aware when Jamie stepped onto her front porch to listen after taking notice of the Music he suddenly heard. In fact, she didn’t even turn around to face him till after she’d Ended the song with another drawn-out note–which’d originally been tracked on piano–a few minutes later.

        “Canna say as I’ve ever heard a song like that,” he chuckled once she’d Returned to the porch. “But it sounded a lot like other songs I have heard before.”

        “Of course, ya ain’t heard such a song before,” Summer laughed. “This style of Music wasn’t invented till within the last thirty Years or so–well, most of it, that is.”

        “Aye?” The ginger man’s brows rose as they settled on the swing that’d been hung from her porch roof.

        “I helped one of my cousins write it within the last ten Years for his band,” she explained. “And his band’s Music’s a combination of a symphony and something called heavy metal.”