The professor's grimace wasn't lost to Seneca and a gloomy feeling overcame the blonde when she saw the runes. Part of her wanted to request for them to be re-cast. Another was annoyed and thought that this wasn't true anyway, that three runes couldn't possibly predict the entire course of her life.

She didn't feel like giving her interpretation to the classroom, she viewed the unfortunate meanings as a personal failure of some sort.

"Sweet Merlin, I think these runes tell me that I'll need to stock up on cheering potions and vials of Felix Felicia," Seneca joked though she was unable to do so with a truly jovial tone. "The first one, Hagalaz, speaks of some disaster of the natural sort. Given the nature of my inquiry, there is a chance an experiment of mine might go wrong. Or it might point to me finding myself in a catastrophe. Perthro is a very feminine rune, it often points to fertility but in my case-" Seneca stopped. Part of her felt some relief in the rune's implication to her being infertile, but it was best she didn't mention it in the classroom. "In my case I suppose I will be unfruitful in whatever it is I want to accomplish." Bummer. Part of her wouldn't mind being infertile and living life as a wealthy spinster. The runes were crushing her dreams about her being an acclaimed scholar instead of simply a wife, though. "Finally, Raidho in reverse once again points to crisis and destruction."

By the time she was done speaking, she had adopted a somewhat sarcastically benused tone. Seneca concluded: "I suppose I will take this as a warning, Professor."

Mmmph. She was sure that if she cast a tarot spread later she'd get a completely new prediction about her future. This was silly.