sylvanSpider
Weaver of Webs
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#7
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Blue just put a hand to her face, covering her mouth and shutting it by pressing up with her thumb and shook her head. The last thing she imagined today was seeing a demon, much less looking like an idiot in front of one. “I'm...Blue. Or, at least, that's what all my friends call me. Or, uh, would if I had any. I just moved here and Internet isn't on yet.” As if getting Internet was even in the books at this point. It was hard enough paying for a bus pass and rent. “I was given the name Edith by my birth parents. So, uh, you can call me either, really.”
She followed all five of the demons eyes as they peered at the candles, at least two of which were put out, small wisps of smoke still seeping from dampened wicks. “If ah...not the first, then definitely the second. I was just trying to relax, honestly. I figured the candles would be nicer than this,” she waved her fingers at the fluorescent light. She looked down at her shower curtain-clad body and shook her head, “I most certainly wasn't expecting company. I think this is plenty embarrassing for the both of us, yeah? And while I'd be lying if I said I wasn't definitely curious, that wasn't the intent at all...Besides, I'd say you got quite the eyeful of me, didn't you?” Her cheeks were flushed, not enjoying having her integrity questioned.
“Uhm. Okay, first of all, rude. Second, you ever hear of Faust? Because I have, and that shit doesn't sound wise. Look, it's true that I talk to myself and I may have wished for some help, but I definitely didn't ask for a demon. I fuckin' read. I know what comes from deals with demons. Look, you're lovely, but I'm not quite that stupid.” Blue shook her head, shifting her weight from one leg to another, wishing she had clothes at that moment. “Besides, any wish that I had you either wouldn't or couldn't do so...uh, guess you got off easy on this one?”
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Posted 10-02-2017, 08:06 PM
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