The Shine

What does anyone do really?

Joshdan wasn't keen on giving me his sugar momma's contact information at first. He assumed I wanted the information because I was going to run a game on her. Which is not a crazy thing to think in this business. It didn't help that we hadn't kept in contact after the orgy incident.

I'm not sure which he was more afraid of, that I would blow up his spot or that I wouldn't cut him in on the score. My rock solid explanation of "I just need to talk to her okay?" proved to be unconvincing.

In the end I told him that a luchador named Eterno was making a rare appearance in Silver City. Eterno had killed the man that first taught me magic and then possessed my opponent in a match and gave me a severe concussion as a warning not to seek him out.

Since I was going to seek him out and I am magically underpowered I need reinforcements and his "friend" was the only other person I knew who might be magic. Also, a guy who murdered some people in the 80s might be showing up as well, which is also something that magic might be able to help me out with.

He made a disgusted noise and said "Fine don't tell me but you don't have to be a bitch about it."

He said he'd give me her number for $500. I countered with $50 on the condition that I could pay him half later. He got pissed like I was the one wasting his time. I asked him where he was going to be tomorrow night. He asked why and I said "I'm going to come show you that magic is real so we can get fucking on with this."

It's only a 20 hour drive from Laredo to Dayton.

Things must be going better for Joshdan than me because he stays at the Day's Inn. He left a key for me so I was asleep on his bed when he came in. I asked him how the show went expecting "Great" or "fine" or "not so good". Instead he talked for what seemed like an hour. What time he got to the venue and who he talked to in the locker room and a literal move-by-move breakdown of what sounded like a very by the book wrestling match.

I wanted to tell him to shut up but you can't do that when you're trying to get someone to help you. Once he finally did shut up I summoned my fetch. I didn't see a way to sugar coat it so I just did it. Rip the hair out in one yank.

"Huh" was all he said. Are you fucking kidding me? Magic is real. MAGIC. I summoned a duplicate of myself, created it out of nothing. With MAGIC. And all you can do is go "huh"? Give me fucking something man!

"What does it do?" was his question. Like just it being there wasn't enough for him. I admit that it is kind of pathetic that my fetch is an inert thing but give me a break. What fucking magic can you do bro? He started to tell me how he was very spiritual and felt connected and blah blah blah about how he always thought he was magic.

I told him as nicely as I could that we didn't have a lot of time and he needed to shut up. Turns out that we had all night and the next day.  

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