Mature Explorers, restless in midlife, strive to be first in new horizons

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People brag about how they have no attention span. I don't know why. I think I have a fine attention span. Madame X talked for a long time. A LONG time. She said yoni so many times.

At points I think she was reciting poetry.

I didn't want to be a dick to her. I was asking for help but at a certain point I had enough of her lecture. As politely as I could I interrupted and said that was all good stuff but was she actually going to do something to help?

She didn't love that. I forged ahead anyway. I told her in detail what had happened with Eterno and Bloody Mary, how I saw him perving on me through the mirror and everything else I knew. Which wasn't much.

Her response was to tell me that I lack patience. She said that we had all the time in the world to deal with him. I said that if we were going to do something I think it's important that we do it while he's in Silver City. I think he's much more powerful in Mexico. Obaluaiye told me that on his home ground even very powerful mages would have trouble affecting him due to his wards. It sounded like his tradition was one that placed a lot of importance on the power of home.

She blinked at me like she was surprised and admitted that might be right. She said they "they" are known to work their magic like that. I didn't like the way she said "they". I don't know if she's a magic racist or the normal kind or both but she said it with an unmistakable tone.

Further proving her point about my lack of patience I said that I had a show in Rochester tomorrow night and I wouldn't be sticking around for long. She smiled and said that she'd spot me the 50 bucks.

I didn't love that.

I'm trying to keep an open mind about Madame X but she's more than a little condescending. Her reaction to most things I say is mild amusement. Like I'm a little kid acting like a grown up and it's adorable. I need her help. So I have to be nice.

I started to explain that making to the show wasn't totally about the money and she actually tutted at me. Or tsked. She made a noise that no one ever makes in real life. She said that if she was going to take me on as an apprentice I couldn't be traveling all over the country anyway.

I was stunned. I don't remember anything about asking to learn from her. The thought had crossed my mind but once she started in about masturbating in front of a crowd as a magical method that thought went away.

As politely as I could I told her that I wasn't into her method. Maybe at some point in the future we could work together to learn if we focused on the actual spells and not the prep. I get my energy a different way but after that it's the same thing right?

She made a face like a shit-smeared roach wiggled in through her lips into her mouth.

I tried to apologize, saying that sex just wasn't my thing. That just made her angrier. She started to deliver an indignant monologue but to her credit she cut that off. Less to her credit she did accuse me to buying into patriarchal something or other and phallus this and phallus that.

I thought she was going to kick me out of her house at my response of a half-shrug and "Uh . . . my body my choice?"

She got so red in the face it almost didn't seem real. Maybe she has more blood than a normal person. Or her cosmetics do something in reaction to heat. She didn't scream at me or throw me out of the house. Her tone was clipped though.

"Eterno has become a pawn of the Dark Man. Tomorrow we'll do a ritual to set him free."

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