Intermettzo: Intervention

My vision darkened and..

“how could you have done this Astrid, you have always been troublesome but this! Think of your father, of your brother and sister, how do you think this is coming across to them”

She has gone through my room, I should have known better than to leave the pentagram just covered by the carpet, my mother is relentless if it comes to finding secrets.

“I have my own life! And I can do with it as I please. If that includes making deals you don’t approve, than that’s a shame!”

My little sister Redemption begins crying, she always does this when mother and I argue, I have stopped letting it bother me overly much, mother only uses it as an argument against me anyway.
“see what you have done, you have made your little sister cry again!”

Ricardo chimes in as well: “I thought I knew you, all the things we shared.. “. He is a nice boy, though sometimes a bit simple. “Ricardo we could walk away together from all this!”

Before he can reply mother starts talking again: “Astrid, please just go the resort, they will help you, make you.. normal again. Father Ka’tau help me get through to this child”

In his low baratone Ka’Tau begins his lecture, I can almost recite the lines for him. “Young Astrid, you must trust in the love of Bahamtut, if you go to the rehabitiliation center they will take good care of you, and more importantly your soul.”
“MY SOUL?” I reply full of scorn. “I don’t know if you have been listening but I don’t think Bahamut has any claim to my soul anymore, if he ever had any.”
So yes I sold my soul, that wasn’t very impressive. Everybody can sell their soul if they know how to draw a pentagram and speak some arcana words, you don’t even need a spark of magic to make it happen. No what I did was far more impressive, I sold my soul 3 times! Every time under a different name. The fool imps never caught on, and even if they ever find out I now have the perfect skill set to play them off against each other.

No longer will there be a voice in the crowd softly murmering about the half blood, no I shine now! People will hang from my lips as I speak and be awed when I play, the only thing that I need is a song, a song grand enough to match..

The room has degraded to shouting, mother in her high voice, Ka’Tau in his low, Redemption crying the whole time. It is then when the wall burst open. On his bike moter bike sits the Halfling that I know only to well. Garritas.

“Astrid my dear, come on, hop on with me. Leave this trash alone, I can show a good good time” he says, eyebrows wiggling.”
“What is this ruffian doing in my house!” Mother yells. In reply I roll my eyes “ where’d you think I got the books from..”
“What do you think honey?”
I look around again, everybody is in disarray, yelling, crying, making obscene gestures..
“Fuck you all, I made my bed and I will lie on it, alone if need be”
And with that I walk away, slam the door and

 

My vision returns, I lie on the stones looking up at the words of creation.
“What..?”
Around me the rest of the party also has a slightly dazed look on their face.
“Astrid?” someone asks.

“let’s not talk about it.”

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