Well you wouldn't even know a diamond if you held it in your hand.

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Late afternoon, Sunday, August 30th


Been spendin' mosta m'time workin'ese days. Now'at Tez's stayin' at th'Doc's ain't feelin' like I gotta babysit'im s'much. Anyway, wuz gettin' t'th'point I wuz 'bout ready t'blow th'damn truck up rather'n spend another night innere. Even when we wuz t'gether fer real we spent mosta th'nights in m'wagon. Ain't'at's truck's a bad place, an'I know why'e's s'damn proud ovvit, but sure's hell don't wanna bloody live'ere.

So. Got a li'l more time. Been able t'getta bit more sleep, able t'work on s'more shit, earn a bit more cash. Sold some good shit t'somma th'marks; couple good curses, an abortifacient to a cryin' girl, poison t'a crazy-eyed man. 'nough at'll be eatin' well ferra good couple months. S'like I told Slaughterman; always a market fer what I got t'sell.

Fer now, though, workin' local-like. Grindhouse ladies mostly in needa what I got on hand. Somuvvem want more 'ffective anti-baby shit'an y'c'n get in th'towns. Somuvvem wanna keep somethin' on hand 'gainst any mark't gets too frisky. Somuvvem want a li'l flash t'go wit'ere acts. An' somuvvem....well, somuvvem I don't ask.

Daiyu needs a refill...don't always got what she craves, but I got some shit'at keeps'er quiet. Hate t'think what she's gonna do if'n we can't get outta'ere. Marguerite wants more ovva li'l enchantment I got, makes'er bleed durin' sex. Likes t'play virgin, she does. An' Parthenope wants a li'l more'a'er fav'rite insurance. No problem, gottit all. Stop by all th'girls, make sure'ey's good. Ain't my girls, but I help'em out, an' we look out fer each other. S'fam'ly.

Last stop's th'new girl, Lily. Ain't bought nothin' from me yet, but might's well check jes' in case. Rap onner door, "Hey, 's'Syl."


[OPEN to Lilith]

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Her eyes slide down to my chest and I smile watching her internal struggle, oh she really doesn't like me. Good. I've found out what I wanted to know, if we can't be friends..then..well that's her loss, let her battle Iblis all by her very little self.

Then she frowns and ohohoh the pretty witch is trying to peek! How cute. I half consider teaching her a lesson and letting her see as much of me as she can stand. Fun for a moment, but then..its all over and no more. Besides she may still prove useful at some point, even though I can't imagine how at the moment. Unfortunately for her, she will see nothing, which perhaps to her might very well be something in itself. Or maybe I'm a witch too? "Ohh, now peeking isn't very nice, Syl," I purr, "If there's something you want to know, perhaps you should just ask," I say pleasantly, "I've heard that's considered to be a more civilized way to obtain information and civil can be fun at times, can it not?" I ask tilting my head and giggling as I hand her a wad of money well over the amount she asked for.

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....don't look like nothin' special t'my eyes...but she's smilin' a bit bigger, an' ain't no way she's not puttin' th'whammy on me. I may be a horny fuckin' bitch, but ain't never come'is close t'jumpin' somebody I don't like b'fore. Either'm fucked in th'head 'r she's doin' somethin', an'm likin' th'second idea one helluva lot more. But sure can't see nothin'...

"Ohh, now peeking isn't very nice, Syl. If there's something you want to know, perhaps you should just ask. I've heard that's considered to be a more civilized way to obtain information and civil can be fun at times, can it not?"

...right. She's either a witch with a lot more power'n me, 'r...bleedin' hell, didn' Tez say there wuz more gods wand'rin' 'round? Wouldn'at jes' beat all? An' speakin'a that, somethin's occurrin' t'me...

"You wuz at th'Tavern," I says slowly, remem'brin', "You wuz sittin' wit' Tez annis psycho monster - aw fuckin we raw wit' a bloody shovel, who th'hell're you?"

Ignore th'wadda money she passes t'me. Don't got no int'rest in takin' money from...somethin'.

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There's a pause as she considers it all, I don't have to read her mind to know what she's thinking about. She hates me yet she wants me, oh what a tangled web we weave, hmm?

"You wuz at th'Tavern," I says slowly, remem'brin', "You wuz sittin' wit' Tez annis psycho monster - aw fuckin we raw wit' a bloody shovel, who th'hell're you?" she says, beginning to weaving it all together.

"I was," I smile, letting the money drop to the ground as I slowly take a seat on the bed. I remember the slight recognition on her face when Iblis introduced me and my smile widens, "Oohhh Tez didn't tell you about me? Shame on him," I say in a scolding voice. "You already know who I am Syl, you just chose to ignore it when you were told. But then, I guess the..psycho monster as you so eloquently put it, does tend to have that affect on people. Always stealing the thunder for himself, such a needy thing he is at times," I laugh rolling my eyes. Psycho Monster.. I'll have to remember that, though I don't think it will have the same effect as Pookie does. "Perhaps you should ask Tez? He knows who I am. Unless your ready to guess?" I smile. I do love the look on their face when they realize who I am.

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Bloody hell, can't fuckin' b'lieve I fergot'er, but wit' Tez an' meetin' "Kent" an'en Zann...tot'lly fuckin' fergot there'd even been a chick at th'damn table. An' if'm readin'er right, she didn't like'at, no sir. This ain't a chick't takes kindly t'bein' ignored.

"Oohhh Tez didn't tell you about me? Shame on him. You already know who I am Syl, you just chose to ignore it when you were told. But then, I guess the..psycho monster as you so eloquently put it, does tend to have that affect on people. Always stealing the thunder for himself, such a needy thing he is at times. Perhaps you should ask Tez? He knows who I am. Unless you're ready to guess?"

Stare at'er ferra sec. Lily. Lilith. Name's in onna m'books. Name's inna few ovvem. She's...

....an'en I start laughin'.

Laugh long and laugh bloody hard. An' when I look up 'n see th'look onner face jes' makes m'laugh harder. S'a while 'fore I c'n get th'breath t'say, "Y'gotta be kiddin' me. Th'lady outcast by God 'cuz she wouldn't lay under'er man's now layin' under'em ferra livin'. Good thin' allose ladies't admired ya ain't 'round t'see'is. Be mighty dis'ppointed, I think." Oh, bloody hell. 's gotta be th'funniest damn thin' I ever did hear.

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I watch her face and..oh my I think she's finally got it. And then she laughs and keeps laughing until I think she's going to choke. Well perhaps I just wish she would, which reminds me I do need to go get my Djinn back as well.

"Y'gotta be kiddin' me. Th'lady outcast by God 'cuz she wouldn't lay under'er man's now layin' under'em ferra livin'. Good thin' allose ladies't admired ya ain't 'round t'see'is. Be mighty dis'ppointed, I think."

Of course that is what she would think isn't it, intelligence no more keen than the complacent cow that she descended from, only seeing what's set in front of her. But I do find I'm laughing with her, or rather..at her and her sad assumptions. Much like Tez, I'm contented to let them be blinded by their own stupidity, they never see whats coming that way. Though I must admit I had hoped she would be something...more as I've always taken a particular interest in witches. Its unfortunate this one has displayed no more understanding or intelligence than her little god of a lover, though I will say she's definitely more of a man then he'll ever be.

"However would I be able to live with myself if they did find out," I say dryly, yawning. You'd think they would come up with better attempts at insults after centuries upon centuries of evolution.

"As much as I'd love to continue this stimulating conversation," I smile, "I have a date I just can't miss. Though when you see Tez, do tell him "you're welcome" for me? He'll understand," I grin, licking my lips. Then its my turn to laugh as my body fades and I leave the room and the building.

Lily has had her time to think on her friend Kent being the devil and the time has come to ask. Since sweet Zann has not come to find me, I'll go find her. Hide and Seek is one of my favorite games.

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Oh, yeah, lookat'er. Laughin' wit'me, but she sure's hell don't like bein' laughed at. Not at fuckin' all. "However would I be able to live with myself if they did find out." she says, makin' sure t'yawn so's I see how li'l she cares. An'en comes th'dramatics. "As much as I'd love to continue this stimulating conversation, I have a date I just can't miss. Though when you see Tez, do tell him "you're welcome" for me? He'll understand." an' she disappears. Cute.

Shrug. Take m'charm an' herbs back. Tempted t'take th'money too, but decide t'leave it be. Y'don't study witchcraft wit'out hearin' a few tales'a what stealin' from gods 'n such getcha. Leave th'money 'ere....but ain't gonna be payin'er no more visits,'at's fer damn sure. An' thinkin' I oughta find Tez. Don't think I c'n chase'is bitch out on m'own. Mebbe Tez c'n help me roust'er.

But first...first'm gonna go back t'm'wagon. T'm'bed. An' lock th'bloody door. 'r go inta t'town'n dig Verdi up. Yeah. Verdi. Haul'er upstairs ferra couple hours. Goddamn bitch knows how t'put th'whammy on someone.