Quoted By:
Rin:
Luck; luck is all Rin had. No dad, no mom, no cock; luck is all that ever was. The lucky girl stretches as she levers herself upright, turning her head to the sky above. Is luck something that you have? Where can you find it? Do lucky charms work, then? She hadn't pondered the nature of luck yet because Rin would rather see than think, but if there ever was a time, it is now.
Because perhaps there /is/ one wish she could think of that could be worth this price.
One wish to make things fun forever, once and for all.
Even though punching Witches seems fun, Rin knows she has to make sure. The high-altitude winds tussle her fringe momentarily uncovering a Byzantine Blue mirror wildly sparking with excitement. It's here, Oyabun; the way out. No sucking fat cocks for Rin, no slaving away at the kitchen. When she speaks next her voice rings out over the gusts howling around the tower in a loud, firm monotone.
>"COCK."
Dolores, whose eyes had betrayed a hint of melancholy at Rin's little trance, frowns and purses her lips just a bit before resuming her job of acting all sly and mysterious. She reminds Rin, maybe just in case, that 'COCK' isn't a wish. Who laughs anyway at the mention.
Rin: I wish that the wheel of fortune only turns in my favor.
Dolores: You are sure of this.
Rin says nothing. As the howling wind lets her take another peek at Rin's wonderful eyes, Dolores simply nods.
Dolores: Then this contract is sealed.
All at once, Rin feels that all of the air inside of her, and something else, leaves her violently. Soon she's gasping heavily over and over, and immediately takes out her inhaler in case her asthma just got worse.
Dolores: You won't be needing that anymore.
Rin looks up: right in front of her nose, a very pretty gem is floating. On impulse, she punches it- but Dolores's dainty hand gets in the way and she's pushed back to the ground again.
Dolor stands and cleans her magical suit violently.
Dolor: You idiot. You jester. You absolute buffoon. You... motherfucker! Do you have ANY idea of what you almost did? You nearly killed yourself. This Soul Gem is your life!
Dolores shakes and shakes the pretty little gem energetically as to make sure her point is drilled in Rin's head, her mysterious and sassy persona already a forgotten afterthought.
But Rin just shrugs.
ع Rin: I'm lucky now.
To which Dolores finds nothing to say but infinite curses. So she just clears her throat, stretching the Soul Gem to Rin.
Dolores: Then take it, this Soul Gem: for that is your destiny.
ع Rin: Cock.
Rin laughs with all her heart, kneeling, grabbing her chest, laughing some more. She's free from school. Cock. She's free from work. Cock. She's free from old creepy salaryman who fuck hobos. Cock.
