>>5317628https://youtu.be/jt3zmsVAakQ<span class="mu-g">”Ello ello, kitten…”
Looking up from the leaf, you find the totem chamber shrouded in a deep green cloud–the demons frozen in place like figures in a wax museum. You try to blink, but you’re met with an almost unnatural lethargy–like you were wading through a sea of maple syrup. The faint scent of wild grass and towering trees tickles your nose as a pale hand with immaculate GREEN fingernails gently rests on your shoulder.
“Never were one for being prompt, were you?” Remarks the hand’s owner as she peeks out from behind you to give you a jagged, toothy grin. “But we can hardly argue with the results…”
SHANNON, you mutter, still finding it hard to move, what is she doing here?
“Not much, really…” The fairy coos as she takes her time trotting over to the terminal sitting in front of you. “But that’s cuz’ we aren’t here–not fully, at least.” Poking her gloved hand through the face of the terminal like a ghost, the fairy stares at you with a look you can’t quite comprehend. “But thanks to YOU…” she continues as she gestures to you, “and people LIKE you, we stand to see quite a bit of, well, GROWTH in the near future.”
The GLOWING LEAF flutters between your fingers.
“But there are RULES, of course…” Shannon continues with an annoyed click of her tongue. “Borders to be avoided, names to respect… but people like you, Stanley,” she continues as she licks her sharp teeth, “Well, you’re the lifeblood of our entire operation.”
Taking her place at your side once more, the hair on the back of your neck bristles as the fairy idly runs her fingers through your hair.
“And that, my dear,” she continues, whispering into your ear, “makes you a very… VERY powerful girl… How’s that sound to you, hm?”
Good, you shrug, but she’s talking about that JOB, isn’t she? The one where-
“We’re not just talking about a JOB, Stanley…” The fairy interjects with a groan, “we’re talking about your… well, your FUTURE.”
Appearing in front of you, the fairy stares you down with her glowing GREEN EYES.
“We know you’re not one for CONTRACTS… for LITERATURE. So all that’s left now is a… let’s call it a ‘gentlemen’s agreement’, yes? No more pithy agreements or clauses…”
As long as you finish the job, huh?
“Right on the first try, kitten.” Taking the opportunity to adjust your hat and collar, the fairy looks up at the TOTEM and sighs. “And to think this will be your final freelancer task… we’d cry if we could…”
Mimicking tears, Shannon turns your way with a Cheshire grin on her pale face. “This one’s a cakewalk, kitten: just take that trinket there…” she explains, pointing to the LEAF fluttering in your hand, “and put it right THERE.” She concludes, pointing a gloved finger at the terminal. “Easy as one, two, love.”
>CONTD.</span> 