What the Fox showed me while rushing towards the trouble could be classified exactly as a rodeo. I've never had to do this cowboy sport, and I recognize my mistake. I held onto her fur like a lifeline and clenched my teeth just to keep from yelling obscenities. Of course, it didn't stop me from swearing on the inside.
Despite the fact that we were moving very fast - everything blurred before my eyes, she hardly made any loud noises. Either she weighed less than she looked, or she somehow got rid of the sounds with this fox magic of hers.
Of course, everything happens right now with the suddenness of toddler diarrhea, and it seemed that I will have to fight, and oddly enough, I would really like to. More so, now I know that even after death, my adventures will not end. All my dreams and expectations, of course, went to waste or, at best, fucked off until better times. But my attempts to change my perception this month have borne fruit. I no longer wanted to lie face down in the pillow and scream, or try to break through nearby walls with that same face if I wasn't busy lying face down in the pillow.
On the good side, I stopped working hard in class, and seriously studied only what could help me in any future worlds, because it was quite obvious that if I tried to solve the vampire brainwashing situation of my ex, I would most likely get killed or maimed in the process. And it will happen as soon as physically possible, so instead of racing for points and creds, I decided to spend more time with my pops.
That included going fishing with uncle Clearwater, who, just like uncle Billy, is on the Quileute tribal council. And uncle Clearwater definitely knew a couple of local wolves who could move to intercept any aggressive ghouls. I had his phone number, so while Tomiko was just speeding up, I sent a short message. The text wasn't too complicated, but I was shaking, part of my palm busy holding the sword, and the other was preventing me from flying the fuck off my furry friend. Oh well. what's done is done.
"SOS WLVS NEED ON LOKUT"
An ingenious abbreviation, of course, but there's hope he will understand and notify their pet puppies. I was not going to get acquainted with the real brutal werewolf natives until my backside is burning, and I didn't imagine that it get to burn as soon as now! That's why I didn't have a direct line of communication with the pups leader.
Tomiko told me the plot of twilight in bits and pieces, of course, but even one sparkling ghoul here would be a rather overwhelming opponent for me in such a weak state.
I hope this magic sword of hers will help.
Well, or I will die very quickly, but at least with a spark.
I wasn't ever going to become this local vampire, even if Rosalie herself offers to bite me, promising a good fuck right before, in all honesty. Any doubts disappeared after I found out, that part of the soul of this particular vampire breed simply locks itself in the body after death, and the other part goes where it needs to go - and that's why local vampires may not remember life before very well, by the way. As for souls and magic, I had no choice but to trust Tomiko's opinion - I had no magical education. Unfortunately, my first world is not even Harry Potter. Tomiko confirmed that there is a small chance to get into that very world. That's also why my soul isn't for sale if the price is sexulal intercourse. Who would trade the opportunity to be reborn with the memory of past lives and the opportunity to grow due to the gradual development of soul layers, for a relationship with a vampire, to whom, yes, I am strongly attracted, but later I will definitely not be able to morph myself a working penis, even if I push as hard as women by the end of pregnancy have to. The body of these ghouls freezes up in the form before turning.
And that's why, even when Tomiko calmed down and gently informed me, through gritted teeth, but still very gently, that if I really, really wanted to, she would still give me carte blanche for any vampire transformations. Everything's for you, yeah, yeah, I so believe in her blah-blah, uh-huh. At this point after all that knowledge she dumped on me, I almost blew tea with my nose - at the time we were sitting at the dinner table. Then I dismissed her attempts to play at democracy with a completely simple repetition of what she told me, only from a slightly different angle. I reminded her that my immortal soul, which is now capable of conscious development and magical antics, is definitely not worth the promise of consistent sex life with any beautiful vampire women.
Tomiko clearly - I could see it in her face expressions - felt disgusted by such a crude statement of the problem. That showed me her innocent feminine side, honestly, very cute. But at the same time she was completely satisfied with my verbal permission to rip my head off before I ever turn into one of those vamps.
I hope today's fight doesn't lead to that.
I love fighting, yes, but I'm very afraid of the possibility of dying shamefully if my shield power doesn't work at the speeds of the local vampires.
Remembering death and what happened in between is not the best way to stop being afraid of your end, to be honest.