Friday, June 15, 2007

Salvage Rites

 

“Did she indeed?” Harold dismissed the imp and picked up his jacket. “Come on, Jasfoup,” he said as he strode through the kitchen. “There’s a witch in Slough who’s just mis-drawn her protective circle and is about the summon one of the Nine Brethren.”

“She’ll be ripped into pieces.” Jasfoup chuckled. “We can’t intervene, though. It’s a risk you take when you summon a lord of Hell and I’m not putting my neck out to stop her winning a Darwin Award.”

“I’m not going to interfere,” said Harold. “I just want to get there as soon as possible.”

Jasfoup frowned. “Why the hurry? “

Harold grinned. “If we’re first on the scene I can claim salvage rights on her equipment and familiars.”

 

© Rachel Green 2007

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