Sunday, February 18, 2007
New Beginning 220
Brian Hodge looked at the raffle ticket he had just bought from his daughter.
"A werewolf? What on Earth am I going to do with a werewolf?"
"It's for a good cause, Dad."
"You mean it's for your cause."
Brian looked at his daughter, just turned nineteen. She wore a black leather corslet and high leather boots to her mid thigh. Her breasts were tightly packed into a cleavage, and from her nipples to her hips was a tool-worked pattern of roses and fire. Around her neck she wore a heavy wooden cross, and she carried a crossbow that fired bolts in the shape of wooden stakes.
"I wish you wouldn't wear stuff like that to the office. I mean, that thing barely even covers your butt crack."
"It's the lifestyle I chose, father. I wish you could respect that."
“I’m trying, honey, really I am -- but a werewolf? What if I win? One minute it’ll be chewing my slippers and crapping on the carpet, next minute it’ll be in my chair, reading the sports section and drinking my good liquor.”
His daughter sighed and gave him her special pity-the-parents look. “Modern times, Dad. You have to adapt.”
“I know, I know.” Brian’s gaze darted around the room, searching out divine assistance. “But werewolves, vampires, zombies? Ancient prophecies and arcane curses? Last month there was that band of unlikely adventurers you brought home. Your room's full of enchanted talismans and mystic keys. I mean, how can I--”
His daughter bent down to pick up a case of silver bullets.
“Ohmygod!” Brian clasped his hand over his eyes and turned away.
“What, dad?” Her eyes widened and her mouth hung open in exasperation.
“Honey, you have got to wear different clothes. I-- I think I just saw your magic portal.”
Opening: D. Jason Cooper.....Continuation: ril