[ ❝ factum est accidente ❞ // skit n taffy ]

[sinensys]

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muse a is a college student. she's tired no matter
how much sleep she gets, and at some point, she
accidentally summons a demon. yep, you got hea
rd that right. muse b - the demon - is v confused.

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a one on one between taffy and myself!

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[sinensys]

so what if things weren't really looking up for her?

it wasn't her fault things were dipping downwards: she was falling behind in latin, her economics professor was probably out to fail her, and she was way behind her personal schedule in picking up arabic. no, it couldn't be; she'd struggled last year, but she'd definitely learned from it. since then, she'd definitely changed from the naive nineteen year old she'd been - the one who'd flown through her high school in rickety nowhere, alabama without real competition. now she was twenty year old jasmin taylor graire, and now she was going to be at the top of the chain again, she was smart enough for it.

jas collapsed on her bed, still clothed in an oversized sweater and jeans, and shut her eyes for a moment. it was the evening now, around seven in the evening, but her roommate kaitlyn would be out late tonight - she had a date. jas couldn't envy her though, because one, she was lesbian, and two, collin was an arrogant brat who had the intelligence of a high school freshman. the room was all to herself, for whatever that was worth. she rolled over and pulled out her phone, opening up tumblr.

she spent what she thought was four minutes that way, and then her alarm went off at eight thirty. she'd set it to start doing some more latin, which she was struggling in at the moment which was, again, not her fault since the professor couldn't seem to understand their questions and rambled about things that didn't relate to anyone's questions whatsoever. she just never gave straight answers, probably seeing herself as this wise and philosophical being, and so jas set out to find her own answers.

as she closed out of tumblr, she accidentally opened up the camera, which momentarily revealed a light skinned, half-jamaican girl, her curly hair messily up in a bun. she'd thought about getting boxer braids, but never set aside time to do it. the program loaded, and she exited out of the program quickly, annoyed at her mis-tap.

with a groan, she got up and shuffled towards the kitchen, where she could make herself some mint tea and calm down or something. kaitlyn had excitedly bought a package of fresh mint leaves and insisted that it was organic. sometimes jas does drink mint tea, like she will in a moment, though had never let that be known. she pulled out the bouquet of mint, a cutting board, and a dull knife. two movement later, and she pulled back; she had cut herself slightly. her mother's thick jamaican accent voiced the saying, dull knives are still knives.

she bandaged it up and abandoned the tea, sitting down at the table with her laptop and a notebook. she'd get a drink later, but for now, jas would have to just deal with it. she opened the notebook and searched up common latin spells, frowning at the wax on the table. of course kaitlyn would have left the candles burning, even though she was out. jas rolled her eyes, but left the candles running. several months ago had been her birthday, and jasmin's other friend amaia had gifted her these black candles. amaia had said, "well you believe in voodoo, right?" amaia looked so sincere, jas didn't have the heart to correct her that her mother practiced obeah and not voodoo, and that she herself did not practice either religion.

she figured the best way to go about getting better with latin was translating what latin was best known for: spells and incantations. maybe she'd even be able to connect the spell with the sigils, therefore remembering words. jas spent an hour simply translating spells from all sorts of sites, no longer laughing when she found so many mistakes in most of them. then she found one on an obscure site with no comments beneath the statement, which claimed to be able to summon an unspecified demon. there was one word she hadn't quite recognized - ligandum. she read the whole statement aloud to maybe trigger memory of the word ligandum.

"ad constringendum, ad ligandum eos pariter et solvendum: et ad congregandum eos coram me."

[taffy;]

thana's least favorite thing to do as a demon was serving a human who summoned her.

she hated when she was relaxing in the underworld, sipping a nice glass of animal blood, when she feels herself suddenly getting pulled out. most of the time, the person she was summoning was usually an obnoxious, stuck up man with no one else to talk to or an obsessive geek who starts showing her his shrine of how much he loves her. the worst part is, she had to stay with them for their entire life unless they figure out how to get rid of her. most of the time, they do figure out how to get rid of her after a decade or so. on the very rare occasion, they end up falling in love with her and make her stay.

men. god did she hate them. she knew that some men weren't that bad. sometimes she'd get a guy who accidentally summoned her and is actually normal. however, most of the guys whom she met have been irritating, annoying, and just plain boring to her. she had barely met women in her life, as she had never gotten summoned by one. she had only saw them hanging out with her own owners, and noticed how unlike men, they seemed to have something to them that attracted her.

getting a female owner, however, was pretty much impossible for her. she was a demon who was the representation of everything a man desired. a beautiful woman with a fierce attitude but unrelenting loyalty. her long, fiery hair and dark yellow eyes were something that men simply wanted to grab for herself. she hated that. she hated how attractive she was to men, considering she herself didn't even want to bother with them.

she was walking on the streets of the underworld, looking at the stalls filled with goats horns, claws of black crows, and various types of blood. she was turning fifty thousand, which was a huge milestone in the demonic world. it meant you were officially coming of age, a real true demon. she sighed to herself. most of those years were not spent in her beloved home, but rather at the hands of incompetent owners. she was looking at the array of teeth when she felt it. that feeling of being pulled away.

she groaned loudly. seriously, and on her birthday of all days! she sighed, ready to face another ten years of pure torture.

she was suddenly inside an apartment. she knew immediately it was one of a college student, judging from how messy it was. she looked down in surprise to see not an man but a woman. and a pretty one at that. she felt her cheeks heat up, something she had never done before. odd. despite her surprise, she started to speak.

"hello, dear mortal. you have summoned thana, demon of male desire. I am at your service."

[sinensys]

something flickered into her peripheral vision.

it wasn't like it moved from elsewhere, it was a proper sort of appearance from thin air. jas nearly tumbled out of the chair when she saw the sudden figure, but she caught herself; instead, the chair promptly fell over as she stood up and stumbled back. it might as well have been a jumpscare - not one that was just sudden noise and a motion on the screen that led to the main menu, but rather the sort of jumpscare when you realize someone had been watching you all along.

in short, it spooked jasmin, and she jumped with a hand over her chest, which seemed to be thrumming with a way she'd never felt. before her stood a person - a red-headed woman, but with piercing eyes that laughed I bite yet also dared others to ask her something. jas wasn't certain anymore as to what was going on. even after the being introduced herself, jasmin just stood and stared in paralyzing stupor.

firstly, those eyes. she didn't know if she should be saying damn or if she should be worried about them. secondly, a demon?

maybe jas ought to quick drinking tea and switch to water. or maybe she should get more sleep. she just stared at the being - who introduced herself as thana - for at least a minute and a half before she sputtered out a rather loud, "what?"

[taffy;]

when she saw how surprised the girl was, she felt herself start to laugh. she assumed the person had summoned her by accident, considering that she was so shocked to see her. she flipped her hair, and crossed her legs while still floating in the air. now that she had introduced herself, all formalities were done for her. when she stopped laughing, she looked at the girl with amused eyes.

"it seems you might have summoned me by accident. tell me, were there candles around you while you started to say some random gibberish in latin?" she shook her head, a smug look on her face. "tut tut. you should know better." she flicked the girl's forehead, before floating back up in the air. she noticed the girl was staring at her intense eyes with her one. she bit her lip. why were her eyes so...soft looking.

"a-anyway, now that i'm here, you're going to have to get used to it. it might be weird having a girl with demonic eyes and goat horns in your life, but that's just the way it is." she snapped her hands, and a small tea set popped out. she started to pour herself a nice hot cup of animal's blood as she looked down at the girl. "now, since i'm here for the rest of your life, introduce yourself. tell me your name, age, what you like to do, which boy you're snogging, all that good stuff." she started to sip her tea elegantly.