Aug 30, 2004 03:15
//Firewalled against the Count.//
As I suspected, the Count, like everyone else, has reverted to form. Started up again with the endless pages on my beeper, and I haven't gotten my paycheck yet but I expect he'll take back the raise, too. Plus he's got that look again, like he's plotting something. Oh, let's face it, he's always plotting something, isn't he?
Mikka told me she called a radio psychologist. About me and the Count. And then we got into a bit of an argument, because she still wants me to leave him and get a normal job where I don't have to fear for my life, or hers. Or kill him, I'm not sure which. But I still can't see any way around it. Except that she suddenly pulled out this little slip of paper with a phone number on it. A vengeance demon, specializes in avenging wronged demons. Her name is either Sierra or Satavaesa, I'm not quite sure. A friend of Yuffie's, Mikka said. She wants me to call her, she grants wishes, extremely powerful ones.
Crap, what would I wish for? For the Count to fry? Burn in hell for all eternity for the things he's done? Not just to me but to everyone else he's hurt? I'll need to think about it some, phrase the wish just right. I know how these wish things go, I don't want to screw it up.
//End firewall.//
Well, I've neutralized the wedding damage as well as I could, cancelled everything and got most of the deposits back. The one thing I can't seem to do is ask Mikka for the ring, back, she seems to really love it. And it is beautiful on her. Thing is? I sort of put that on my credit card, and it's really pushing the balance to the max. And if I don't get the raise? It's going to take quite a few paychecks to pay that baby off. Like the next two years worth. *Groans.* Not that it isn't worth it, to see my beautiful Mikka happy, and herself again.
Her roommate, Rixte, returned and is convinced that human food was poisoned and that's what caused the strange personality changes. Um yeah, all of it? Besides, the things she's been cooking? Frighten me. There was some sort of fuzzy green casserole in the fridge the other night, which I nearly tossed until she told me it's supposed to look that way.
So I have been bringing food over and cooking for my love and stocking her refrigerator: tortellini alfredo, stuffed salmon, Chicken Kiev, all sorts of things. And I told the roomie that, since I'm half demon, it's demon food, not human. I so hope she buys it.