📜🎩 T H E ☆ M A G I C I A N - Act 75

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Act 75

Mel

Mel had never been to such a… kinetic art establishment before. And after today, he never would go again. He constantly had to avert his gaze and was more than shy and awkward every time a dancer or barely dressed waitress was close, much to Lusje’s and Mrs. Morris’ entertainment. 

“You’re behaving like a schoolboy,” his manager commented when Mel shielded his eyes after a dancer had spread her legs right in front of him.

“A schoolboy from the 20s,” Lusje laughed, now in its tiny snake form, shielded by the barely lit room and loud soundscape, curled up in front of a tray of caviar. Even though it didn't require earthly nourishment, it immersed its tiny head completely in the ‘offerings’, as it referred to them. “It’s not exactly a compliment to the ladies if you look away.”

Mel blushed and nervously played with his bowtie, which now felt way too tight. “I didn’t ask to come here…”

“Oh, excuse me, Your Innocence, I forgot that you’re pruder than an actual apostle,” Lusje snarled. “Just enjoy the goods, man! So many lassies with issues, looking for a daddy who truly loves them…” Lusje looked around, then at Morris, “or mommy.”

“Nee, thank you. I prefer men. The girls are nice to look at, though,” she answered and sipped on her champagne.

The snake nodded. “Fair. I have to admit, I didn’t think you’d actually do this with us. I’m surprised.”

“I find it worthy of a celebration. And believe it or not, you can find surprising talent here. I have discovered a couple of clients in clubs like these," she said, setting down her glass. "In any case, I can see a bright future for you, Melchior. Or Melodie van de Sterren. Nice name, by the way, though we should keep it in English, at least in the US. Anyway… getting famous means you will be confronted with ‘adultery’ like here quite often. I recommend getting used to it.”

“I will,” Mel answered abashed. “Just… give me a bit of time…”

“Kid’s a nun. Never had done the naughties before. At least not with humans,” the snake explained while chewing on some more of the tiny black eggs.

“Lusje!” Mel squealed, his voice breaking. He then got up. “I’m outside,” he said, and left the two cackling rudelings behind.

Once outside, he took a deep breath and put a hand on his stomach. The demons seemed to go crazy in there. This was partly due to the approaching time for Ambrosia, but it was also due to the proximity to what Lusje had described as 'a sinner's playground'. It was uncomfortable, but Mel was somewhat accustomed to it by now.

Despite the discomfort, the poor choice of location, and the demon and manager making fun of him, he felt buoyant. Nothing could blemish this unforgettable experience of his first big gig; the euphoria was rushing through his veins. And he didn’t mind the two teasing him, seeing how both of them actually cared for his success and ultimately respected his boundaries. Albeit with some backtalk. 

As he stood there, on the paved open space under the night sky, a short distance from the club entrance, the air seemed to shift.

He actually smelled her before he saw her.

Incense and ammonia, which he now knew to be opium.

Bastet.

“Thou flatterest me, child, to know me so swiftly — after but a single meeting,” he heard her coffee-toned voice, then saw her step out of a building’s shadow as if she just had manifested.

She was just as tall and formidable as last time. Her all-consuming beauty clutched him so tight that he could barely breathe. With the only difference being that she didn’t appear to be pregnant this time.

“I beheld your showing, my dearest. A most gifted child you are; and your name, most curious. Truly, it is an honor that my words have found such deep roots within you.”

Mel's knees went weak; he desperately wanted to kneel in a humble position suitable for Bastet. Her presence had an even stronger effect than last time.

“Don’t, child. The streets are dirty. I prefer you neat and clean.”

She read his mind. He didn’t care. She could have his all.

Except… except his soul.

Bastet chuckled and came closer. “So you made up your mind, I see? To belong to Lucifer?”

“I’m sorry,” Mel whispered.

Her graceful hand touched his cheek. It felt both motherly and arousing.

“Don’t be, Melchior, disciple of my kin. Your loyalty is pure.”

Her hand caressed him more, her thumb brushing over his bottom lip. Her red eyes shone through her glasses as she came closer, her gaze appearing hungrier.

“Mmh… look upon thyself, child. I came but to offer praise; and yet, once more, I find mine hands unwilling to part from you.”

His breathing accelerated, and he leaned into the touch. Then, Bastet withdrew her hand. It almost hurt, not having her on him anymore.

“Your needs echo loud, my mortal young… I have heard them. But the stars speak not for now, nor for here. Take your rest for the night, and think it through, unclouded by my nearness. Should your will remain unchanged by the morrow… if you still want to gaze upon the unfathomable, still call me goddess and bow your soul: then come and find me. If I shall find you worthy, I will allow you to… bless me.” She said and brushed over her abdomen, making Mel feel things he couldn’t possibly grasp.

With that, she merged with the shadows behind her again.

“Ah— and see that your demon is made aware of this. I have no desire to spill old blood anew.”

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