"You would rather die?" Wyleisha was honestly fed up. Her body was no damn good to her due to a blond hoes mistakes. She was already trash talking her to death.
But she also had to think. She wasn't a werewolf anymore. From what she was told, her mother was great. Her father was basically assassinated. Her sister was once again dead and her brother was working with the enemy.
If she died, she would be a soul and go to the bridge in the Ghetto. That was a lesson in Amalaric. The bridge is ironically near the stairs. Though many say the scattered stairs are the stairs to heaven. Not much is said about it. But you do understand that large stair pieces are scattered in several places of Locucts. On top of the visible fucking angels that fade in and out.
She had to walk in between. To a certain degree vampires were everywhere. People at Amalaric used to say, 'It's a vamp in the bathroom' and that was true. That's how they stole reflections.
She was becoming an imp, she might as well start doing Mollies, crack, pain pills. She could fight to stay in the body but she wasn't an antichrist.
"Kill me." she said bluntly. "And bring me a body."
"I cannot--"
"Then be my bitch!"
"No…" Closwintha shook her head. "I can try to find a body." She thought. "I can…"
"Then do it!"
"Don't growl at me bitch--" she jolted seeing Mokiri spread her jaws. "I'll get a sister… her name is Faustina Galla."
"Who?"
"She's a witch that's a sister of the coven." she said. "She's the head witch in fact which makes her super fucking ugly."
Mokiri rose a brow. "What I mean is some witches are hags. Like how Pikachu can become Raichu. Witches become hags. So, Faustina is a hag witch. She's on like pain relievers, she loves opium."
"Loves?"
"She's high but sensible." she smiled. "The 99 Nails."
"The 99--" she started to slobber. "WHAT!"
"I gotta fix you."
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Mokiri sat and stared at the pot on the stove steaming. In the pot, Closwintha got put in her blood and melted the liquid inside the chicken bone. She said she needed her mother for the rest.
Mokiri got up and moved to the pot. Nothing but liquid. She looked around the room, she turned to the left and saw the lighter. She took the lighter and flicked it.
There was still fluid in the lighter to make a thumb's worth of flame. She moved to the corners of the shack. She burned the outline of the wooden door, she moved to the back and burnt the two corners.
Mokiri grabbed the stove and tipped it over. She went in the liquor box and opened three bottles and poured it all over the floor.
She flicked the lighter again and set the spillage on fire. The shack was burning.
She kicked the liquors over, stomping on them and running from wall to wall on fire.
How long does it take a body to burn? Well, logically it's about the energy put out. As stated in TS, surviving a fire is pretty basic. If you are stuck in the house. You should go in the bathroom and stop the drains.
Fill the drains with water and allow the water to spill all over the floor. One would be wise to sit near the sink. If you study elements and reactions, fire and water do not mix. As well as flour and fire. Flour isn't able to burn.
Fire's biggest friend is oxygen. Almost everything man-made has a source of oxygen and/or carbon, which feeds fires.
And Mokiri Pretty Gains kept deep breathing.