Street Magic:
Sulfur in the Morning
Zehbob

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Don�t try it say it. Humans just don�t have the capacity. You guys don�t have the vocal cords and the extra tongue. Just call me ZehBob. It�s easier.

You see I�m a minor demon from the 7th plane of the 88th sphere of the demon world. Spawned of the species of 5th order of demonalite, otherwise known as an Imp. I know it�s mouth full but the demon and magic world loves to do stretch things like that. But if you don�t say all of that they start to feel insulted about your lack of respect for the field. At the same time if you use all acyromns or just one word for things, then we go back to the old �oh magic� response to the world and, well, trust me when I say it was that way about 2000 years ago and that was just not a very healthy outlook for it. Aside from that and a few hundred demon wars there was nothing really happening on that side of the mirror. It wasn�t until I got over here that things got a little more interesting, but that�s a story for another time and while I�ve got a lot of it, most of you don�t.

So as I was about to say Sunday is always a busy day around here with these guys. For a day of rest they both run around here like it�s racetrack. Something about a finite lifespan, I guess. So it started with an early morning buzz, well early afternoon but honestly doing anything before 3 pm is just senseless.

At 12 pm there was the sound of Maxis leaving out to go get his newest victim for student tutoring. I say victim because while you will pass the class and Maxis is a nice guy, but I�ve seen people go into the overload trying to keep up with the info he�s spitting out. In fact I�ve gotten to the point of being able to tell how smart the person is by the number of times they ask him to explain it again.

So when they came back there was the plunking down of note screens. And within a couple of minutes I heard Maxis explaining how mystic energy works. I got back to my book, this one was about a guy name Sherlock Holmes and some demon hounds. I hope this guy doesn�t get torn apart because these hounds are some rough demons. I�m knee deep into this the door swings open. The room is filled with this aura of power.

A Lycanthrope?

It�s been at least 300 hundreds years since I have sensed one. This might be interesting, I know Maxis just dealt with one a couple of days ago, but here? I peek my head from around the holoscreen and take a look.

If this what death looks like then by all the darkness come claim me now. She came in a black mini skirt with a slit located high enough to make my 3 hearts go a pitter patter. The tanktop, I think that what they are called, never looked happier than when it was hugging that close, and she wasn�t wearing the annoying under things the people women on this side where. I don�t get why they wear clothes or those strange clothes under your clothes. Her hair was as black as Demon Lord�s heart in single braid going down her back, just a little past that oh so tight butt.

My type of women, a class act by demon world standard, the type of women you would burn whole villages to get her attention. So I decided to come out from behind the holoscreen.

I watched as she sat down across from Maxis. Man was this one was a nervous one. She was watching Maxis� every move. Sometimes I wonder about that boy. He won�t know a girl is interested in him until she walks up and grabs him by the balls. After a few moments of watching her I noticed that Blitz was not there. A couple of minutes later I knew why.

Whatever dark lord that spawned me must really like me. Now while she didn�t have that otherworldly appeal of the cat chick she was no slouch, just not showing enough flesh for me. She was little thin, but still well built. The kind of wisp like beauty of a nymph, sweet but a little breakable for demon, we like our women with a little more meat but she was still pretty. Her hair was cut short, not even touching her shoulders, her eyes light brown. They scanned the room like a hawk.

Now what was funny was the fact that she noticed me. Most people don�t when I am just looking around; I am after all only 6 inches tall. So she had sharp eyes to top it all off. After a quick set of introductions, they all began once again going over what had happened to Maxis. What they were talking about is something well documented in the demon world, but they would have to research it for themselves. Oh well, humans are a funny lot. As they started to talk Maxis�s Victim just sat in complete awe as everything went completely over her head. So I decided to lend her a hand. Well that and I could sit on her shoulder and look down her blouse. She seemed grateful, and I really wished I could have turned down the heat.

I don�t think it�s very fair for this class to only have Physics and Calculus as the perquisite . You need them only to know what rules you are breaking and the math to see the numbers that shouldn�t existence. I love that part about magic. I could see she hated it. After a couple more minutes, Maxis suggested we all watch a movie and my lovely view decided go home. I was pretty sure that she would be back; she seemed to get some of it after I reexplained things. Maybe she�ll even pass this class.

I sat on the edge of couch as they all decided on which film to watch. I really didn�t really care what they picked. I love these things.
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