Case of the Missing Balls
╰┈➤ jason todd x dandadan inspired! f!oc
part 2 - I finally brought a man home, are you happy now granny?
summary | aya brings a man home, contemplates how she got there, and realize something is wrong
note | I have decided to split this chapter up into two parts since it was getting kind of long.
warnings | read at your own risk
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On the way back to her way back home, the poor guy who lost his balls earlier that night (whose name she now is...Jason?) had passed out due to the aftereffects of the ritual.
Physically, he should be fine (ignoring the fact that he is missing his family jewels, that is), but based on what the guy told her of the cultists offering his "objects of fertility", there is currently some energy missing from his body, which can explain why he passed out halfway back to her place. If he had lost his balls physically and not in a ritual where spiritually sacrificed, then he would have been fine.
Unfortunately, that was not the case, and now the energy within his body is no longer in equilibrium, which can be really bad if it stays like that too long.
Turning into an alleyway, Aya searches for the back door of her building as Jason floats behind her, now lying on the folded table with his arms and legs hanging over the edge due to his large stature.
Finally spotting the door that had the "BEWARE OF WARDS YOU WILL BE CURSED" sign on it, she unlocked the door and turned around to look at the floating folded table with the passed out ball-less guy on it.
Now how am I going to him in...
Bringing her arm out, Aya carefully floated the unconscious guy through the door while also willing the table to turn to its side and float inside before closing and locking the door.
Floating him and the table through the bookstore area, she brought them up to the second floor, where her living room and kitchen space was, and plopped him down on her couch before floating the folded table towards the wall and leaning it next to one of the bookcases that contains books on the supernatural and arcane.
Taking in a breath, Aya gathered herself then headed towards the kitchen to grab a drink. Pulling on the fridge handle, it refused to budge. Now yanking on it, the fridge still remains shut; the minor glutton being currently occupying it (she thinks it's a caffeine one this time) is upset over the state of the fridge.
"If you do not open this damn thing up, I will not be restocking the fridge with Celsius." She threatens before trying to open the fridge again, this time it relented and Aya is finally able to grab a cold water bottle.
Taking a long sip of water, she rested her elbows on the kitchen counter and looked over to the living room where the ball-less guy is currently passed out on her couch.
Letting out a long sigh, she rested her head on her arm.
Maybe moving to the most cursed city in the world was not such a good idea. Aya thought as she finished up tweaking the wards around her building to be better adapted to Gotham.
Her place might not be like John's House of Mystery in terms of "supernatural magicalness," but it was her space. It will find her when she needs it, and inside, she is in control. Sure, there may be some foreign things and beings inside, but they won't harm her, cause some mischief, yes, but never harm. That's the thing with it being her's, she is in control.
Moving to Gotham, perhaps, wasn't the best choice considering how cursed it was, along with the Bat not wanting "magic users on his turf" from what John said, but with how cursed the city is, it makes it the perfect place to set up shop as a paranormal investigator or exorcist (she is quite flexible with the title).
Her building was a three-floor multi-space building and was quite compact.
The first floor and basement area was a used bookstore and had her office down in the basement along with the restroom. Based on how things usually are with the supernatural and the public's perception of it, most of he customers are going to be those of the bookstore as opposed to her more paranormal business.
On the 2nd floor is her living room, kitchen, and dining area. She also left a lot of her books and curios (including some minorly cursed and magical objects).
Finally, the 3rd floor is the bedroom area where she was able to fit 2 bedrooms and bathrooms in. (yay!)
Her home took a while to build, ward, and anchor down into Gotham but she was finally done!
Flipping the sign on the front door to "open", Morikawa Books and Professional Psychic Help was open. (The second half was in a much smaller font).
The first few days were mostly slow as Aya mostly manned the register and did some personal research.
She had warded the building to only allow people who meant no harm to find and enter it, and she mostly got college students who were looking for textbooks or bibliophiles looking for rare books.
Nearly a week in after opening, someone came asking for her store's more specialized services.
Aya was a bit surprised that someone came in asking for it so soon but hey, it was Gotham right? It wasn't the most cursed city for nothing.
"Good afternoon, um I saw on your sign that you have psychic services?" The young woman asked with an awkward smile. Clearly haven't done anything like this before.
"Yes, we do." Aya smiles at the woman, "How can I help you?"
"I am hoping for some love advice." She looks away, flushing in embarrassment.
"I see," Aya gestures towards the stairs leading down to the basement floor of the store, "lets go to my office and see how I can help you."
Leading the young woman downstairs and through the shelves of books, they entered her office, where some of her psychic materials are held.
Gesturing for the young woman to take a seat and to look at her service rates, Aya grabbed some of the more basic items that she usually uses when it came to dealing with love, dice, tarot cards, and a handheld mirror.
"So, what kind of advice are you looking for? Future love life? Fertility help or schedule? How to maintain the relationship?" Aya asked.
"Umm," the young woman was taken aback, not quite used to the experience. "I want to know if the guy I'm seeing is the one..."
Opening one of the side drawers in her desk, she pulled out a ball of red strings.
"Here, hold out your hand like this." Aya demonstrates holding her hands out in front of her with her fingers spread out and parallel to each other.
The young woman copied her and held out her hands.
Aya wrapped the string around the woman's fingers, the pattern resembling that of a Celtic love knot, and placed the handheld mirror on the desk beneath the woman's hands to reflect the pattern.
"Now, I want you to think about the guy. Really focus on the feelings you have towards him and why you have them." Aya instructed.
To be honest, Aya really didn't need to do the stuff with the string and mirror, but it does help amplify the things Aya needs to see.
Looking into the mirror, Aya was able to see a clearer reflection of the concepts emanating from the love knot.
Yes, she can see that the concept of love is surrounding it, but it seems to be mostly coming from the woman and not from that of her significant other.
Its tendrils wrapped around the woman, trying to lay claim to her.
"I see..." Aya lets out, playing into the act of the psychic the woman expects. "I'm sorry to ask this, but has your partner been asking you more frequently to participate in more intimate physical activity?"
The young woman blinked in surprise, "Oh! Yes, he has." She looks away blushing, "He's been wanting to engage in it much more as of late."
Aya maintains her professional composure.
"I see that when it comes to your partner, he is more interested in the physical aspect of your relationship. I would advise you to perhaps take some time to talk about this part of the relationship with him and whether or not you are comfortable with it. Communication between both parties is very important when it comes to matters of love."
What is Aya even spewing! She's never been in a relationship!
Looking back down in the mirror, the connection between the young woman and that of her partner suddenly shifted.
Her lover's side of the connection darkened and is not trying to consume the woman's
Lust wrapped itself around her. Lust, but it wasn't the primal lust, it was the lust that wants life, abundance, fertility.
Okay, so he wants to get her pregnant or there's a breeding kink involve.
Gotta warn her to be careful and use protection.
Aya is startled when the mirror is now filled with the energy of lust and fertility before it finally cracks, startling the young woman.
Narrowing her eyes, Aya is now on alert.
She felt an unwelcome force prodding her wards when the mirror cracked. It seems that she's dealing with an entity now...
"Sorry for that." Aya apologized to the young woman, unwrapping and cutting the string and unwrapping it from her fingers. "The mirror usually doesn't crack when doing this but your love life seems to be filled with a lot of passion."
Quickly turning the cut string that was formerly used to channel love for the woman, Aya turned it into a love charm to help channel lasting love for the woman before handing it to her.
"Again, I will recommend that you'll be vigilant when it comes to using protection, your partner seems to be very enthusiastic, especially with the full moon coming." Aya advised, " As for the fee, it'll be thirty dollars with the reading and charm included. I won't charge for the broken mirror."
" Thirty dollars!" The woman exclaimed, baffled at the price. "That's too expensive! I won't pay more than twenty dollars!"
"Look here lady, I'm a professional. I'm not one of those sleezy scammers out there acting like this is some fake magic trick where they can charge five or ten bucks for." Aya drops her customer service facade.
"You looked at my rates, and I looked into your love life and saw that your partner wants to get you pregnant whether it is with or without your consent I don't know but I'm warning you to be extra careful in your future sex life and to talk to them, and made a love charm to help you have a healthier love life. I'm not even charging you for my broken mirror."
The atmosphere in her office is now heavy.
"Now, please pay the fee and we can continue on our day, all right?" Aya smiles, holding her hand out.
The woman reluctantly placed thirty dollars in cash into her hand and huffed before leaving her office.
At least she took the charm.
Aya sighed, first-timers usually don't like the prices since they only do it for fun. She even showed the woman her rates! It was literally there on her desk the entire time! It's not like she is one of those fake psychics charging like two hundred buck!
Leaning back into her chair, Aya looks up at the ceiling.
Something is prodding at my wards...
Some concept being this early in huh? Must be Gotham.
Taking a swig of water, Aya placed the water bottle on her kitchen counter and made her way over to examine the guy who was currently passed out on her couch.
Now taking a closer look at him, he's quite handsome in the rough looking kind of way. Very tall and buff compared to Aya.
Is that white streak natural?
Her eyes landed on his face and she can feel herself blushing as she took in his features which were littered with faint scars.
Aya brought herself back to her senses and once again examined the guy in front of her.
Prodding at the aura surrounding him, she can sense that, at least magically, he is unstable, which was to be expected with him losing his jewels. If this were a normal instance where one only loses their parts physically, then it would have been fine. However, in this instance, it was lost magically through a ritual sacrifice, so not only did he lose his balls physically, but he also lost part of the life aspect of himself.
Having any part of one's aspect (what ties them to reality and allows for their existence) removed throws their being out of balance, inviting more conceptual beings to try and grasp hold, which can literally rip them apart from reality.
Looking deeper Aya was now able to notice a green aura surrounding the guy.
Death had a claim on the man as well as Life.
And the two are now fighting.
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