Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)Jade was old, very old in fact, from what she remembers she was born a human some time around the late fourteen hundreds. She didnât remember much about what being human was like, after all a measly forty-eight years seemed like nothing when she lived so much longer. It was like trying to remember your birth when your ninety years old.
Although, she looked nothing older than twenty-nine, and over all she thought she looked damn fine. She stared in the mirror a few moments longer to apply lipstick to her lips and then left the small apartment. She was really out working tonight, she had an eternity of debt to repay Lucifer and it was either burn in hell or go get other people to burn in hell in your place. Jade was never much of a sympathetic soul and so the second choice seemed far more appealing.
For the most part the job was easy; in the 2000s people seemed so oblivious to the whole God and Satan deal that it made it much easier. The Atheists were probably the easiest; they gave up their souls like pennies to homeless men. Probably because they didnât believe there was any risk.
So thatâs what she was out doing tonight, hunting souls, at her favorite place too. She walked into âDe Crèmeâ which was a large club well known for their excellent bartenders. Drunken people at a club were easier than Atheists at an evolution lecture. Her small mouth pulled into a smile as they greeted her at the door, coming so often she no longer needed to show off her long legs to the bouncer to be accepted⦠sometimes she did anyway, his soul was going to be burning in Hell long after this place was long gone, the least she could do was give him something to gawk at while he was still living.
Although, she looked nothing older than twenty-nine, and over all she thought she looked damn fine. She stared in the mirror a few moments longer to apply lipstick to her lips and then left the small apartment. She was really out working tonight, she had an eternity of debt to repay Lucifer and it was either burn in hell or go get other people to burn in hell in your place. Jade was never much of a sympathetic soul and so the second choice seemed far more appealing.
For the most part the job was easy; in the 2000s people seemed so oblivious to the whole God and Satan deal that it made it much easier. The Atheists were probably the easiest; they gave up their souls like pennies to homeless men. Probably because they didnât believe there was any risk.
So thatâs what she was out doing tonight, hunting souls, at her favorite place too. She walked into âDe Crèmeâ which was a large club well known for their excellent bartenders. Drunken people at a club were easier than Atheists at an evolution lecture. Her small mouth pulled into a smile as they greeted her at the door, coming so often she no longer needed to show off her long legs to the bouncer to be accepted⦠sometimes she did anyway, his soul was going to be burning in Hell long after this place was long gone, the least she could do was give him something to gawk at while he was still living.