Indie Larry Kirkland blog from the Anita Blake novels.
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The Cursed Black Lace Panties.

mentisdolor:

Cadmus came out of the shower and found his student mostly naked in his panties. “Well this is going to be interesting. Larry I put a curse on those so I would be the only one to handle them. It lasts an hour so you are just going to have to ride it out. in the mean time you can stay in here.”

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The Cursed Black Lace Panties.

mentisdolor:

The panties were indeed cursed but it was not a dangerous curse. While Cadmus would remain unaffected those that would touch his panties would become overwhelmed by a desire to put them on and explore themselves as well as change certain aspects of the person.

A small smile grew on Larry’s lips once the panties were on. He liked them; they were a good fit. It was strange, considering that he and Cadmus were not the same size, but if they were cursed there was no reason they couldn’t have some kind of ‘one kind fits perfect’ magic as well.

He blushed when Cadmus stepped out of the
shower, “Uh… I found these… sorry.”

The Cursed Black Lace Panties.

mentisdolor:

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Cadmus was known for his privacy but he was a creature of habit being raised by a Fashion Mogul and Two butler hell hounds will do that too a person. So his daily ritual was thus. He would begin his mornings by having breakfast and taking a trip to the bathroom to prepare for the day he would get dressed and go to work. At lunch he would take the elevator to the penthouse where he would have lunch and put on his afternoon outfit. Which granted was nearly the same as his morning outfit with only one difference he would change his underwear to something more exciting. He would lay out his afternoon wear and hop into the shower. But something would be very different today.

Larry had shown up earlier than normal to Cadmus’s penthouse. His last class had a test and he had been allowed to leave after; going to the rich guy’s fancy penthouse and practicing magic stuff seemed better than doing normal homework or stressing over whether or not the test had gone well. He looked around, not really seeing Cadmus anywhere. Laz and Muh had let him in, so the wizard had to be home. Somewhere.

“Hey? You here? Mr. Dolor? Cadmus?”

While looking, Larry came across an odd sight. Maybe it was not strange for Cadmus, but Larry was not used to underwear just sitting out. He shook his head, imagining that Dolor had left it out by mistake. It seemed like a dumb thing to call the butlers for; may as well just put it back and forget about it. He reached out and picked up the panties, only to realize too late that they were cursed. An odd feeling ran through his body; a tingling that made him feel warm and good. Before he really realized what he was doing, Larry began to strip off his pants and briefs so he could put the panties on. It felt right.

Cadmus

mentisdolor:

“Yes but not only that you can make weapons that tend to do the exact opposite of what it’s intended. Weapons that heal wounds or change aspects of a person.”

“That’s neat, too.” It really was; Larry just had
no idea what he’d do with something like that.
In his line of work, a gun that healed people
seemed kind of counterproductive. Then
again, if he made one for Cadmus he would
not have to see why it was useful. Cadmus
would. “So if you had a thing like that, what
would you want? One you don’t already have.”

Cadmus

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“I meant like natural stone or metals preferably already imbued with magic” He brought out the Anita jar. “Not even 5 minutes back and you already said her name.” He rolled his eyes. “Actually in chinese magic they rely more on magical herbs and dried animal parts to create stuff so you are not too far off actually.”

“Oh come on,” He groaned, putting money into
the jar, “You go away for a week without telling
me and the first thing you wanna do when you
get back is pull out the jar?” Larry sighed, “Ok,
so animal parts and dried herbs, some stone or
metals and I can make a resurrection knife?”

It sounded too good to be true, but magic was like that sometimes. Larry had learned to just go with the flow. He did not need to make a knife to raise the dead– that was something he just did naturally– but it was a cool thing to think about, and he considered making one for Cadmus. It would be an interesting home-made Christmas gift for later.

Cadmus

mentisdolor:

“It was very quick and more efficient having a building made there. plus the employees are extremely hard workers I had to require them to take 1 hour breaks because they try to work through lunch. I have a feeling they are going to be very successful over there.” he smiled. “And as for you making magical items you just need the right materials and runes.”

Larry nodded, “Sounds like it’ll work out really
well over there.” He looked down at the dagger
again, thinking. “What kind of materials does
one use to make something like this? If you
wanna raise something easier, you need blood.
My blood or Anita’s works pretty damn good,
but animal sacrifice isn’t bad if you don’t wanna
cut yourself open. Maybe blood, zombie goo,
and a knife to make something like this?”

Cadmus

mentisdolor:

“Well you had my library Lazarus and Muhamad. Who I’m glad to see kept things afloat for me and larry don’t exaggerate I was in China if you really needed me all you had to do was call. I had faith in you to learn your magic without killing yourself. I also brought you a gift.” He produced a dagger “It’s a necromantic dagger. You stab it into the heart of a corpse and as long as the dagger is in the body the body is animated.”

“Yeah, Laz and Muh did great; and I wasn’t
talking about magic stuff. I was talking about
university. That thing I’m getting my degree
from. You aren’t exactly accredited.” He tried
not to roll his eyes. The mention of a gift made
Larry smile, though, “Yeah?” He looked at the
dagger, holding it and turning it over in his hands.
When he checked the blade, he cut his finger.
“It’s sharp. Really cool. Maybe some day I can
make stuff like that. How was China?”

Cadmus

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Originally posted by fearformfun

“Did you miss me Larry? Please go on about how much you pined for me during my Absence.”


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Originally posted by wolvesfromsaturn

“Pined? Please. If anything I was wondering
who was gonna teach me to magic. Pay the
bills. You know school is expensive.”