#impulsv

[wildcardjoey]

hhehehe, I heard prev tags and bring you content >:3. -*inhales*- SO, Gem is super into old tomes and books because when she was younger her grandmother had those things, so when she and her parrents moved out to the city she forgot a lot of details in the books but there's one spell/rune/sigil that she remembers, and sometimes just draws from memory, out of bordem. Turns out when you're a busy college student moving around and constantly phoning a demon, you're kinda hard to catch so one night when Gen and a few friends were hanging and Gem got boerd she started doing it again and Implue shows up like, "I've been getting these calls for 3+ years, how have you done this??" and Gems like "Oh that is the COOLEST".

If you're hanging out with your friend in their dorm and have nowhere to actually be, you know the point when everyone has wound down and really should be going back to their own, seperate dorms ad different points in the hall and up or down a few floors, but no one wants to be the first one to leave because you're already comfortable and moving would be a hassle so everyone is just waiting to follow the cue of someone else.

It is this mood that finds Gem finishing the carving of that old sigil she would sometimes doodle while bored into the amethyst piece her grandmother had given her as a gift when she started university. It had supposedly been handed down in their family for generations.

"That's really well done." Pearl leaned over to get a better look at the carving. "How did you get it so circular freehand? I know you only have the one piece so you didn't have practice."

"I guess after scribbling it so often, it just baceme muscle memory at this point."

"Or you inharited your ancestors obsession with specifically shaped amethysts."

"Shut it, Cleo." Gem almost rolled her eyes at that reference. "How do you even know that story? I can't even find reference to it in the academy library-" Gem felt the final wall between the carved portions of the amethyst surface cave and refocussed in on her work. "Oh, I'm done-"

The amethyst exploded, but Gem felt the pain before it finishes. Her hand holding the stone shot out, vaulting the exploding rock across the room.

Gem nearly blacked out from the pain. She didn't want to look down at her hand, both of fear of the mangled mess it may have become, and for fear of looking away from the figure that had materialized from from the blast of purple light to crush her desk, obscured in the lingering smoke.

Gem felt... an odd mix of confusion, fear, and excitement as the details of that half remembered story accompanying the sigil.

Impulesffe, his story focused more on a lust for knowledge annd wanderlust than it did the form of desire one would most associate with a demon called the Embodiment of Lust.

Demons are real. Magic is real. The thought repeated in her head as she stared at the creature in front of her. Wings spread from its back, horns from its head, as it stood even hunched I became clear the room was almost too small for it- him, more correctly. An odd thought that was, remembering that the master in front of her had preferred pronouns as she potentially faced death.

"I am so sorry!" He spoke, and his face was clearly panicked a bit as the smoke cleared enough to see it. "Since you'd been trying to summon me so often I figured it was urgent and now that you finally had a powerful enough catalyst, I materialized as soon as possible without checking my surroundings if it was safe." A sudden realization came over his face. He spoke as he turned to Gem, a more serious look on his face. "Right, why have you called upon me. Summoner?"

"Pfft-hahahahhahah-" Cleo burst out laughing. Pearl looked amused. The demon looked embarrassed now.

"Oh no, has there been a mix up?"

Gem started to lean into how cool the situation was that she had just summoned an actual demon. "Are you Impulesffe?"

The demon seemed to flinch at the name. Most people pronounce it Impulse SV, or just call me Impulse, bust yes. That is I"

"Do you grant wishes? Can I refuse my wishes? I don't really want to sell my soul."

"Um. Okay? No... I... don't do those sorts of deals. You...summoned me by contract."

Impulse motioned to Gem's left hand, which she now realized had stopped stinging. The three girls looed at it, and now noticed there was now a bright glowing violet rendition of the sigil Gem had just carved seemingly tattooed to her hand.

"...So, are you stuck here now until this is brokern?"

"No... you dismiss me when you desire. The contract can't be broken either. We're bound until your death."

"Ah. Goodbye then."

"Wha-" The demon vanished, and Gem forced her friends out of her dorm.

That was a lot of information she's sort through at a later date. For now, she headed to bed, head still spinning. A demon contractor. She had to see if her grandma still had that book.