667: Issue #7 Pt. 2 "The Seventh Son"

“This is just a standard procedure; I’m sure you’ve given blood before.” Leo prepped my arm with an alcohol swab before tying a tourniquet around it.

“I’m no stranger to needles.” I flexed my arms to draw attention to their tattoos.

“Good. Then there shouldn’t be an issue.” Leo inserted a butterfly needle into one of my veins and drew several vials of blood before patching me up.

“I am hoping to get your results back ASAP; it took way too long last time, but I think I have found a better lab.” Leo lined the vials in a basket and slipped the rubber gloves off his hands.

“What is it that you do for a living?” I was curious. Violet thought he was a scientist, but I wanted to know for a fact what gave him the authority to take our blood.

“I’m a biochemist, but I have friends in high places.” He winked, locking up my samples in a yellow box.

“That’s good to know. What about everyone else?” I was curious about the Council.

“Medusa is a beautician, but a very powerful psychic, Cassandra is a professional Mambo and philanthropist, Franklin is a psychologist and a clairsentient, and Josiah is a Houngan now but used to be a History professor specializing in theological studies with a degree from Emory. Oh, and Jackie, the Baudin’s cousin who isn’t here, is a medium and runs a club in the evenings.” Leo walked me to the door.

“Besides being a biochemist, what is your magickal specialty?” Everyone else had dual roles, so what was Leo’s?

“Let’s just leave that a mystery.” Leo patted my shoulder and scooted me out the door.