Daily Dialogue: Cauldron of Malice – Chapter Six

Here’s Chapter One.

Agatha
Wh–

Catherine
I believe we’ve delved enough into my miseries for a while. Lest we forget your knighthood into execution.

Agatha
Oh. Oh yes, that.

Catherine
Don’t sound so disappointed, dear Agatha.

Agatha
Forgive me.

Catherine
Remember: the finest way to establish female dominance in this misogynist age is by righteous, incidental slaughter.

Agatha
But what of your killings?

Catherine
You need to be tainted by blood more than I, and need a stronger purpose than I, because of your status. If you slayed those you chose to assist you, why, you’d be labeled mad and sent to bedlam most profusely. A lady of the court needs to hold herself in higher esteem. But if your felonious yearnings were the bastions of morality, you’d be heralded for ages untold.

Agatha
I suppose you have a point.

Catherine
Speaking of “points,” oh me, oh my, we must find you a manslaughter apparatus. You can’t kill someone by merely willing it.

Agatha
Should I not find the sinister urge, firstly?

Catherine
The woman not maketh the clothes, dear Agatha. If someone offered you a hug, how would you react?

Agatha
I would think to recoil a bit.

Catherine
No cord or twine for you, then. What comes to mind when you think of mounds of freshly driven snow?

Agatha
Poking it with a finger until I make the shape of a face.

Catherine
Would you allow someone to drink milk that has long since passed freshness?

Agatha
If they don’t have the sense to see the obvious, I don’t have the patience to be their sense.

Catherine
Does the sound of shattered glass excite you?

Agatha
Very much so.

Catherine
You’re a greedy, queer one.

Agatha
Oh?

Catherine
Poison, knives, and firearms are all within you purview.

Agatha
How did you extinguish life?

Catherine
A tightening of a slipknot and a little patience.

Agatha
Which would you suggest for me?

Catherine
Each of the three has their charm, so it’s a matter of what’s easiest to obtain and which brings the least alarm.

Agatha
I suppose that eliminates the pistol.

Catherine
I suppose it does.

Agatha
Damnation. I do love a good pop.

Catherine
Would you say that you are a steady woman?

Agatha
No… holding my balance is clearly not one of my virtues, any of my relations would profess to you.

Catherine
Then you deserve the blade.

Agatha
Why not poison?

Catherine
Phials are a fragile thing, and you wouldn’t want to be ended by what you intended for someone else because you bumped into an escritoire.

Agatha
No, not in the least.

Catherine
Fret not, dear Agatha, for there is quite the range of bladed devices for you to wield. From a surgeon’s scalpel to a soldier’s zweihander.

Agatha
I don’t think a sword that shares my height would be very discreet.

Catherine
True, but it is a delightful visual for me.

Agatha
I do enjoy the idea of using a tool of warfare against the patriarchy. The irony of phallic objects and such.

Catherine
And such. What, then, catches your fancy?

Agatha
It would have to be something that is prevalent in every person of wealth’s home, so less attention could find me.

Catherine
As if anyone would expect a woman could have the wherewithal to be a murderer. We’re so dainty and fair!

Agatha
The fools. A rapier. Yes, I shall wield a rapier.

Catherine
Do you plan on carrying it with you wherever your… travels take you?

Agatha
No. Maybe have a few places in the city to commit my crimes uninterrupted, then leave copies of my weapon of choice there and leap twixt them all.

Catherine
What will you name them?

Agatha
“Revolution.”

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