- January 20th, 2011
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[Continuation of Interview with Isabel Ste.Croix]
Victoria: So you studied the occult.
Isabel: I suppose you could term it as that, yes.
Victoria: And what drew you to it?
Isabel: It was my… profession.
Victoria: I beg your pardon?
Isabel: My profession, dear. My means of occupation.
Victoria: I understand the phrase. What is unclear is how, precisely, the occult functions as such a means.
Isabel: I am going to assume that you are familiar with the movement that later evolved into transcendentalism in western culture. The… I hate the phrase as I find it simplifies things, but I believe they termed it ‘spiritualism.’
Victoria: I am.
Isabel: It was the public face of many other deeper working organizations with similar underlying concerns and interests.
Victoria: Secret societies.
Isabel: Mm. Another phrase I dislike, but for that, there really is no other ‘nicer’ term.
Victoria: Cult is another option. And why did such organisations draw your fascination?
Isabel: I was a professional medium, dear. I can see you attempting to curb your comments this time. Just decide in your mind that this is all part of my ‘act’ and move on.
Victoria: You claim to speak with the dead. Well, that may be the strangest thing I’ve ever put down under the ‘Occupation’ section…
Isabel: Wait until you interrogate my companions…
Victoria: Oh, oh, I’m sure they’ll prove to be even more fascinating. Very well. Since I assume there is no formal schooling for such an occupation… Excuse me. Let’s continue. You said you were a… professional medium. Past tense. What is your current occupation?
Isabel: I have no need for one, as I have enough holdings to provide for myself and my companions. Although minding after said companions and keeping track of their… activities… is more than a full time commitment.
Victoria: So you would characterise yourself as the ‘leader’ of your troupe?
Isabel: I suppose you could say that, although I dislike to think of it in those terms, they do ‘answer’ to me, yes.
Victoria: Why is that?
Isabel: Respect, fear, I would hope fondness.
Isabel: They fear what I am capable of doing to them.
Victoria: Which… would… be…?
Isabel: More ‘lies’, Victoria. Don’t waste your time prying into things that will only anger you further…
Victoria: As you wish. Marital status?
Victoria: Any non-marital relationships at present?
Isabel: Not as such.
Victoria: So you and Xavier..?
Isabel: Are very complex.
Victoria: I see. Have you ever been married?
Isabel: Yes, once.
Victoria: May I ask what happened?
Isabel: He passed away.
Victoria: I’m… sorry to hear that.
Isabel: I am sure you can share in the sentiment.
Victoria: I beg your pardon?
Isabel: Never mind. His name, if you were wondering, was William Eli Barker.
Victoria: You chose to return to your maiden name?
Isabel: I am sure you can understand the impetus for such a thing.
Victoria: I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Isabel: I changed my name back out of respect to William… And I will not explain that further, so do not pry.
Victoria: How did you and… William… meet?
Isabel: In the Athanaem, actually. We were attempting to procure the same copy of Liber Tertius and it sparked an argument. A rather vehement argument, at that. I instantly despised the man.
Victoria: But you eventually married?
Isabel: Such was the fashion of the times.
Victoria: So the romance novels tell us.
Isabel: Again, very clever. No. William and I were prone to passionate arguments throughout our years, but I loved him. I loved him deeply, and he and I worked very closely in the similar ‘underlying interests and pursuits’ that I mentioned earlier…
Victoria: So you worked together in… the occult…
Isabel: He was better than me. I’ll admit that, he was brilliant.
Victoria: It seems you really did love him.
Isabel: I did. But, there is always a need to move past such things, else we turn our lives into what you find at the bottom of a pill bottle, isn’t that true, Victoria?
Victoria: Again, I beg your pardon?
Isabel: Grief can be the impetus for such horrible and strange things… drug addiction, a move across the ocean…
Victoria: This is the end of this interview. We’ve run out of time.
Isabel: Indeed we have.
[End of Interview]