[indent][indent]"A willing replacement?" she asked. She could see a way around that area, but still, the choice to sign away her soul to a demon is still a hard choice to make. She gripped the quill in between her fingers and dipped the quill in the gauntlet of blood, tapping it against the rim to make sure the excess blodd wouldn't ruin the parchment. 

She glared at the parchment, and read the fine print of her desires being granted for the exchange of her soul. She tapped the quill's feathers against her cheeks, feeling the soft suppleness of it. The choice was a hard one to make, but at the same time she wanted the be a somebody. The only thing she wanted more was her parents approval of her lifestyle, and with the desires that he could grant, she would be able to do just that. 

She touched the quill to the parchment, and began signing her name at the bottom.

[center] [i]Jessilyn Nicole Baker[/i] [/center]

She had no idea what the fuck she just did. [/indent][/indent]