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 Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 1:55 pm
 
"Oh, there's no need for formal conversation, Al. I know you dislike me so." She pouted dramatically and turned her head slightly for more of an effect. "It's not like my feelings are sensitive, there are many people who don't like me." She sighed, bringing her knees to her chest and hugging them. "Take the top card and flip it onto the table, keep your question in mind and focus. If you want a true reading you must be serious about it. Not that you aren't, you're always serious, aren't you?" She leaned back, waiting for her instructions to be played out.
[[please roll the dice when you reply so I can get a card XD]]
  
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Ryuksin rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 2:02 pm
"The shadows are my friends,"
"The shadows are my home,"
"The shadows is your end." Altair Lovett  Altair nodded. He picked up the top card and set it down. "Madlen, don't be like that, I never said i hated you, just that i never really agreed with how you went about with men is all." He said honestly. He wait for her to say what the card meant. My cold blade shall be the last thing you will feel.. Enjoy it while you still live.
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 2:33 pm
"I said dislike, not hate. But it's nice to know what you truely feel for me." She looked at the card, letting out an interested sound. "The Emperor. Interesting. The Emperor is a sign of achievement and honour and in many cases can represent a stong male influence such as a father, husband or partner or man of significance in your life, or person of authority such as a boss. When he appears in a reading he can suggest that a man of authority or significance as outlined above will stand by you and support you, in personal as well as business matters. When The Emperor falls in position in a reading that refers to you he suggests that you will be able to influence people and have a great sense of your own authority. Basically, your hearts desires can be acheived with help. Does that help any?" She looked up at him, resting her chin on her knee caps.
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 2:45 pm
"The shadows are my friends,"
"The shadows are my home,"
"The shadows is your end." Altair Lovett Altair looks up at Madlen and shakes his head. "No... Not really.. Want me to draw another card? or do you want to name what you want me to do to make up for taking your time now? What would it be this time?" He asked. He had had many requests by Madlen, and she knew that by his code of honor, any request made in order to pay for something he would do. One time it was to simply remove his mask and kiss her, So he waited for her to name her price and to tell him to flip or not. My cold blade shall be the last thing you will feel.. Enjoy it while you still live.
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 2:53 pm
Madlen narrowed her eyes at him, crossing her arms over her chest. "You should go find someone else who knows how to read tarot and can see the future." She swiped up her cards up and put them back where they belonged. "Kindly leave my caravan." She hissed, shoving open the door and hopping outside. She didn't need to hear his thoughts to know what he was thinking. "Despite what you believe of me, Mr. Lovett, I am not a whore nor am I a rapist. So kindly shove out."
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 3:39 pm
"The shadows are my friends,"
"The shadows are my home,"
"The shadows is your end." Altair Lovett Altair sighed and stood up. He did not understand why she was acting this way. He stepped out with her and turned to face her. "Madlen.. I was only thinking of the time when you asked me to kiss you, nothing more.." He said, honestly. "But if you would like me to leave then I kindly will." He finished with a bow. He walked away, not even realizing he had forgotten his robe. But he did not care.
Altair walked to the main tent in his preforming clothes and walked to through the main flap and almost walk straight into Christine. "Ah. Christine, how lovely to see you here" He said with a bow. He stood and looked at her. "And how are you today if i may ask?" He asked her, cocking his head slightly.
He saw Gorden still there when he cocked his head and he waved. "Gorden, how nice to see you still here... Enjoying your self?" Altair asks, waiting for them both to answer. My cold blade shall be the last thing you will feel.. Enjoy it while you still live.
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 3:57 pm
[[pft. now I look like a jerk. lol I'll take one for the team.]]
Madlen let out a huff before reaching into the wagon and pulling out his cloak, throwing it to the ground before shutting up her caravan and locking it. She knew what he had been thinking, especially after what he had said about 'disagreeing with the way she went about men' and she didn't need the power of sight to know what he was about to say. With a glare, she started off for a walk around the circus in hopes something could cheer her up. It was if he believed she strutted around without a care as to who she slept with, she wondered if it would surprise him to know that she was in fact still a virgin. "Hrots’." She growled, reverting back to her native language. "Inch’pes kopit! Vor nyard e nran! Patvarzhan, im esh!"
[[yay plot twists? lol]]
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 6:28 pm
 And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
Were captive on the carousel of time —¤÷(`[¤*[[ Ｃｈｒｉｓｔｉｎｅ“Ｗａｌｋｅｒ” Ｄａａｎ]]*¤]´)÷¤—
Christine smiled, feeling very comfortable around all the familiar faces."I'm good. Are you excited for tonight?" She always got excited the day of the preformance. And as soon as she went inside the tent, she'd practice until she was forced to stop and eat something. like always, the perfectionist. "What have you been up to this morning?" She asked, attempting a friendly conversation. People weren't her strong point, neither was conversing. Practice makes perfect, why not learn how to socialize now? Her inner voice was almost unbearably sarcastic, to her.
[[Can I just say that that was completely amusing to read, guys? Almost as amusing as The Deadbeat Hotel. Almost. x]{Different guild}]] We can’t return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 6:55 pm
"The shadows are my friends,"
"The shadows are my home,"
"The shadows is your end." Altair Lovett [Altair smiled back. "Yes i am very excited for the performance tonight.That is very good to hear. And as for what i have been up to?" He said, thinking quickly. "Oh well i ate, had some knife practice" He gestures over to the target with the many knives in the center, "And I went to get a reading.." He finished, remembering what had just happened. "Oh perhaps you could help me with something... An act i was planning on doing..." He said with a smile. My cold blade shall be the last thing you will feel.. Enjoy it while you still live.
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 7:01 pm
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
Were captive on the carousel of time —¤÷(`[¤*[[ Ｃｈｒｉｓｔｉｎｅ“Ｗａｌｋｅｒ” Ｄａａｎ]]*¤]´)÷¤—
Christine's smile faded into a confused look. "Oh? What kind of act would that be? If I 'm going to agree, I want details." She quickly tried to figure out what it might be. He's a knife thrower... and they like challenging difficult things... Uh oh. "On second thought, if you tell me, I won't agree. Sure, I'll help you out." We can’t return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 4:48 am
[[ XD!!! Deadbeat hotel isn't suppose to be amusing! hahaha okay. . . so maybe it was ninja ]]
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 7:55 am
"The shadows are my friends,"
"The shadows are my home,"
"The shadows is your end." Altair Lovett Altair chuckled when she said she didn't want to know the details, and even though he knew no one could see, he smiled behind his mask. He bowed his head slightly. "You have no need to worry Christine, my eyes are sharper then that of a hawks, I promise you that you will not be hurt at all during the performance." He said in his most friendly tone. He looked up at the top rope then at her. "Getting ready to practice a bit i see?" He said. My cold blade shall be the last thing you will feel.. Enjoy it while you still live.
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 8:36 am
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
Were captive on the carousel of time —¤÷(`[¤*[[ Ｃｈｒｉｓｔｉｎｅ“Ｗａｌｋｅｒ” Ｄａａｎ]]*¤]´)÷¤—
Christine smiled and nodded, "Yup. Probably going to be practicing all day, just to get it right." She shrugged, her toes playing in the dirt. Luckly there were no rocks where she stood. "And I don't have to worry about getting hurt ever. Barriers are pretty cool like that." She commented, laughing a bit. We can’t return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 8:48 am
"The shadows are my friends,"
"The shadows are my home,"
"The shadows is your end." Altair Lovett Altair smiled slightly and nodded. He noticed her playing with the dirt on the ground. He guessed maybe she was nervous or something. "Yes they are quite effective.. I can recall a few times in the past where they would have become quite useful.." He said softly, reminiscing on the past. He pushed those thought away, knowing that this was not a time for that. "Would you mind if i watched? would like to maybe get a sneak peek at some of the daring stunts you might be planning on doing tonight.." He asked nicely. He always liked to watch her perform, but he also got nervous, scared she would fall and not be able to stop herself. My cold blade shall be the last thing you will feel.. Enjoy it while you still live.
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 9:30 am
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
Were captive on the carousel of time —¤÷(`[¤*[[ Ｃｈｒｉｓｔｉｎｅ“Ｗａｌｋｅｒ” Ｄａａｎ]]*¤]´)÷¤—
Christine smiled. "Not my say weither you watch or not. It's a free tent." She said, turning toward her rope. "But if my aproval is watch you're looking for, then sure. I'll never hold back an audience." She walked over and climbed up her ladder, kicking her shoes off the platform. "Incoming." She said, warning those below as she flats made a soft thud on the dirt gorund. "If you aren't afraid of heights, you can come up here." She called down to Altair as she knelt down and rolled up her slacks, making sure they don't mess up her footing again. We can’t return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
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