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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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 Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 12:16 pm
xxxxxxшнεп ıт cσмεƨ тσ мıɔпıɢнт шıʟʟ чσυ тακε мч ғяεεzıпɢ нαпɔ αпɔ ɢσ﹖ xxxxxx - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳ xxxxxxxx xxxx тнεRε αRe εvıʟ тнıɢпƨ ıп тнεƨε шσσɔƨxxxxxx- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "Hangover? Ah, no. Una told me she never drinks, ever! And it's good! Alcohol and magic don't go well together." The woman said. If someone like her believed in magic and that their bestfriend was the avatar of a Goddess, they would certainly believes Una's lies about not drinking. "Lax? Oh, no. Not at all! I'm not Lax, I'm Swedish! And my sister's Danish. We don't have any Lax blood in us and we never went to Laxia." She answered Alex in all honesty!
Freja poured some boiling octopus water in a small white cup and added in some sage and rosemary leaves... as well as dried up rat tail powered and one eye of a newt. Of course, it was all in a little pouch (made from pig's intestine) so that they weren't all floating around in the cup. Freja was a tarot reader, not a tea leave one. Drinking with leaves floating around was annoying at best. She brought back the (strangly blue) tea at the table where Alex was, placing his cup (and a regular blueberry muffin she had bought from the bakery before coming to work) in front of him. Giving her customers and friends tea and muffins where the least she could do, after all! Who knew what the cards would reveal to them. She was charging them 10cents the tissue, however. She took a bite into her own muffin before sating down and taking the cards in her hands.
"So... Reading on your employees eh... let's see.." She started to flip the cards in front of her, revealing every secretsin Alex souls! First off, the Four of Wands."Ah.. I see... Someone who is very regular in his work... very thorough. A good worker... However, there's also some family issues. Troubles at home that might reflects themselves at work. You need to be careful about it... set some limit... not to stop it, but to control it." She flipped another card. This time, it was the Two of Wand. "There's a crossroad in the future for someone...They will have to chose between two options, one leading to the destruction of the other..." Well, that one wasn't very revealing. Next card: Death. "There will be a lot of change, hopefully for the best. All of your employes all have troubles of their own, but who doesn't? They will have to work on them." She flipped a forth card. This time, it was the Five of pentacles. "Individually, they might be horrible workers, but working as a group, they'll do just fine. Just be sure to guide them in the right way." The last card was the Knight of Swords. "They will be good workers, bringing success to your restaurants! .... Or bringing it down to the ground.. I always have trouble interpreting that card..." she said with a little shrug. Well, it was hard to tell the future of people she didn't know at all! xxxxx♜ ♞ ♜ xxxxxxxx ｅｙｅ ｏｆ ｎｅｗｔ ａｎｄ ｔｏｎｇｕｅ ｏｆ ｄｏｇxxxxx ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ xxxxx GIVE ME YOUR FIRST BORN
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 2:01 am
He was silent as he watched Freja flip over the cards, glancing between the cards on the table and the woman's face. He had been going to see her for how long now? It had been a few years, at least. He still couldn't remember what a single card meant. He just wasn't good at visually remembering things, it seemed. And so he listened quietly, nodding his head slowly as she spoke. Sure, he could try to follow, but it was usually too abstract for him to figure out right away. So, when she was done, Alex exhaled and leaned back in his chair, reaching up to scratch the back of his head. It was a typical Freja reading, it seemed. Just vague enough for it to be ambiguous, and he was never really that certain of how to take it. Maybe that was why he was always coming back. "I just have to work with them, then?" he looked at her for some sort of confirmation. "I was kind of hoping that I could bring them a cake or something, and that would fix all potential problems." He was joking, but it was obvious by his personality that his sense of humor was weak at best. After a moment, he sat up straight again, unfazed by his unsuccessful attempt to be funny. "Have you ever done a reading for yourself, Freja?" Was it even possible? He imagined the interpretation would be tricky.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 2:16 am
xxxxxxшнεп ıт cσмεƨ тσ мıɔпıɢнт шıʟʟ чσυ тακε мч ғяεεzıпɢ нαпɔ αпɔ ɢσ﹖ xxxxxx - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳ xxxxxxxx xxxx тнεRε αRe εvıʟ тнıɢпƨ ıп тнεƨε шσσɔƨxxxxxx- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Of course it was Alex's mistake, but it wasn't like Freja would hold it against him or anything. He didn't knew Una like she did, nor worked with her, after all. How could he possibly know if she was drinking or not? He had just said his opinion based on the little facts he knew. Would it have been anyone one other than Una, Freja would have believed him, but since the girl had swore that she had never drank before, Freja had no choice but to love her! Who would like to their boss, anyway? That was so unethical! Just like how he would probbaly not eat the muffins if he knew that Xiero had been the one making them... Or XIero making them if he had knew Alex would have been the one eating them...
She pulled back all the cards together, shuffling them again. You couldn't make more than one reading with a shuffle, afer all. You would be missing cards! That would just be like...half a future! Oh, that sounded horrible. "Well, I'm sure they would love cake! You should bring them cake. Cake make people happy. Oh! Oh! Bring them a black pudding cake! I'm sure everyone love those!" Mao liked them! And so did she! And since they were so different form one another, that meant that everyone on the island should love them too! What wasn't there to love about a cake made with blood and guts, anyway?
"A reading? For myself...?", She repedted after the man, half lost in her thought. Well, yes, she had done it once, not that it had worked... "I did. Once. It didn't really made much sense, so I never tried again. Somethign about hell on earth and the end of the world. And Chtullu. Didn't quite understand what it meant." She said, shrugging it off. Self reading really were too tricky. She wasn't good enough for them. Maybe someone with higher magical abilities, like Celeste, would be able to to them... maybe.xxxxx♜ ♞ ♜ xxxxxxxx ｅｙｅ ｏｆ ｎｅｗｔ ａｎｄ ｔｏｎｇｕｅ ｏｆ ｄｏｇxxxxx ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ xxxxx GIVE ME YOUR FIRST BORN
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 1:56 am
For some reason, it was kind of reassuring to hear that even Freja didn't fully understand her own reading. Maybe that meant that he wasn't completely inept. It was still somehow new to him, so he just had a hard time finding something tangible in the things she told him. Maybe he was just expecting too much out of it. It was his problem, afterall. He shouldn't just put his issues on her and expect her to give him the answers for him. But did that mean that he would stop coming by? Of course not. Even if he understood it wasn't the best thing to do, it still made him feel better. "Maybe when she's older, she'll do a reading for you," he added with a smile, pointing at the baby. Considering her parents, there was no chance that girl was going to be anything but strange.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 7:05 pm
xxxxxxшнεп ıт cσмεƨ тσ мıɔпıɢнт шıʟʟ чσυ тακε мч ғяεεzıпɢ нαпɔ αпɔ ɢσ﹖ xxxxxx - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳ xxxxxxxx xxxx тнεRε αRe εvıʟ тнıɢпƨ ıп тнεƨε шσσɔƨxxxxxx- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Would Freja be just a little slightly less oblivious to everything around her, she would have been proud that Alex was becoming (somewhat) less serious and more accepting of all things occults. Unfortunately, she was not and still believed that everyone in the world thought that things worked exactly like how she saw them. Same reason as why she would never believe that Una ever was drunk and still had trouble believing Celeste’s claims that movies weren’t real. Not that she didn’t know it up, but she still had that little nagging voice in the back of her head doubting it every time those two went to see a movie at the Cinema. Oh well, at least she wasn’t crying (as much) when she saw them now.
“I hope she will!”, she replied with more excitation that would normally have come out of Freja’s mouth. She was like that every time the subject of her daughter was brought up… unless it had to do with Mao. Then it was anger. She still have to perfom a bunch of ritual on Xochiquetzal every time she came back from her father’s place just to make sure she wasn’t tainted by some experiment the man would have done to her. He had access to scalpels, after all…”She’ll be very powerful, you know? She’s in direct link with the energy of the world! She was born on the goddess Festival after all! And she has Celeste as part of her name!” Oh, she was so proud of her daughter! She would probably grow up to be the most powerful witch to have ever exister! Probbaly even stronger than Celeste and Celeste was the Goddess’s Avatar! Oh, Such great thigns that Xochi would be able to do.
xxxxx♜ ♞ ♜ xxxxxxxx ｅｙｅ ｏｆ ｎｅｗｔ ａｎｄ ｔｏｎｇｕｅ ｏｆ ｄｏｇxxxxx ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ ⇨ xxxxx GIVE ME YOUR FIRST BORN
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