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Tarot was swinging her small toddler legs, feet pounding against the wooden backing of the booth she sat in. Sev glanced up from a menu he was perusing to give her the "stop it" look. Tarot complied, scowling to show how much fun she was NOT having.

It was slightly cloudy today, perfect for running around in her garden. Or finding some more interesting rocks to put in it. She even would have agreed to going to the beach, since they had nice rocks and shells. But no, Sev decided today they were going to the local fair in town.

The thought only made the frown on her pale face deepen. On the (long) list of things Tarot did not like, going to places full of people and laughter and food and games was so not one of them. She was bound and determined to have a miserable time, no matter what Sev said.

Of course, her guardian decided they should first stop to eat somewhere, since fair food was expensive. To complete the sign that today would be miserable, a girl with rainbow hair came in and sat at a booth nearby. The only rainbows Tarot liked were on flowers.

Tarot ran down a mental list. She'd gotten up when Sev told her, took her bath and scrubbed real good. Ate all her breakfast, brushed her teeth. Even wore the outfit Sev picked out for her with a minimal amount of fuss. So she couldn't understand why this punishment was being dealt to her.

Everything about the girl in front of her screamed a warning, from her rainbow clothes and hair to the way her body seemed to almost hum in place with all the energy in her. The only thing Tarot saw that might be similar about them was their bone-white skin, like they had never seen the sun before.

Sev watched Tarot from across the booth. The girl had an more unfortunate habit of instant judging. If she decided she wasn't going to like someone she just stayed silent and ignored them in the hopes they would go away. It looked like he would have to give her a gentle nudge in the social direction.

He smiled at young girl who introduced herself as Enyo. "She's Tarot, and I'm Severus." Sev turned to look at Tarot. "She wants you to shake her hand. All you do it grab her hand and move it up and down a couple times."

"Why?"

Sev frowned. Tarot was playing difficult. "It's a form of greeting," he said, putting on his no nonsense face. "Go on, she won't bite you."

Tarot heaved a sigh loaded with all the suffering of a toddler. She slowly and reluctantly reached out and took hold of Enyo's hand.

Tarot's face scrunched up in confusion. What the heck was divining? What that a plant, a food? She turned her head to look at Sev with her "what-do-I-say-to-that" face.

Severus smiled, understanding the dilemna, and looked back to Enyo. "Sorry, she's still learning new words. Yea, that's what I named her after. She was actually born from a card, so it might be unoriginal. It just suited her." He chuckled, looking a little embarassed.

Severus blinked, looking surprised. "Why yes, I do believe that was the place. I didn't pay a ton of attention to the name, and I was only in there for a little bit." He laughed, tugging on a string of his ebony hair. "The owner was quite busy, actually. Apparently there are lot dead bugs in that shop. I don't think I really paid attention to the shop name 'til I went back after Tarot came along."

Tarot kicked her feet against the booth again, staring out the window and letting her mind wander. The conversation was thoroughly boring to her. Really, she'd had nothing to do with that odd shop since that one day. She was pretty sure the only reason she remembered that much was because of that horribly vibrant monstrosity of a s**t Sev made her wear. She cast at glance at Enyo's hair, more vibrant than that shirt could have hoped to be, and shuddered delicately.