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Normally, if the future was something that needed to be consulted through the variety of occult items collected and stashed in her room, Belladonna would just try to decipher the things herself. On most days she would just grab a random deck of tarot cards and do her own reading. If the day was cloudy and the cards unclear, then maybe it would be runes or the curls of smoke in a blown out candle, even the lines of one's own palm would do nicely for divination purposes, and in the event all those failed, the little black scrying mirror kept at the very back of the witch's closet could serve that purpose. But as of late, all her attempts at peering into the foggy future proved to only run her in circles. No answers could be found, no real path forged and she was getting massively frustrated.
It was a real stroke of luck, then, that one day the witch happened upon one of the fortune teller's cards neatly stacked on the little desk under the bulletin board in the reaper's dorm common area. The card itself was gorgeous, all black and red and pretty, but the name printed on the card was so familiar the witch just absolutely had to investigate. And maybe get at least a little clue into the future!

So with a hum she pranced across campus and ferreted out the dorm room that matched the one on the card, a little wide eyed and curious to look around in the Demon dorms as she hadn't really been in them... Well, ever, as she recalled. They were nice, of course, but she just could not fully give her devotion over to Demon aesthetics, even if they were very gorgeous.
But the time for lollygagging was over! Belladonna was here for a reason! She wanted to know if her future would be good, if things with Mort would brighten or darken, if they'd get to graduate together, if any number of wonderful or horrible things would come to pass!
A square of shoulders was enacted before she rose a hand and rapped on the door, but she was quick to spread a warm smile on her face as she waited for the occupant within to open the door.

By the time the door had opened, the witch had begun to drift off a bit, her eyes unfocusing as she waited and began to daydream. It wasn't a very good daydream, more of a mental checklist of the things she needed to accomplish that evening, but the click of the door was enough to free her from her boring reverie. With a start the witch rearranged herself into the once welcoming stance she had taken before.
"Ah! Hello!" The witch quickly dipped into a curtsey and was just about to say her name when it was said for her. For a moment she blinked at the ghoul, astonished that she was such a good psychic as to know her clients' names before they'd even uttered them. Belladonna opened her mouth to say such, along with a number of very kind things about the ghoul's appearance when she instead broke it off to blurt out, "Arachne!"
Hecate, they had met ages and ages ago! It was a wonder the witch remembered her name at all, and a wonder that the spiderkin remembered the witch's, but it was good that they both remembered.

"Oh my Hecate! Its been forever! My word, how are you!? Its so good to see you again! You look fabulous!" Was it ok to hug?! Wait no, they'd only met the one time that wasn't acceptable aughhhhh~
Instead, Belladonna made do with an excited little flapping motion of both hands at the ghoul, a wide smile plastered on her face for their reunion.