Tarot post mark 11.
While it may only have been roughly three months since my last reading, I feel the itch to read Tarot cards for you once again!
[A deck is on the table in front of her.]
Simply focus on your question while shuffling the deck, and inform me of your question when you return the deck to me. Then I can read your fortune.
[Any game, any character will be read with a real shuffling of a real Tarot deck!]
[A deck is on the table in front of her.]
Simply focus on your question while shuffling the deck, and inform me of your question when you return the deck to me. Then I can read your fortune.
[Any game, any character will be read with a real shuffling of a real Tarot deck!]

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Question, question... erm...
[This is where he stalls, face pursed. The obvious question would be about the secrets Max's friends were hiding. That was what his crew was after. But they all promised that NO ONE outside their group would be told about it. So that's out.
His mind swirls- and one question settles in as he shuffles the deck, though he doesn't fully realize it. It's the real worry in his heart that he hasn't fully acknowledged yet.
'Is my life going to change? Will things ever be the same again?']
Heh, I guess you can tell me 'bout the lizardmen in our government! Make it a nice thing to tell Stephen when he's outta the clink!
[The two questions don't match at all, but his heart is more upfront then his words]
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[She's not a mind-reader, Johnny, you're going to have to actually say what you want to hear.]
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[He huffs and cross his arms]
'Kay then, tell me my future. This is what I get for tryin' do something nice.... though you didn't say there AIN'T lizardmen.
[Ha, he wins]