[ hey, if that's what feels right, that's what feels right!! molly nods, and turns the cards in his hands, then spreads them into a delicate fan across his palm, facedown, which he then holds forward. ]
Now, choose those which call to you. Or catch your eye. Whatever works.
[Calls or catches his eye? Naturally skeptical, he can tell the point is to keep the selection random. Is there a specific number? The man - tiefling - hasn't given any direction on that rule, so Itachi assumes not.
He eyes the cards, then selects three: one on the very left end of the pile, one from the center, and one from the very far right. These are placed face down on the blanket.]
[ now that the cards have been placed, the reading can begin. molly glides one hand over the cards, before settling his fingertips on the first - the one to the man's left - and deftly flipping it over. this card's face shows a bright eye in black ink and sparkling gold leaf, watching pensively from the center of the image. ]
The eye.. interesting. This could very well be literal - perhaps someone is watching you, or you are watching them, only you can know the true meaning, but perhaps you're being invited to peer inward as well, to.. examine something within yourself. Something giving you trouble, maybe, or something you might want to adapt or change.
[ that's the beauty of the cards, after all, some of this reflection needs to be personal! ]
[The eye. Itachi narrows a watchful look onto the card, scrutinizing the design laid flat to the blanket. The significance it holds to him could not be known to anyone in this dimension except one individual - least of all the tiefling across from him.]
So you provide several different meanings, and I choose the one most relevant to myself.
[Is this the nature of divination? He's looking at the stranger now, again studying that pale-purple skin and patterned clothing and ornamental gold.]
Is that truly knowing, then, if it can be changed? [There are two cards left. After this weird dead-eyed stare, he looks down at them.] How long have you performed readings of this nature?
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Now, choose those which call to you. Or catch your eye. Whatever works.
[ there's no wrong way! ]
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He eyes the cards, then selects three: one on the very left end of the pile, one from the center, and one from the very far right. These are placed face down on the blanket.]
Am I supposed to look at them?
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[ now that the cards have been placed, the reading can begin. molly glides one hand over the cards, before settling his fingertips on the first - the one to the man's left - and deftly flipping it over. this card's face shows a bright eye in black ink and sparkling gold leaf, watching pensively from the center of the image. ]
The eye.. interesting. This could very well be literal - perhaps someone is watching you, or you are watching them, only you can know the true meaning, but perhaps you're being invited to peer inward as well, to.. examine something within yourself. Something giving you trouble, maybe, or something you might want to adapt or change.
[ that's the beauty of the cards, after all, some of this reflection needs to be personal! ]
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So you provide several different meanings, and I choose the one most relevant to myself.
[Is this the nature of divination? He's looking at the stranger now, again studying that pale-purple skin and patterned clothing and ornamental gold.]
Is that truly knowing, then, if it can be changed? [There are two cards left. After this weird dead-eyed stare, he looks down at them.] How long have you performed readings of this nature?