fairytalenoir: (betrayed by a woman all dressed in red)
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[There it is again, the cheap, wobbly card table, the hand drawn cardboard sign: 3 CARD TAROT READING $2. The Boy sits on a stool, hunched with his forearms resting on the scratches and graffiti that cover the surface of the table. His hat lies there also to serve as a money collector; he wears a black peacoat, jeans, green chucks, and a black eye (left). His expression is peaceful and patient.

By most reckonings, physical and metaphysical alike, he reads human, though there is perhaps something a little wrong — a hint of stagnation where there should be fidgety teenager energy, or old, deeply embedded scents of whiskey, cigarettes, coffee, mint gum, gun oil. But such things wouldn't be so very unusual here.]

Date: 2012-04-30 03:24 am (UTC)
fuckvampires: (yeah right)
From: [personal profile] fuckvampires
Two fucking bucks?

[..............he's cheap okay.]

Date: 2012-04-30 03:32 am (UTC)
fuckvampires: (Can you spare a dime)
From: [personal profile] fuckvampires
[here, have a whole pack. They haven't even been chewed on yet.


How you doing, kid?

Date: 2012-04-30 02:52 pm (UTC)
fuckvampires: (bet you'd go good with wine)
From: [personal profile] fuckvampires
Not in the ground yet. That's always something.

Date: 2012-04-30 07:28 pm (UTC)
fuckvampires: (bet you'd go good with wine)
From: [personal profile] fuckvampires
Sure, what have I got to lose.

Date: 2012-04-30 09:09 pm (UTC)
fuckvampires: (suck it)
From: [personal profile] fuckvampires
[He doesn't take much care in choosing which; it's not so much that he doesn't believe in this stuff, he knows this shit can get real at times, but that he's rather resigned to his fate being terrible.]

Alright, that's easy enough.

Date: 2012-04-30 09:24 pm (UTC)
fuckvampires: (bullshit it is)
From: [personal profile] fuckvampires
...People pay you for this?

Date: 2012-04-30 10:31 pm (UTC)
fuckvampires: (you said something?)
From: [personal profile] fuckvampires
Seriously. You do this to everyone.

Date: 2012-05-01 01:56 am (UTC)
fuckvampires: (Can you spare a dime)
From: [personal profile] fuckvampires

Alright, alright, what horrors does the third one hold in store for me?

Date: 2012-05-01 02:15 am (UTC)
fuckvampires: (stupidest thing i ever heard)
From: [personal profile] fuckvampires
[Surprisingly he doesn't seem phased by this at all.]

Eh, could be worse. Could be dead.

Date: 2012-05-01 02:38 am (UTC)
fuckvampires: (cancel your thoughts)
From: [personal profile] fuckvampires
More resignation. Good luck with the spreading of fortunes.

Date: 2012-04-30 11:59 am (UTC)
pridegoesbefore: (a look your smile can't disguise)
From: [personal profile] pridegoesbefore
[Not a fan of Divination to begin with, it's the relative inexpensiveness of the reading that catches her attention.]

Do you make a profit with that price?

Date: 2012-04-30 03:19 pm (UTC)
pridegoesbefore: (her with her nose in the air)
From: [personal profile] pridegoesbefore

A monetary exchange does lend a veneer of legitimacy, I suppose, even if it's not your primary objective.

Will you take a Galleon? I don't carry foreign currency.
Edited Date: 2012-04-30 03:28 pm (UTC)

Date: 2012-04-30 03:47 pm (UTC)
pridegoesbefore: (don't confuse the issue)
From: [personal profile] pridegoesbefore
I don't require it. [She sometimes forgets that poverty exists.]

Date: 2012-04-30 07:30 pm (UTC)
purloined: (pic#3223894)
From: [personal profile] purloined
[curiosity killed the cat; it also made it want to stop and get its cards read at some point beforehand, apparently. the last fortune teller she came upon was an old lady in rome who charged more lira than she carried (which, to be fair, wasn't that hard) and spoke more italian than she could understand.]

Is this a business, or more of a hobby for you? [her hands are in the pockets of her borrowed overcoat, fingering an assortment of foreign coins as she speaks.]

Date: 2012-04-30 11:35 pm (UTC)
purloined: (pic#3223859)
From: [personal profile] purloined
Not that I was after a reading until a moment ago, but if there's one thing I can't stand, it's a professional con.

[that air of self assuredness coupled with his youthful visage reminds her of someone she knows. she smiles and finally pulls out a handful of coins, sifting over them to discern currency and value. if he happens to be a con of the non-professional variety, she won't be upset; this is supposed to be a 'just-for-fun' deal. on the other hand, she's aware that sometimes this sort of thing can get serious; it'll be interesting, either way.]

...Doesn't look like I have any dollars on me, but would the equivalent in foreign currency suffice?

Date: 2012-05-01 08:08 pm (UTC)
purloined: (pic#3223852)
From: [personal profile] purloined
[drachma, shillings and francs trickle down from the palm of her hand into the hat; she isn't exactly sure how much she's just handed over, but it looks like the cumulative amount could at least buy something like a sandwich or two.

her fingers hover over the deck for a moment before she decides to forsake any sort of careful mediation on the matter, going with gut instinct to pluck her three cards.]

And done.

Date: 2012-05-02 08:21 pm (UTC)
purloined: (pic#3223832)
From: [personal profile] purloined
[there's a look of amusement on her face that grows more masklike as he speaks; his accuracy, whether she was expecting it or not, throws her off a little. technically it could still all be no better than the bullshit you find in the daily papers, the horoscopes vague enough for just about anyone to identify with. she'll have to wait and see what comes next to be sure.]

And the second card?

Date: 2012-05-01 03:25 am (UTC)
earthandfire: rainbow on black (Prism in the darkness.)
From: [personal profile] earthandfire
[ Passing intentionally close by -- he's excruciatingly curious about new things in the nexus, and there seems to be some amount of attention being directed this way -- it's the scent he catches first, in a way that seems to take his nose almost completely out of the equation. Feeling out the table, he runs his fingers over it gingerly (if he's standing awkwardly close, he... won't care, probably), feeling out the scratches, like he's reading them. They bump the hat. ]

Huh. What's going on here?

Date: 2012-05-01 02:44 pm (UTC)
earthandfire: sitting outside (It's better to be outdoors.)
From: [personal profile] earthandfire
[ His head tilts with diverted interest. ] Really? Hummm. I don't have any money. [ Giving it some thought, after a few seconds he digs into one pocket of his ratty jeans and comes out with a small and brown paper package, well-loved. He opens it up to reveal several crystalline chunks in radioactive colors. ] How about some rock candy? Home grown.

Date: 2012-05-01 02:53 pm (UTC)
earthandfire: sitting in green tones. (I've got a lot on my mind.)
From: [personal profile] earthandfire
Got it.

[ He sets the small bundle on the table, and holds out a hand. When the cards touch his fingers, he gathers them up and fans them a bit, before plucking out one -- two -- three. Then he hands them back, patiently interested. ]

Date: 2012-05-01 03:07 pm (UTC)
earthandfire: smile close (It's always worth it.)
From: [personal profile] earthandfire
[ Almost immediately, he smiles -- not surprised, so much, but openly pleased. He folds his arms behind his back and nods encouragingly. ] That's a good one. Go on.

Date: 2012-05-01 04:06 pm (UTC)
earthandfire: thoughtful fist by cheek (Hmm I wonder.)
From: [personal profile] earthandfire
You're good at this.

Date: 2012-05-01 09:36 pm (UTC)
earthandfire: hands pressed together (Think about what you've done.)
From: [personal profile] earthandfire
That one I don't completely agree with. [ He says it casually, also without malice. The lingering grin that was on his face at the start is still there. ] Have you been doing this for a long time? You've really got the whole double meaning thing down to an art.

Date: 2012-05-02 04:58 pm (UTC)
earthandfire: cocky grin (Who me? The most amazing?)
From: [personal profile] earthandfire
Can't I be impressed? It's not my art. I've always wanted to give palm reading a try, but I'm not a very good liar.