[♀ - Action]

[harpbeat]

[Eater is spending most of the day in the hotel lobby. She has a table set up, and the curious can come and see that she is giving readings with her Tarot deck for anyone who asks.

She's also wearing pants today, which is probably more remarkable than that.

(If anyone has a specific result they'd like to get from their Tarot reading, they can tell me - otherwise, I'll whip out my new real-life Tarot deck and do the reading myself.)]

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[blackestomen]

[She listens closely as each card is flipped and explained. And when all's said and done, she feels somewhat faint. A fraud could speculate vaguely on the future if they knew enough of the person. But no one here knew of her. That would be impossible. Then...]

...there is still magic here. Of some sort. I see.

[She brings a hand to the side of her face and glances away, still seeming unsettled.]

This is a chance. I may change. I may change...

[harpbeat]

You may, and I hope it helps.

[blackestomen]

[She catches herself being flighty, and comes back to herself with a small shake of her head.]

I think it will. Yes. Thank you, Eater.

[harpbeat]

You are most certainly welcome.