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She continues to stare, unaffected by the threat, she finishes shuffling the deck, and places them into three face down piles "ɴᴏᴡ, ꜱʜᴀʟʟ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴅꜱ. . .ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ ᴡᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴜꜱ?" Her voice a song of silk. . .yet dangerous in its own wake.

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Her Gaze is quite professional and upkept, she continues to shuffle under her voice. "ꜱɪᴍᴘʟᴇ, ɪ ᴅʀᴀᴡ ᴄᴀʀᴅꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʀɪɴᴋᴇᴛ ɪ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘʀᴏᴠɪᴅᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴘᴜʀᴄʜᴀꜱᴇ. ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴᴄᴇ, ɴᴏ ʀᴇᴅᴏꜱ." Her eyes are locked with his, watching his every movement.

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"ɢᴜɪʟᴛʏ~ ɴᴏᴡ, ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ?~" they ask, beginning to professionally shuffle the cards with little to no effort. They were not new to these readings, and they weren't new to selling their wares. . .cursed or not.

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Now. . .there are four large hands on the table, strings on all four hands, leading back to the shadows where the eyes sat, their gaze almost amused "ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪꜱʜ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴅꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴘʀᴏᴠɪᴅᴇ?~ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴇʟʟ, ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ꜱᴇᴀᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇɢɪɴ~"

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"ᴀʜᴜʜᴜ~ ᴄʟᴇᴀᴠᴇʀ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ Qᴜɪᴛᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀʀᴇꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛꜱ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴏᴡɴᴇʀꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ~" Their eyes sway back and forth, as if they were bobbing their head "ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʀᴇꜱ ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ. . .ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇ-

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"ᴀʜ, ᴡᴇʟʟ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱʜᴏᴘ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛʀɪɴᴋᴇᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴘ. ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ɪ ꜱᴇʟʟ Qᴜɪᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴛᴇᴍꜱ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴꜱ ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ʜᴇʀᴇ~" Their hand comes back out, tapping the center of the table, the strings shifted a bit differently than before. "ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀ-

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"ᴏʜ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛᴇɴᴛ?~ Qᴜɪᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟɪɴɢ ꜱʜᴏᴘ~" The being clicks their fingers on the table, soon their 5 eyes able to be seen, gazing down like 5 crimson moons. Soon they recall their hand back into the darkness "ᴡʜʏ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇʀᴇ?~"

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After a few moments of silence, something lurches forward across the table, a large purple hand with finger like claws, a few red strings wrapped around the fingers "ᴀʜᴜʜᴜʜᴜʜᴜ~ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴄᴏʀɴᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ~" The voice is soft and feminine, with a bit of elegance to it

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