[Prethreading OOM] Kate and Atton, Koor.

[stuck_mynock]

Koor is bright, colourful and loud, for the most part, and vibrant with life.

The door leads out into a large city square, lined with stalls, with a group of masked actors in the centre playing out some form of very overdramatic musical tragedy.

Atton turns to Kate. "So. Stuff t'buy, stuff t'eat, fortune-telling, fights for money, dancing, street theatre, and as I find more stuff in the city this list keeps on growing and growing so I won't bore you with the rest." Brightly. "Any ideas on what y'want t'do?"

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[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"Makes sense, seems like the business for the former rather than latter." So she paid.

And then waited.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

The deck is held out to her.
"Shuffle for me, please."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kind of like that time with Tower, though cards held a mixed feeling for her this time as she took the deck and shuffled. Thinking of the Trump lessons with Brand, and the cards she still had. The one she made of Will, and everything else that's happened lately.

"Here," And she slammed down the deck with a little more force than she intended to do.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

The fortune-teller raises an eyebrow, before laying out three cards. The first one is turned over.

"Your recent past - the Eight of Wolves. You've been trapped, recently. Restricted, caged, in some manner, correct?"

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate glanced back at her sharply.

"...Yeah."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

The second card was turned over.

"Your present: The Four of Wolves, the sleeping wolf. After a long and difficult period of your life, you now have a chance to rest, heal and relax - Even if it's not especially easy."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"Can say that again. Ok, you're 2 for 2 so far."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

The third card is turned over.
"Your future: The Prime of Mirrors - depending on it's position, it could be gaining something and losing it again, or losing something and gaining it again."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate blinked, "Ok, that one doesn't make any sense. So am I gaining or am I losing?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Losing, but then gaining. Maybe in time it'll make sense to you."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"Maybe. No wonder you prefer getting money up front." Wry look back.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Business is business." Brightly. "Thank you for your custom. I'll be here throughout the festival if you have need of my services again."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"All right, thank you."

She got up, and headed back out to meet up with Atton again.

"Ready for the shopping part. Thinking of checking out the fights too." She was definitely going to donate any won money though.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"They have sword fights, I think, which I hear you're good at. Fist fights. An archery contest, too." Atton says. "What're you thinking of buying for Will, then?"

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"Sword fights yes... wait... did you say archery contests?" GRIIIIINN

"And not sure, but I'll know it when I see it." Welcome to how girls shop. This might take a while.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Please see it quickly, otherwise we'll be here forever."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate gave him a look, "Fine, maybe I'll wait till I'm here with Will. Won't be a surprise then."

She's definitely not of the "that's fine, let's go" school of shopping.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"But, but, but fine. C'mon, let's go search."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"I'll be as quick as I can, ok?"

She then followed him back to vendor stalls.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton makes vague grumbling noises in response.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"So glad to have your approval,' she gently teased him.

She wandered over to one stall to see what was there.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Carved, wooden animals, each small enough to fit in the palm of somebody's hand, with silver detailing.

"S'nice."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"Oh these are pretty."

Now she's going to look and see if there's anything that remotely resembles a fox.

"He might like one of these, especially if I can find one that looks close to a fox. Or whatever the equivalent would be."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Well, there's a Kazic Wolf here. Sort of similar," gesturing to a large, vicious looking canine with what looks like a prehensile, spiked tail. "... Should be a Koori Saber-Toothed Fox somewhere, that'd be even closer."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"Hmmm... I somehow have trouble picturing Will with a tail like that. Let's see the Saber-Toothed one if they have it." She poked around the figures some more, searching.