Not typical cards, of course. The cards in mind were of a different sort. It was only in a recent encounter that she was reminded of a past incident involving tarot cards. Samira knew very little about them and what they represented. One of her spirits had given his knowledge on them, but it was information she didn't particularly trust to be accurate. The avatars of those cards had also given explanations, but the whole experience was confusing. Complex. Much too intricate for one simple interpretation. She had planned before to get another opinion. Someone that she had heard was much more experienced with those sorts of cards and their fateful meanings. Granted, those plans had long been delayed significantly, but no more. Getting a reading and gaining some knowledge about the subject had been bumped up to the top of the priority list. So just who did she have in mind?
'Gaia Sabin Dyer? That modeling girlie? Woooo. I do like her style. Did you see her in all of those Sorcerer's Magazine issues? I almost feel sad that she's the married one.'
'A decent and talented girl like that would not be interested in you regardless of her relationship status. You should be grateful to be spared the embarrassment of being rejected.'
"Please refrain from sharing those sorts of thoughts with me. I find them to be disturbing. But, yes. If the sorcerer's magazine is enough to go by she does do modeling. I would prefer to acknowledge her as her more respectful position as one of the Aces of the guild, however, so do remember that if any of you decide to give her a hello." Samira pondered what she just said for a moment and immediately back tracked after imagining the horror that would be unleashed upon the Ace if any of them came out. "I retract my statement. Remain where you are until I am done. None of you can control yourselves."
'And here I was about to demand modeling advice for the upcoming celestial beauty pageant. Damn shame.'
"Your sarcasm is noted."
'I can still ask for an autograph, right? I need it for my top and popular mages of the world collection!'
"No autographs." Honestly. The woman didn't need to be pestered with autographs when she probably got so many requests for it as it was. Besides, Samira preferred it if such chaos didn't distract the Ace from doing a reading. That probably required patience and concentration... a calm mind filled with absolute tranquility... a mind that could reach a transcendent state so it could be filled with all the answers and mysteries of the universe!... or something. She didn't rightly know.
'Not that I care or anything, but what makes you think she's going to be in this dump of a city anyway? And at some local inn no less? She's probably off partying and living the rich life if she's seriously that freaking popular.'
"The same way I know that she is experienced in handling tarot cards, of course. From rumors. People have mentioned her talents even outside of the Sabertooth halls and the Ace of Spades. It is not a secret she is hiding." Those rumors were quite varied in actuality, and Samira didn't know just how accurate they were. The location of where Gaia normally did her readings made sense. The Red Dragon Inn was a hot spot in the city with many travelers and locals providing customer traffic. The day also made sense. It had to be a Friday. That was the day that you were most likely to find the tarot card reader. That had to be Gaia's day off from her other duties, right? Yes. That was the most logical assumption. It couldn't have been all those other far fetched theories she had heard in passing.
The telepathic conversation continued as Samira made her way to the large inn. She entered it casually as if she had been there a numerous amount of times. She hadn't, of course, but pretending it was a familiar sight helped her forget the awkwardness of it all. The stares she paid no mind, nor the whispers and audible comments being made as she made her way to one of the back corners of the inn. In many ways she was grateful that no one had a mind to stop her or say anything. She could get right to where she needed to be in peace.
Samira stopped her steps once she had reached a table. Not just any ordinary table. Those were abundant enough that she could have just sat at any old table in the front of the inn. No. That one was specially marked with a lovely rich purple cotton tablecloth that was delicately decorated with golden embroidery. Stars and moons covered it completely, the golden color design shimmering in the candlelight that dimly lit the small space. There was also a woman sitting by the wall. The one she expected to be there. Gaia Sabin, or rather Lady Gaia that day, she supposed. The Lady title while she was in her tarot reading mode had been another one of those rumors she had heard.
In truth, the Wizard Saint wasn't all too sure where to go from there. What exactly was the appropriate way to request a reading? She supposed the best way was to just start with the basics. "Hello, Lady Gaia. Are you available to do any readings at this time?" For all she knew the Ace did readings by appointment only these days so the question seemed legitimate enough. In the back of her mind Samira felt a bit silly for asking though since no one else was sitting in the other chair. At least she'd get credit for being polite.
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