Anne Vincent. HP'verse OC. Bar.

[mm_quinby]

Anne is sitting at a table with a deck of cards and a book. Every so often, she'll re-shuffle the cards, lay them out in front of her, and check a few things with the book. Eventually she puts a sign up: Practicing Tarot, come on over for a reading!

She sits back, has some tea, and waits for people.

[ooc: Mun has an Actual Tarot Deck, and would

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[not_the_lion]

After a while, Regulus comes over, Divination textbook (entirely coincidentally) in hand.
"And here I thought you turned down the class because you didn't like that sort of thing," he says.

[auror_black]

"I don't." Anne shrugs. "Tarot's all about telling stories from the cards in front of you. There's nothing mystical about it no matter how hard you try. It's just luck and cards and a lot of BS."

[not_the_lion]

"Must be why Professor Device doesn't care to teach it." Professor Device is not so good at BS.
"All right then. If you're practicing, practice on me."

[auror_black]

"Alright." Anne cracks her knuckles and pulls out the cards, shuffling. "The spread that my mom taught me is called the Celtic cross. It tells you about a situation. The present, the past, and a possible outcome." She deals out the cards, then picks up the first one. "This card is in the place of a person or a situation." She stares at it for a moment before putting it down. "King of Wands. This card generally refers to a very specific person. One who is almost singular in their passion for something. They have a vision, and will do everything to get that vision. Not much will keep them from what they want. It also could indicate the beginning of a challenge."

[claudiometer]

There's a redhead with a purple streak (well, this week it's purple) in her hair at a nearby table, examining a rather steampunk-looking pistol of some sort. But after Anne's sign goes up, her attention goes back and forth from the sign to her work, until finally, she gets up, Tesla in tow.
"That apply to people you've never met before?" she says.

[auror_black]

"Makes the challenge all the more potent." Anne grins. "Have a seat, and let me shuffle." She shuffles the cards a bit. "I'm Anne, by the way." She's not wearing robes, but she has her wand characteristically stuck in her ponytail.

[claudiometer]

"All right then. I'm Claudia. Good to meetcha." She tosses off a quick Vulcan salute, sits down, and says, "...that a wand in your hair?"
(Says the girl with the ray gun.)

[auror_black]

"Yeah. One of the people back home seems to think that I shouldn't keep it there, but really. There hasn't been a case in recent history of someone hurting themselves just because of where they put their wand." Anne makes a face. "Good to meet you as well." Anne keep shuffling.