readings -- o1 kwb.
She makes sure she looks the part- her hair dark and her eyes darker, a black hat perched atop her head and a blousy white shirt in contrast, stark against the opulent drapery surrounding her, the huge velvet blue wingback she's perched in a stately throne before her small table, a similar chair in green positioned parallel. It helps that she's young and pretty too, prompts people into acting on the playful impulse- hey, lets go get our fortune read, wouldn't that be fun? People are ridiculous. There's a faint smirk that graces the curve of her lips as he enters, stooping to sit, his frame broad and his cheekbones sharp enough to carve into her skin. Appealing- she hopes he'll offer some amusement. There's the aroma of sandalwood and something unfamiliar in the air, some kind of incense Taemin cooked up just for her and the haze it weaves into the air is tinged a barely there gold, casting them in a fog of something ethereal as she shuffles the cards in her hand. "Think of a question." she instructs the other, her tone all velvet promise, quiet but pitched to project as she sweeps the cards over the table, spreading them against the tabletop in an even arc. "Now, take three cards. For past and present and future." she informs him, waits patiently as his fingers linger against the slips of laminate.