Apr 28, 2015
. Fortune
doomedbunny
Her hands were pressed against her lips, hiding the small ‘o’ shape they made as the goddess marveled the boy in front of her. Bunny ears? Large, almost bushy hair? And from what she could tell from mere minutes of observation, a timid disposition... little marks that appealed to her more fanatical side. But her powers were limited. It wasn’t like she could pluck a souvenir out of thing air anymore.
... well, she would just have to think on her feet.
"How would like to have your fortune told?”