no major tags Makishima Yusuke & Kinjou Shingo, yowapeda the Rahdue's Wheel
Makishima didn't look like most people would expect an oracle to. His hair was green and he dressed like he pressed a randomization button on his clothing every morning--nothing about him looked particularly mystical or magical. He lived in a modest house with a raised porch and a garden out front, and no one passing it would guess that it belonged to one of the most powerful seers in present times.
The old hinges on the screen door squealed as Kinjou opened it, announcing his presence so that he didn't have to. He closed it slowly behind him, taking care not to let it slam, and took off his shoes.
It was cool inside the house, a welcome relief from the day's heat and humidity. Makishima was waiting for him in the living room, the couch and coffee table already pushed aside to make room for the cards. He specialized in tarot, especially large, in-depth spreads that might tell clients more than they want to know about themselves. His readings were almost unnervingly accurate, and sometimes he saw things that no one wanted to know. Working with Makishima was not for the faint of heart.
Kinjou shuffled the deck and Makishima laid out the cards, all 78 of them, and gave Kinjou a calculating look.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
"Of course," said Kinjou.
Hours passed and the sun sank lower as Kinjou lost himself in the cards, and in Makishima's voice.
makishima is using the tarot de marseille deck by nicolas conver, i only picked it cuz it was labeled for reuse on google,,, i laid out the cards at random so don't look for any Real meaning also makishima has alphonse mucha's pole star painting tattooed on his arm just because
FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, G
Makishima Yusuke & Kinjou Shingo, yowapeda
the Rahdue's Wheel
Makishima didn't look like most people would expect an oracle to. His hair was green and he dressed like he pressed a randomization button on his clothing every morning--nothing about him looked particularly mystical or magical. He lived in a modest house with a raised porch and a garden out front, and no one passing it would guess that it belonged to one of the most powerful seers in present times.
The old hinges on the screen door squealed as Kinjou opened it, announcing his presence so that he didn't have to. He closed it slowly behind him, taking care not to let it slam, and took off his shoes.
It was cool inside the house, a welcome relief from the day's heat and humidity. Makishima was waiting for him in the living room, the couch and coffee table already pushed aside to make room for the cards. He specialized in tarot, especially large, in-depth spreads that might tell clients more than they want to know about themselves. His readings were almost unnervingly accurate, and sometimes he saw things that no one wanted to know. Working with Makishima was not for the faint of heart.
Kinjou shuffled the deck and Makishima laid out the cards, all 78 of them, and gave Kinjou a calculating look.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
"Of course," said Kinjou.
Hours passed and the sun sank lower as Kinjou lost himself in the cards, and in Makishima's voice.
makishima is using the tarot de marseille deck by nicolas conver, i only picked it cuz it was labeled for reuse on google,,, i laid out the cards at random so don't look for any Real meaning
also makishima has alphonse mucha's pole star painting tattooed on his arm just because