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[swanseer.livejournal.com]

['Sup Plane! There is now a faintly terrified looking Juni coiled in the corner of your bar with a tarot card clutched in her hand; she jumps at most sounds and although she quickly calms down from most of them she still has a general expression of light terror on her face at all times- today has not been a good day; it has been a day with a lot of fighting and thus she has found herself bolting away at light speed a awful lot.

So, yes- her choice of calm place is not the best, nor is the fact that she's decided to carry a bottle of wine with her and... Has actually created a tiny ring of fire around her; in the middle of which she's all coiled up and faintly scared looking.

...Yeah; she's good at finding ways to avoid attention- since obviously using magic while coiled up in one of the most popular areas is TOTALLY sensible; she almost deserves a great big poke for all of that; perhaps with a giant stick.

Considering that she's grumbling softly at herself that might be more appropriate than ever.]

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[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[Argentine stands outside the fire, reaching out for it, simply curious.

Something about Argentine's air inspires a calming, trusting atmosphere.]

You seem startled, ma'am.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[She just about manages not to jump; instead managing a smile that is slightly shaky around the edges] ...It's been a bit of a violent day; far too much fighting.

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[Argentine reminds impassive, tilting his head.]

Are you a warrior? You seem too fair for such fighting.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[She flinches slightly at the thought of fighting but again calms quickly]

I'm a... I'm a warrior of a sort; I fight to survive- I always have to fight [Another shudder] It's hardly pleasant; but I have to.

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

I am sorry to hear that. Your bravery in the face of such unpleasantness is, however, admirable. I hope you are able to rest here?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

...S-sometime; yeah- it can be peaceful here occasionally. I suppose it's the stars.

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

Many artists have chosen the night sky as a backdrop for paintings because of the emotions it can invoke. Though, conversely, it can be difficult to work with, so many more reject the stars. But that just adds to their mystery.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

I've... always quite liked the stars; they seem so high up- and they aren't demons here so I can like them without risk of death.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[Drusilla doesn't get too close to the fire. She's strong and swift, even for a vampire, but fire can still damage her if she isn't careful.]

Did the cards tell you to do this?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Juni glances up through the flames; making her look even more like a trapped animal]

...It's just paper; isn't it?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Paper with writing on it. Writing tells stories.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

It's still just writing- just ink upon a page; it can't change anything.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

But who wrote it?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Ever so quiet:] I don't know; I just don't know.

...Is that important?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Words trap souls to paper. You need to know if they're playing tricks with you.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Who? Who would be playing tricks with me?

[She crawls forward slightly stopping just before the flame] ...Please stop them.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

The universe plays tricks with all of us.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

It's played enough with me; I want out.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Don't run. Don't burn your fingers. Fight it, my sweet. Fight it.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Haven't I fought enough? Every single day of my life...

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

I thought you were a warrior?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

I hardly got a choice in the matter [Pause] I never really wanted to fight; but now I can't escape it.