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Sybil woke up screaming. This was not a strange occurrence, happening almost nightly. Yet the fear never faded. As her sleep-addled brain began to recognize where she was, the screams tapered off to nothingness. Gasping for breath, she took note of those things around her that had not been seen in her prison.

Firstly, sunlight. The sun was welcomed in her home - huge windows covered two walls in her bedroom, both curtainless and shadeless. Sunlight showed her that she was not in the huge, dark library where she had once spent her durance. Next came the sounds. Pachebel filtered through the speakers of the stereo in her room. There had been nothing to hear in her past but her Keeper Vellum's wet, ragged breathing. Smell. She closed her eyes and allowed the jasmine incense to flow through her body, soothing her as she pushed memories of stale air and musty books from her mind. Her bedding was soft and luxurious, not torn paper on a hard cage floor. She nodded to herself and glanced at the clock. 2:30 in the afternoon. Sighing, she rose slowly, stretching her body as far as she could and inhaling deeply. She had to stop spending so much time with the vampires. She was wasting the day.

Speaking of vampires. She must remember to tell Prince Gerspacher of her vision. The cards spoke only possibilities, but still - better safe than sorry. She made her way through her apartment and turned on the coffee maker. After bathing, she stood in front of the mirror and flinched. Her third eye was weeping furiously, the blood-red tears falling down her forehead and dripping down her cheeks onto the vanity below. As she sopped the tears up with a tissue, she reached under her bathroom sink and pulled out a red bandanna. The hedgespun material felt soft and sensuous against her fingers as she let it slip to the counter. Brushing her hair out and pulling it back into a loose ponytail, she hummed along to the orchestral music flowing from her open bedroom door. After pulling the red bandanna over her head (and strategically adjusting it to cover her "lucky" eye), she went to the kitchen to enjoy a pleasant breakfast of scrambled eggs, toast, and coffee.

Jinx sat at the front door, waiting patiently to be let outside. "Well, it's about time you woke up," the small black cat purred.

Sybil would have rolled her eyes, but Jinx would have missed the irony. "Yes, I know," she said. "It's those damn vampires."

Jinx twined himself between her legs as Sybil worked the three deadbolts (each with a different key) on the front door. "You should be more concerned with your own kind than those blood-sucking fiends," he rumbled, slipping out of the now-open door before the changeling could retort.

Sybil satisfied herself with a good raspberry blown in the direction of the black figure slipping around the corner of the apartment building. "I might be back late tonight," Sybil called, "so I'll leave the window open." She sighed. Hedgebeasts. Couldn't live with one, and couldn't live without the information one provided, either.

Glancing at the clock again, she was surprised to see that it was nearly 5:00. The sun would be setting soon. Checking to make sure that all of the windows (save the one she left cracked just enough for Jinx to make it back inside) were locked, she dressed, loaded her cards (cringing at the muffled heartbeat she felt through their carrying case) into the black backpack she carried all of her important belongings in, and left the apartment, hoping to reach the Prince's haven before he awoke. She always felt as if someone was watching her when she arrived after dark, and despite the fact that whoever was watching her was obviously more interested in the Prince's habits than her own, it still made her extremely uncomfortable.

[Tony Gerspacher]

Peering through the smoked window of his study, Tony watched as dusk turned to night. He slowly made his way to his mirror, picking up the smooth white mask laying on the top. With great dignity, he placed it over his face and securely fastened it. He wandered over to his bookshelf, plucking a hefty tome from its shelves and sitting in the large, leather wingback chair behind his desk. The Prince of a city must have accommodations fitting of his role.

Tony's haven lay on the top floor of a sky rise in the heart of downtown. He was blessed with many amenities, thanks to having a strong hold on the local business and government of his fair town. Tony worked hard to care for those beneath him on the vampiric totem pole, but what he wanted above all was to rise above his curse and become something epic. Despite being a just and powerful ruler, his Haven was a tad unorthodox for a Prince. His bedroom, the largest in his penthouse, was lined with music memorabilia. Early into his requiem he had found that the most soothing of things was music, regardless of its nature.

Tony closed his eyes and took a few moments to calm his inner beast. He had not fed tonight, nor would he need to unless something terrible occurred. His agenda was full for the evening. Tonight he had an important meeting with the Nosferatu Primogen. He always enjoyed working with other members of his kind, and tonight they had many dangerous things to discuss.

As of late, the city had seen a rise of supernatural essence. All of the beings who called the city their home could practically taste it. The Nosferatu, notorious for knowing all and seeing all, were quite concerned that they were unable to pinpoint from where this influx was coming. Tony assured the other kindred of the city that all would be revealed in due time, and to keep himself in the know, Tony continued to do his duty to his city - checking his emails, reading the paper, and doing some writing for a few ideas he'd been having.

But tonight was different. Something was in the air and he felt unable to focus on anything. "God dammit," he muttered, "Sometimes it really doesn't feel worth it to be sitting here."

He looked down at his desk and slowly ran a few fingers on his hand written Book of the Dragon, smiling.

"Oh, yes. This always makes it worth the effort."

With those words he stood, preparing for his building to be entered, alerting security to those who would be visiting and telling his secretary to verify everyone before allowing them access. Tony hoped his short temper wouldn't show tonight. He had, after all, been up for 3 weeks straight. He tested his abilities more often than he probably should, but he needed to know that he was indeed becoming more than a simple kindred. After having a quick nightly briefing with his Sheriff, Tony sat back and waited, jotting down notes on how to possibly deal with the sudden flow of the supernatural into his territory.

[Raikou]

Raikou sat on the roof of a very large house. It wasn't a mansion, but could still hold all of the members of the pack. She never slept in there wanting to have little to no contact with them. Right now she was standing watch as she always did. It was her job to fight and protect, doing her job very well. Not needing the help of the others she usually stood watch alone. Even if she did fall asleep it would be a very light dose, which she could be woken up from by the softest of sounds.

As the sun went down she watched it and saw that many of the humans that were walking the streets went inside. The night was quit and it seemed nothing was going to happen tonight. She could hear the sounds of her pack moving from their rooms and left the house. She watched them as they talked to each other getting into their vehicles and drove off. No one looked up at her, no one waves good bye, and no one cared. That was fine with her, it was better this way. It was the price she was willing to pay to keep them safe. They never had to worry about their safety because she was always there. Also not many packs lived very close to them so it was pretty easy to maintain their territory. She worked alone being the strongest Rahu. There were others who stayed with the pack at all times, but she stayed with the house. Also she would do dangerous missions for the alpha if he called her to do so.

Raikou sighed as she stood up and jumped off the roof walking around the house. She had to go check the borders again to make sure no one was near them. She was also checking the markers to make sure they were in place and visible. Also always her weapons where in reach at all times. Her sword was strapped with her back and her pistols were in a holster strapped around her thighs. After seeing that everything was has it should be she started back to the house, but a eerie laugh stopped her. She sighed knowing that it was a ghost, the same ghost that never left her alone.

"Raikou its so nice to see you again. Alone as usual I see." The ghost or spirit was an old woman who was always talking to Raikou because it seemed like no one else did. She on the other hand wished the troublesome spirit would just go to rest.

"Anna." She relayed in a bored tone. The only reason she relayed at all was because Anna would start screaming until she did say something. Tonight she didn't feel like getting a headache. She never knew the real reason Anna wants to stick around her because she seemed like a very happy spirit so she should have moved on by now.

Anna sighed as she put her hands on her hips. "Still with the one word answers! You know one of these days I will get you to say a whole sentence." She declared with determination in her eyes. For a ghost she was very lively and showed emotion so easily, which is what she was trying to teach Raikou. "Hold on don't walk away when I'm talking to you!" Anna yelled, following her as they moved back towards the house.

[Billie_blujean]

Sybil jogged up the steps of Prince Gerspacher's haven, hardly out of breath. She had walked the distance enough in the past year since her return to the human world that the five mile hike didn't necessarily affect her the way it used to. She walked in the front door, glancing at the kindred that stood guard during the night hours. Unfortunately, she had stopped for a quick dinner on the way to the Prince's home, and so the sun had set during her journey. The guards did as they always did - opened their "sight" to allow them to see that her aura was, indeed, that of a changeling and not a vampire masquerading as the helpful oracle. As if anyone would be stupid enough to disguise themselves as a woman with two pitch black eyes and a gigantic third on her forehead. The guards paused while they read her emotions and then nodded, stepping aside.

Sybil nodded her thanks, and with a quick, "Good evening," she made her way into Prince Gerspacher's private chambers. "Sire," she began, "I apologize for bursting in so inappropriately, but I simply must tell you of the vision I had early this morning." Without waiting for his response, Sybil pulled her Tarot deck out, ignoring the pulse through the cards, and began laying out the same reading she had received that morning. "Sire, I honestly need your full attention for this," she said, somewhat impatiently, looking at where Tony was reading through papers.

[Tony Gerspacher]

Tony had been deeply focused on the notes he had been writing. Too focused, it seemed, as Sybil's voice finally shocked him to his senses. The young woman's cards had already been spread out on the floor in the usual pattern. Shaking his head, Tony stood up and walked around his desk to meet Miss Fortune. He gently helped the already-loose bandanna fall around her neck and smiled. Sybil's third eye was always a marvel to him and a great point of interest and study. Tony knelt beside her, smiling. "Good evening, Miss Sybil," he offered. "I see that you have once again brought me a vision."

Staring into her pitch-black eyes, Tony felt a tug from his beast, but suppressed it quickly. "Tell me, my little oracle, what do you see in the cards?"

[Billie_blujean]

Sybil shook her head, the bandanna that had started on her forehead now hanging around her neck from her hurried dash up the stairs. "It's odd, sire. There is no fortune here. It's only people. The cards are very certain that these are people who will... somehow play an important role in the future of our home."

She pointed to the first card. "The Knight of Swords, reversed. A disturbing man, possibly violent and dangerous." She moved to the next card. "And here - The queen of wands. A... teacher, of some sort. Perhaps a mentor? And here," at this point her finger moved to the last card of the group. "The high priestess - a cold, calm, unemotional woman." She sighed. "I believe that this card," she pointed at the Heirophant, "may represent you, sire. And, as always, here I am - the Page of Cups. But here is the Queen of Cups. A beautiful woman who needs security. And we are all tied together with Strength, reversed, to mean that our current strength may fail us at an inopportune time, and..." Sybil gulped. "Death overlayed by the Devil." She shivered. The Keeper on her Death card seemed to be smiling maliciously at her. "While neither is necessarily bad on its own, together, they seem to hint that there's a nasty surprise waiting for us. And..." she pointed to the card resting on the bottom of the deck. "The Tower seems to confirm my fears."

She glanced at Tony. "I don't know what else this could mean, except that we should keep our eyes out for these people. Perhaps they will be important to the future. But the cards are quite vague about who these people could be, or whether they will help us or hinder us." She shook her head, pulling the bandanna back up over her eye, which was once again weeping blood-red tears.

[Raikou]

Raikou was really getting annoyed, Anna never stayed around her this long. "And I saw the most ugly thing the other day..." She just wouldn't stop talking. She was never the one to lose her cool, but the ghost was making it very hard to not scream.

After going back to the house she jumped back on the roof. It was the place you could always fine her if you needed something. Anna was there as well still going on and on about her day. Sometimes she would leave when Raikou completely stopped listening to her, but most of the time she just liked getting under the wolf's skin. Knowing someones weakness was one thing that she did very well. Anna never talked to the other members of the pack saying that they were boring and lacked class. After spending some time with her Raikou was able to find out, not by choose that Anna was from the late 80s. She wasn't one to ask people about their problems so she never found out why the woman hasn't moved on.

The house was empty so she laid back taking this time to relax. Her senses were still on red alert, but she let her body rest knowing that even she needed to relax a bit. Finally Anna stopped talking and looked around the area going off some where, leaving Raikou alone again. She was use to it so it didn't bother her like it would someone who liked company. This night seemed to be quit, but that could be a very bad thing.

[Tony Gerspacher]

Tony had taken her words in with seriousness. It was not too often that one of Sybil's predictions didn't in at least some way or another come true. Looking up from the cards, Tony noticed the bloody tears. Licking his lips, he forced himself to turn away. Sybil would, of course, open herself to him should the need require, but her blood did something dangerous to him, and so he took very little, and only as needed for her to pay her tribute. Tony had not known Sybil for much longer than a year, but he was quite fond of the little changeling. Not only was she quite loyal, but she had also opened Tony's eyes to the world of Glamour. Very few members of the Ordo Dracul had ever seen (or, even) Glamour. To a Dragon, anything that could be used to notice change was a valuable asset.

"Sybil, you've brought me a quite potent and ominous fortune," Tony said with a smirk. "As always, I personally look forward to anything that might liven the night so to speak." When Sybil did not respond to his attempt at levity, he paused, taking a few steps to his desk and pulling a note from a folder before turning back to Sybil.

"My dear, I truly will be taking your prediction into consideration. Please do not think poorly of me for not showing a larger amount of concern. I do care, Sybil. True, this city has seen better days, but right now things are going well." The Prince walked to Sybil's side, slowly folding the note and giving it a quick blood seal. Tony had made arrangements with the Gangrel Primogen prior in the week for a meeting.

"Miss Sybil, I have a task for you. It is simple enough - delivery of an important letter to the Gangrel Primogen." Tony said handed her the letter, along with directions to the Primogen's haven. "He is a good man once you get past his lackeys. You should have no trouble finding him. He lives in the suburb near the large state park. If you wish, I can assign any number of guards or helpers that you deem necessary." He hoped she would accept his offer - she was too important, both to Tony the Prince and Tony the vampire, for her to risk herself unnecessarily. And while it was a terrible thing to do, he wanted very badly to have her in his debt, should the need ever arise.

[Bedlam]

The last few rays of sunshine started to disappear behind the tall buildings of the city as the woman first entered the city. Her dark brown eyes were wide with wonder, her curiosity about her new environment obvious within them. This was her first time inside such a large city and just the size of the buildings put her in awe. Her main focus may have been on the outstanding architecture but she also couldn't help but notice how many mortals inhabited this place. She could sense their filth tainting everything that was around her. After a few moments of consideration, she started to actively do her best to go around the humans.

She was currently dressed in a black jacket and jeans, a green shirt and some fingerless gloves, all obviously worn and having a few rips and holes here and there. Her long brown hair was slightly wavy, looking wild and untamed yet somehow suiting her. Though she was dressed like any other homeless person, she was able to catch the attention of quite of few mortals. Her beauty could not be hidden under all the grime, not even if she tried. She loved the way she was looked at but at the same time, she hated it. A walking curse she was, hating the mortals for what they did to her kind but at the same time, wishing she could be among them.

As the night grew darker, the humans slowly started to disappear from the streets, returning to the safety of their own homes. After a few hours of walking around and exploring the city, the woman entered the downtown area. Her eyes almost immediately glanced up toward one of the largest in the area. How was it possible to create such a huge structure? Her attention lingered on the skyrise, her mouth slightly ajar, the expression on her face one of almost complete bewilderment.

[ OOC - How she currently looks like and is dressed, minus the wounds on her face. http://www.summer-glau.net/gallery/albu ... s2_004.jpg ]

[hoorayformostthings]

Oriana was studying so intensely this particular evening that she didn't even notice that the sun was setting until she could no longer read the text in her hand. She lay the text down on the table and looked out the window with an annoyed sigh. There were things that she'd meant to do that day, and now that the sun was down, she would be unable to leave the study until the morning. Looking back up at the small pile of books and manuscripts laid out in front of her, she waved her hand absently in the direction of the wall and the lights in the chamber flared to life. She had a lot of reading to do, and there was no point in wasting the night.

Oriana continued to read, immersed in the study of the Prometheans, the subject of the night. The idea of mortals creating other sentient beings was immensely fascinating to her, although she felt sorry for the doomed species, forced to exist like a mortal without ever being allowed to exist with them. Her studies were soon distracted, however, by movement outside her window, and she rose and crossed the room to see a pack of vampires walking past her building. She sighed, frustrated by their presence, and reached out towards the door of the room, bolting and reinforcing it mentally in case tonight's events turned chaotic, as they sometimes did. Satisfied with her work, she shut her curtains and returned to her books, determined to study the rest of the night without further distraction.

[Billie_blujean]

Sybil had turned down Prince Gerspacher's offer for guards or helpers. She was better off on her own - well, she was better off with just Jinx. As she walked through the darkened streets, Jinx kept about 100 yards ahead, dashing back to alert her whenever someone approached. She followed the directions as best she could, but still managed to find herself in a dead-end.

"Dammit, Jinx," she murmured. "I'm so lost it's not even funny."

Jinx chuckled. "One of the Lost has Lost her way," he began singing.

"Stop it, Jinx. It's not funny." Sybil glanced around. "Do you mind looking for the Primogen's Haven and then coming back to get me?"

"Yes, Miss Fortune. I will do that for you," Jinx sighed. "Stay here, though. I'm not going to track you down."

"And you stay in the shadows, Jinx. I don't want anything to happen to you. And you know this is unfamiliar territory."

Jinx rolled his eyes (because he knew Sybil would not miss the irony), and ran off into the darkness. And Sybil settled down to wait in the dimly lit alley.

[Raikou]

Raikou could smell alot of new people entering the city. They were humans for the most part, but they're not her concern. If it was a wolf that entered the city she would have to stop it. It was a good thing that their house was more on the outside of the city.

She sat up smelling someone close, she never met this person, but there's alot of people that she has met before by choose. It would seem that this person was lost because they were hiding in an alley. Hiding in the dark like that wasn't a very good idea if an uncivilized creature happened to walk by there.

"Aren't you going to help her?" Great now Anna was back from her little walk or where ever she disappears to. She was always the one who tried to talk her into doing something that wouldn't help her or the pack. Being a ghost left her connected to the lives of others, but she still liked helping people.

"No."Was her one word respones, helping someone she didn't even know was bond to get her tangled in some mess that she didn't want part of. Also some more friendly person would help her out soon enough.

"Why not? And you can't give me a one word explanation for this." Anna was looking over at the spot where it seems the girl was. She always wants to help kids for some reason.

Raikou almost smiled, just watch her make up a one word explanation. "Rules." She said not being able to leave the house without another to stand watch. All the others were eather sleep or out somewhere.

Anna threw up her hands in frustration. "Fine if you don't want to help her I will!" So she disappeared going to help the girl in the alley. Raikou rolled her eyes, like the girl could see a ghost in the first place. Well Anna never really thought things thought before doing them.

[Billie_blujean]

Sybil glanced up at the shadows. Someone was here, she could feel it. She frowned, trying to focus her eyes in the darkness. She wasn't stupid, and she wasn't without protection, but still... something was there, and she didn't much like it.

"Well, hello there!" A voice called out from the darkness.

Sybil jumped up, focusing on her senses. Paranoia ran deep in the heart of all changelings, and Miss Fortune was no different than the rest. "Who are you?" Sybil asked, standing bravely and fumbling for the hand-forged iron post she kept in her backpack. It was an awkward position she put herself in, but she would not be taken away again.

"No need for weaponry, dear. I'm just a simple old woman out for a walk," the voice replied as a woman walked in to view.

Sybil still did not loosen her grip on the post now resting ready in her right hand. "That's good to know," Sybil replied as she swung her bag back on her shoulder.

"Well now, what is one like you doing out here all alone? And -" The woman cut herself off as she got close enough to truly see Sybil's features. "Oh, my, what are you?"

Sybil blinked. Humans didn't see her the way supernatural beings did. They saw a skinny girl with a crazy tattoo on her forehead. "Perhaps you should answer the same question," she replied, snarling.

The old woman glanced behind Sybil, pursed her lips and disappeared almost instantly, shocking the hell out of the changeling. "Oh, holy cow," she whimpered as the post fell from her fingers and struck her foot. A noise behind her startled her back into what passed for reality nowadays.

"Miss Fortune, come on. We're just a block off," Jinx purred, stalking out of the shadows. "What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost!"

Sybil simply shook her head, glanced back toward where the woman had disappeared, and sighed. "Lead the way, Jinx."

After arguing with vampires for a good 20 minutes about why the Prince of the city would send a mere woman with an important message to the Primogen (and after giving them a good shock by pulling off her bandanna), Sybil finally managed to personally deliver the message and began her walk home. She hadn't seen Jinx for the last block or so, but she wasn't necessarily too worried. After all, Jinx had his own needs - maybe he'd met a pretty lady cat or gone after a nice, plump rat. She sighed heavily and strolled down the street, keeping her eyes (all three of them now) open for trouble.

[Raikou]

Raikou sighed when Anna returned and she just had to tell her all about the weird girl she saw. She rolled her eyes at the spirit knowing that she wouldn't shut up now. This was going to be a long night, also most of the pack was still out partying some where. Some may even be getting into some trouble with other supernatural beings. It wasn't her problem because the elders of the pack would have to handle any damage that they caused.

"Oh and I think she was a fortune teller maybe she can tell you, something about your future. Also I should have asked her when I'll be able to get you to say more then one word." The ghost said jumping up and down with excitement. "Come on there's enough of your pack here to keep everyone safe, it wouldn't hurt. I'll do all the talking I promise."

Raikou sighed the ghost was annoying, but maybe this would shut her up. Or it could back fire in her face and make Anna talk even more, which would be a very back thing. "Fine." She got up and jumped off the roof waiting for Anna to float over to her. The cold air of the night blow softly around Raikou as they started their way to follow after the small Oracle.

"Maybe she'll see us coming." The now hyper happy ghost said and after a few more minutes of walking they came across a cat. The cat was sitting right in their path looking like he was waiting for them.

Jinx smiled a cat smile and looked up at the two women. "If you two ladies would follow me." He said as he started to lead the way to Sybil. If they were with him then they would have a better change at getting her to give them a reading. Sybil doesn't just give reading to anyone so this so give them some help. Also he could feel something very interesting about them.

Raikou never was one to really like cats, but this one wasn't as annoying so she followed with no complaint. Anna on the other hand was talking to the poor cat asking him about his owner and how he appeared out of the shadows. Sometimes Raikou just wanted to tap her mouth close, but she was a ghost so that plan wouldn't work.

Soon they reached a building that was Sybil's home. "Wait here." Jinx said as he jumped up to a window and got in as Raikou waited outside. Anna also let herself in saying something about ghosts can walk right in without being rude.

[Billie_blujean]

Jinx climbed up on Sybil's lap as she read a new novel. "Miss Fortune? There's a lovely pair of ladies waiting outside for you."

Sybil frowned. "What are you talking about?" she asked. Glancing at the clock, she saw that there was plenty of darkness left for them to be vampires. "If that bitch Mina is here again," she began, pushing Jinx gently off onto the couch and standing up to make her way to look out the window.

"Oh, no. No vampires this time. Just a ghost and another girl. Maybe one of the ones in your reading? They were following you, you know. I kept them busy and gave you a bit of time to settle in by bringing them home the long way. Don't worry about them, though. You could take them if you had to. Besides, I don't think they're here to hurt you." Jinx's chest puffed out as if he had done something to be proud of.

"Yes, well, thank you, Jinx," Sybil murmured. She stood up and walked quietly to the front door, unlocking her dead bolts one at a time. Then she opened the door a crack, seeing a woman outside. "Can I help you?" she asked.

[Raikou]

Raikou looked over at the door as Anna appeared in Sybil's face. "Sorry to just appear like this without calling first, but I wanted to ask if you could give her a reading?" She said getting right to the point as she pointed at Raikou. "Also she doesn't talk that much, believe me I've tried." She said after the wolf remained quit not every saying hello or anything. The thought of just leaving has crossed her mind a few times in the few seconds they've been standing there. The only thing that was keeping her there was Anna's big mouth. She really didn't want the yelling that all ghost can do. Its very annoying an getting under her skin.

Raikou looked at Sybil seeing that she was wearying around Anna, but she was harmless, for the most part. The only bad thing she could do to you was keep talking, it really was her best weapon. Anna glared at her and she sighed. "Hello." Came her answer so the ghost would stay happy.

"Oh and I'm sorry if I scared you earlier, I was just trying to help really." Anna started explaining herself about how she told Raikou to help her, but in the end it was her the really helped because Raikou was being lazy.

[Billie_blujean]

Sybil nodded, uncomfortable. "Well, just understand that I don't necessarily do readings for free," she said, trying to smile as Jinx clawed the back of her legs, angry that she was being a poor hostess.

"Uh, well," she began, shooting Jinx a nasty glance, "Come in, and I suppose we can start working out the details of the reading and my price?" She stepped back, leaving the door open. "Can I get you something to eat or drink?" Sybil made her way into the kitchen, pulling open the fridge and searching for something to offer. "I have... beer, milk, water, and... apple juice," she finished, sticking her head over the top of the fridge. "By the way, you can call me Miss Fortune."

[Raikou]

Anna was floating around the room as Raikou walked in, she knew that the reading wouldn't be free. Also it would have been weird if there was no price. She closed the door not being one to leave one open, ever. She shook her head not needing anything to eat right now and Anna couldn't eat so they should just move to the information on the reading.

"No."Raikou said asking her question about if you wanted anything. She really didn't know where to sit so she just stood up until given instruction to do other wise.

"She means, no thank you. Like I said one word is all she says." Anna glared at her for being rude as Raikou just looked around the room still standing in one spot by the door.

[Billie_blujean]

Sybil grabbed a bottle of water and walked back into the living room, glancing across the room to make sure that the door was shut. She sat on the armchair beside the coffee table and gestured to the couch. "Please, have a seat," she said. "I'd like to discuss what this reading will be about before I discuss price or pull out the cards," she continued, reaching under the table and pulling out a thin black case and resting it on the table. Opening the bottle, she took a sip of water and leaned back, gesturing for the woman to begin speaking.

[Raikou]

Raikou sat down on the conch where Sybil pointed to for her to sit. "Just the basic reading." Raikou said, her voice was cold and unfeeling as she spoke saying as little words as she could. Her face was as cold as her voice having a blank look on it. That little sentence was all it took to break her one word record. Well she could always start over. She didn't need anything fancy so just the common reading would do. Anna was being quit for once as she just watched. It looked like the ghost had calmed down which was good for her. She watched Sybil as she pulled out the case and could feel something special about it. It wasn't hard to tell that the small girl wasn't very comfortable or happy with her being in her home so she wished to get out of there as soon as possible.