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[speakingtea]

*And in walks in Professor Trelawney, her usual spooky, misty self*

My dears, I feel that it is my obligation to inform you that a black aura hangs about the mansion.

Typist: And she's back!

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[theblondgypsy]

Black aura? Is it raining outside?

[speakingtea]

No, but it will tomorrow.

[ken_murata]

"Does it? It doesn't seem too bad to me..."

[speakingtea]

Maybe your inner eye hasn't quite reached the depth and power needed to sense such things.

[ken_murata]

"Maybe!" He says brightly. "It's not what it once was..."

[speakingtea]

Perhaps you should meditate to fix that.

[a_proper_black]

That a fact?

[speakingtea]

It is. Tea? *Offers a cup*

[a_proper_black]

...Are you going to mek me read the leaves?

[speakingtea]

Only if you want. It's always a good idea to see what the future has in store.

[i_want_a_broom]

--Er, Professor? Black aura?

[speakingtea]

Yes, my dear. I have forecasted doom for the entire mansion on multiple occasions.

Would you like some tea?

[i_want_a_broom]

*Blinks* Only if you don't make me read leaves, Professor. I'm not too interested in finding out which horrible way I'm going to die today.

[speakingtea]

You never know, Ms. Weasley. You might like what you see.

[notavampirerly]

... You've gotta be kiddin' me.

[speakingtea]

Not at all, dear. Tea?

[notavampirerly]

...I'm good, thanks. You don't have any coffee do you?

[speakingtea]

Very well, then. I suppose you could read coffee grounds.....