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[fortunes_phase]

[OOC: Part of the Duet for Claws and Swords plot.]

Moon's in the bar this evening.

She is in her customary position, seated atop a table, her wolves beneath, and she is slowly building a tower out of her tarot cards.

The table, she thinks, is not as comfortable as Norman, nor as talkative, but it will do for now.

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[destroy_restart]

"You did look pretty in your tree," Tower said, leaning in to kiss his sister's cheek.

"But it's easier this way!"

[fortunes_phase]

She smiles at him, turning her face to kiss his.

"The wolf came and called the moon down. The moon could hardly deny the wolf's sad song."

[destroy_restart]

"That was a good job!" Tower says. "Your little wolf is doing you good."

[fortunes_phase]

Moon shakes her head, returning to her tower of cards.

"We do neither any good."

[destroy_restart]

"No," Tower says. "It is not our job. We wouldn't do them good in the long run if we let them off the hook now."

[fortunes_phase]

She's quiet for a minute.

"I want to help him. But he says some things sometimes that makes my chest tight. It's unpleasant."

[destroy_restart]

"Is it now, sister?" Tower says. "You are in the story now, so you feel the story, as well. This is how sentients feel every time!"

[fortunes_phase]

She meets his eyes, huffing.

"I don't like it. It's different and confusing and it clouds the path."

[destroy_restart]

"That's what it's like for them," Tower repeats.

He taps the top of her cards with the tip of his tubby forefinger.

"For us, they all make sense; for them, it's a dance in the fog and the mud."

[fortunes_phase]

She looks at him.

"We're not supposed to be like them."

[destroy_restart]

"Many of us are," Tower says. "Most sooner, some later. You found Ciaran and made him Ruin; he found Mary Anne an made her Queen of Swords. Now you get to taste a bit of the other side."

[fortunes_phase]

"They did not begin as we did."

She stares at Tower.

"They began as human. We began as dreams."

[destroy_restart]

"Humans may touch the sphere of dreams," Tower says, "dreams may know humanity!"

[fortunes_phase]

She presses her lips together.

"Justice should know humanity first, then. He woke first, he should know it first."

[destroy_restart]

"You know it's not always arranged neatly by numbers!" Tower scoffs, shaking his head.

[fortunes_phase]

Moon slowly begins to collect her cards.

Even as they slide into the deck, they shift, reorder, until each card follows the other as they should.

"Nothing is arranged neatly."