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"See, this lines means that you're going to live for a really long time. And that's a good thing. You'll be around forever, annoying the hell out of Yunie. And this one says that you'll have ear hair so long that you'll have to braid it and wrap it around your head. But that's ok, since this line says you'll be bald by the time you're thirty. So you can use your ear hair to cover up your naked scalp. Hey, stop squirming! You want me to read your palm or not?"
Tidus sighed and obligingly uncurled his fingers. "This whole thins a load of bull," he grumbled down at Rikku. "A hundred gil says you're just making this up as you go along."
"Would I lie to you?" Rikku asked, managing to keep her face free of any hint of duplicity. Before Tidus could answer, she ducked her head down again and poked at one of Tidus' calluses and nodded seriously as she pondered the meaning of the hardened skin. "Just because you can't understand the dark and mysterious and awesome arts of the Al Bhed doesn't mean that they don't exist. Besides, you only gave me ten gil and a lame-o power sphere. If you wanted my super-duper-extreme fortune, you have to cough up at least another fifty gil and maybe even toss in that ability sphere you got yesterday. Don't you want to know the secrets that destiny have in store for you?"
"So far you've told me that I may or may not fall off a cliff, that I'm going to meet a tall, dark, and handsome stranger who may be Auron, and if it is, then he's not a stranger, that I'm going to have a long life of pissing off Yuna, and I'll have ear hair."
"And you'll be bald," Rikku reminded him helpfully.
"Wow, thanks ever so much," Tidus deadpanned. "How did I ever survive this long without your helpful insights?"
"Pure, dumb luck!" She said with a grin. "
Tidus sighed and obligingly uncurled his fingers. "This whole thins a load of bull," he grumbled down at Rikku. "A hundred gil says you're just making this up as you go along."
"Would I lie to you?" Rikku asked, managing to keep her face free of any hint of duplicity. Before Tidus could answer, she ducked her head down again and poked at one of Tidus' calluses and nodded seriously as she pondered the meaning of the hardened skin. "Just because you can't understand the dark and mysterious and awesome arts of the Al Bhed doesn't mean that they don't exist. Besides, you only gave me ten gil and a lame-o power sphere. If you wanted my super-duper-extreme fortune, you have to cough up at least another fifty gil and maybe even toss in that ability sphere you got yesterday. Don't you want to know the secrets that destiny have in store for you?"
"So far you've told me that I may or may not fall off a cliff, that I'm going to meet a tall, dark, and handsome stranger who may be Auron, and if it is, then he's not a stranger, that I'm going to have a long life of pissing off Yuna, and I'll have ear hair."
"And you'll be bald," Rikku reminded him helpfully.
"Wow, thanks ever so much," Tidus deadpanned. "How did I ever survive this long without your helpful insights?"
"Pure, dumb luck!" She said with a grin. "