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[abotticellilady]

Bianca isn't in Australia, or the House of Arch. Instead, she is walking by the lake in high-heeled boots and a coat. No pearls in her blonde hair, and her head is bowed in thought. Hands in her pockets, and she's not really paying attention.

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[underwater_owl]

Random approaches quickly, cards out.

"Bianca?"

He looks rather high strung, but seems to be doing alright. On the whole. Well enough to do something long overdue.

[abotticellilady]

She looks up with a warm smile.

"Random."

[underwater_owl]

He smiles back faintly, then holds up a card for her inspection.

"The Star. She is, primarily, a woman of faith, and a symbol of hope. When darkness reigns, one may follow her glow back to the true path. A good deal of meditative energy implied, but mostly the idea of a woman, you, who will help and lead others around her, guiding them with kindness and showing them the example of her faith."

The woman in the card is on her knees, opening a box, out of which darkness is flowing. Her eyes are fixed only on the star behind the flow.

"I regret the half-naked thing, but it needs to be kept at least a little like my deck for these sort of charms to work. Any consolation, you don't particularly have to show it to anyone. Or rather, I won't. You hold my card and when you need me, touch the surface, I'll be able to pick you up through yours."

[abotticellilady]

"Random, I was in entirely the wrong career if I minded people seeing me naked." Is all she says as she takes the card from him. And, softly, smiles. It's an oddly real smile. Not that her other ones were false, it was just...dimmer. Softer. Touched, in a way.

"Grazie."