Eleven.

[forgetting_rose]

Huh? What's this, then? Some kind of trick or something, all this icy...stuff? Didn't foretell that one; 'course, I'm not a very good fortune teller to begin with

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[likeaparfet]

[Tonks feels sorry for all these people who are stuck in these awful costumes. Not every can have leather and it's unfortunate.] You remind of me of this professor that used to teach at my school. She was completely batty.

So what's my fortune? [Tonks grins.]

((If Rose could just warn Tonks to stay away from the masterful Death, that'd be great. :D))

[forgetting_rose]

I feel completely batty. I think I can tell the future, but it's a bit jumbled.

You're going to go crazy. [nods, like this is absolutely certain] Maybe. Maybe not, then. You may end up a Mum with fifteen children.

[chipsandtea]

I haven't got a crystal ball, but I have a crystal bowl?

[forgetting_rose]

That might work! How do you use one, then?

[chipsandtea]

Dunno. I'm not really a fortune teller. You can always look into it and try to tell me my fortune or something. Figure out if I'm safe from the wolves and all that.

[forgetting_rose]

Wolves? I see a wolf, yeah. Not in the crystal bowl, mind you, but the kitchen sink's close enough, isn't it?

[ad_perditionem]

...and just when I thought I was out of the woods as far as living with psychics goes. Uh, Rose. You...

[scratches the back of his head]

Mind telling me what I'm supposed to be?

[forgetting_rose]

Not at all! You're.. [takes a long, hard look] ..well, I suppose some sort of Robin Hood figure, yeah? Saving the poor, kicking butt and all that.

Is that right?

[ad_perditionem]

[messes with the stupid sleeves again, frowning absently]

That is so not a job upgrade. That's just...what I've always done. [sighs] I guess that sounds about right, though. I mean, with the compulsory urges to right "the balance". Those've been a bitch.

They didn't even give me a sword or anything.

[forgetting_rose]

What's "the balance", then? 'Cause I keep getting these urges that I need to be peering into my crystal ball. Or, rather, steel sink, but that's beside the point.

You could find a sword?