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future , someone you never expected . . . hell , maybe even yourself . the lovers hold a different meaning for everyone , only you know the answer to that , but they usually mean an important choice is comingโwill you make it with your head or your heart ?โ
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๐๐๐ ๐ก : Three of Swords
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก : King of Wands
๐๐ข๐ก๐ข๐๐ : The Lovers
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he leans forward a bit , and tilts his head to the side .
โ itโs not all bad , though !โ the storminess seems to clear from the corvidโs face , breaking into a beaming smile .
โ youโll have to decide whether youโre willing to love again . now , in the
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his voice is unfiltered . he pointedly ignores the question , and replies instead ;
โ well , what about ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ , then ? any particular reason you smell like the bottom of a bar mat ?โ
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the glare in the otherโs gaze does absolutely nothing to wipe the smile from Rhydianโs face , shiny as the sunโa startling contrast against dark , mischievous irises .
โ i beg your pardon .แฃ.แโ the corvid squawks in mock offense , though the laughter in
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. . . Slowly turning his head then, gaze dragging up the stranger's body to come to rest on his face in a full, irritated glare. Staring almost in ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ง through the agitation.
It might've been more effective if the sun wasn't sapping the usual energy he could put -
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holding a cigarette up to the flame , then placing it between his lips , exhaling a smoky plume through his nose before passing it over .
โ so , whatโs the occasion ?โ
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โ am i ?โ Rhydian pushes himself off the lamppost , one or two wingbeats carrying him down to the ground until heโs standing beside the other , hands shoved into his pockets .
he glances down at himself , at his in-between state .
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โ Youโre not a bird, and being familiar
is a job title, not a species. Youโre a
demon residing in the physical realm,
feigning ignorance of your true nature.
Thatโs what Iโm curious about. โ
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โ i mean , yeah .โ the imp replies with an unbothered shrug of his shoulders . he hears what sounds like a growl , yet pays it no mindโflashing a grin at the other instead .
โ a bit early for you , isnโt it ? ๐ฐ๐ฉ๐ฉ , or are you a baby vampire ? hate
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There's a low, warning growl that builds as the other comes closer, already on edge at the unfamiliarity of his . . . ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. His appearance, his scent. Levi doesn't know what to make of it.
Though, he ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด settle slightly at the shade.
"๐๐ฐ ๐, now?"
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familiar . disguising myself is what i do .โ
the corvidโs lips twist into something bittersweetโ๐จ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ง .
โ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด . i ๐ธ๐ข๐ด a familiar . iโll never be human , but most mortals are too self absorbed to pay a raven any mind . . .
why the sudden curiosity ?โ
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he stops swinging his feet for a moment , the grin slipping from his face as a more thoughtful expression takes its place .
โ well , i canโt speak for the others ,โ Rhydian eventually shrugs in reply , โ as for me , isnโt that the whole point ? iโm a
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