Dominic Chambers (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} knowhow) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
"Dennis," Dominic greeted, glad he'd bumped into someone he knew - though not exactly thrilled it was Dennis, specifically. Under normal circumstances, he'd have no problem with bumping into him, but this particular weekend, Dominic really felt like he just wanted to avoid everyone he knew had suffered losses in the Battle. He didn't know what to say or how to act - so he just did his best to pretend it was a normal day.
He glanced back at the tent and shrugged. "Apparently she's going to send me a formal reading on Tuesday, so she didn't say much." What she had said hadn't seemed particularly positive, though. A lot about dark shadows and small misfortunes escalating. "You going to give it a go?" There was a bit of a queue by now, a crowd attracted by the fact the woman was apparently a true seer.