surrealities (surrealities) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-05-13 09:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, pietro maximoff (quicksilver), wanda maximoff (scarlet witch) |
Who: Pietro Maximoff Django Frank and Wanda Maximoff
When: Early afternoon, Sunday May 13.
Where: Madame Tracy's Palmistry and Cards (in Orange).
What: Twin reunion!
Rating/Status: Possibly some swearing. In progress.
Madame Tracy's Palmistry and Cards sat inside a small, converted restaurant located right in the middle of a shopping strip. Madame Tracy told fortunes herself three days a week, Thursday through Saturday, and took special appointments on the other days as whim took her. She would not work Sundays, on account of singing in the choir at church, which left it to her staff to fill it. Wanda, who viewed all organized religion with the same clinical skepticism that she felt about psychics, always worked Sundays. She told fortunes under the professional alias Miss Ana, a name that sounded more 'glamorous' and 'European' than her real name, which Wanda had always felt made her sound like a fifty-year-old hairdresser. Perfect if you were a middle-aged woman with a heavily teased bouffant, less so if you were in your early twenties and trying to project an aura of mysticism. In an attempt to subtly appeal to stereotypes, she also always wore dresses. Hey. People expected the whole experience. Who would ever believe a psychic in jeans? Besides. Maxi dresses sometimes had pockets for things like pepper spray. Madame Tracy's was not in the best part of town. It was going to be a busy day. It had been hop-hop-hop since the doors had opened at 10:00 to three walk-ins, and it had been going ever since. By 2:00, there still hadn't been any down-time for a coffee break, and Wanda was really looking forward to taking lunch. One more. One more reading and she'd declare herself on break. Probably. Unless the appointment after that looked like a big tipper. The door to the psychic's office opened and a middle-aged woman stepped out, followed closely by her 'reader.' "Evelyn?" Wanda called to the girl who worked the register and the reception desk. "Who's next?" "Mr. Frank?" Evelyn addressed the next customer. "Miss Ana's ready for you now." |