[ Is it praise or hunger that puts the lovely lilt in his voice? Like Sebastian, he thinks of this as a game, a fun one with interesting stakes -- and win or lose, he feels he will learn something new from it. That he might give 'something' away is acceptable to him, provided he learns 'something' in exchange. For a moment, he touches the borders of the cards that have been revealed so far. So, they have names and meanings ascribed to them; truly, they are tools to divine with. He wonders if Isis would like them, and concludes that the god of magic and miracles might have as much fun with them as Ma'at and Thoth would. ]
-- I want to learn. [ Said, without a tremor in his voice at all.
He flips his third card, and I shit you not, it is XV (15), The Devil. Reversed.
Immediately, he bursts into laughter. Raucous and raw, his delight is palpable as he rests the card alongside the two he's already drawn. There is no need to concern himself with the idea that he may win or lose, even back at a deficit, there are more cards to be drawn. The game goes on. He's more interested in how Sebastian will read this spread for him, what meaning a demon will glean from them, using the methods created by the human mind.
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You're so knowledgeable, Sebastian.
[ Is it praise or hunger that puts the lovely lilt in his voice? Like Sebastian, he thinks of this as a game, a fun one with interesting stakes -- and win or lose, he feels he will learn something new from it. That he might give 'something' away is acceptable to him, provided he learns 'something' in exchange. For a moment, he touches the borders of the cards that have been revealed so far. So, they have names and meanings ascribed to them; truly, they are tools to divine with. He wonders if Isis would like them, and concludes that the god of magic and miracles might have as much fun with them as Ma'at and Thoth would. ]
-- I want to learn. [ Said, without a tremor in his voice at all.
He flips his third card, and I shit you not, it is XV (15), The Devil. Reversed.
Immediately, he bursts into laughter. Raucous and raw, his delight is palpable as he rests the card alongside the two he's already drawn. There is no need to concern himself with the idea that he may win or lose, even back at a deficit, there are more cards to be drawn. The game goes on. He's more interested in how Sebastian will read this spread for him, what meaning a demon will glean from them, using the methods created by the human mind.
( -11. ) ]