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The Booth is Open

THE HERMIT & THE CHARIOT

“So,” Delilah sucked in her lower lip, “you’re not a vampire?”

Adelaide grinned. “Not fully, no.” She flipped the pen in her hand between her fingers. “I’m like a coin, you could say.” She spun the pen and tucked it behind her ear. “I’m two sides, yet I am me.”

Anger, seething rage, and a dagger stare stirred Lisa from the white paged world in her lap. She looked up at the tent’s entrance, eyebrow raised.

Johnny Jhonny stood in the doorway. His head bowed as his hands pushed the tent’s flaps apart. The dragon costume he wore was even more torn, with a slice along the stomach and red fake blood coating his chest. His shoulders raised and lowered, dramatic and heavy. The smell of burnt plastic wafted the air.

Lisa sat in silence as she quietly marked her page and closed her book. She placed it behind her back as she moved her elbows to the table, clasped her hands, and leaned on them with her chin. “So,” she said at last, “how’d it go?”

His head immediately snapped up, possibly causing some whiplash. Lisa’s eyebrows rose in slight surprise. His left eye was purple and slightly swollen. “How’d it go?” He echoed, gravely. He wobbled forward and clasped her chair to steady himself. His left cheek showed an imprint of a hand with fake blood sticking to the mouth of his hood.

“Quite the shiner you got there.” Lisa said as Johnny stumbled into the seat.“No thanks ta you.” He snapped.

She shrugged. “I’m not a fighter like the two of you are. You didn’t have to listen to my words.”

“Why’d ya have ta say ‘em in the first place?” He yelled, eyes glowing dangerous orange. Her crystal ball shifted to match his eyes.

Lisa grinned. “To teach you a lesson.” She leaned back and stretched her arms behind her back. “It’s not everyday I play my role as the resident witch.”

Johnny’s face twisted in confusion. “Huh?”

Lisa rolled her shoulders, her raven rose and fell with them. “A dragon looking for ways to woo the princess sworn to slay him. Both parties ready to fight, but haven’t a clue how to stray from their roles thrusted upon them.” She rested an elbow once again on the table and leaned on her hand. “Fighting and sacrificing should only be used sparingly.” She hummed and tilted her head to the side. “What’s that saying I hear your group always muttering? Words before murds as it were?”

The glow in his eyes faded as Johnny sat back in his chair. His eyes stared somewhere behind Lisa, distant. His thick eyebrows scrunched together and his mouth opened. He didn’t utter words and for the first time in her life, Lisa saw Johnny Jhonny, resident bully, sat quietly and without movement. She imagined a small buffer icon float just above his head as the dial spun and processed his next several thoughts.

Upon realizing he wasn’t going to speak anytime soon, she pulled her book out from behind her back and turned it open. Delilah arched an eyebrow. “Half?” she asked.

“Yep!” Adelaide said with pride as she tucked her fingers in her coat. “You didn’t think vampires were the only legends walking around did ya?”

“So she-”

Lisa’s eyes shifted up. Johnny had lowered his head, his chin resting on his fists. She sighed and closed her book. “Yes?”

He sat up straight and puffed out his chest. “I’ve no clues as ta what chu said.”

Lisa rolled her eyes, her head tilting with them. “You’ve got a crush on her and she’s got a crush on you.”

“Who da huh?”

“The Lady Knightlight.” Johnny’s face gave her the clue his brain was buffering again.Lisa sat up and inhaled. “Isabel.

He blinked and stuck out his tongue. “Ew, why’d I’d’ve crush on ‘er.”

She stared at him, her face blank. “You tried to impress her by being a martyr. Sacrificing yourself or some other dumb thing your mind stuck to. It backfired and now you’re mad that it didn’t work. You clearly have a crush on her.” Her eyebrow raised. “And many sources tell me half the school does. What makes you so special?”

Johnny’s eyes narrowed. “Who told ya?”

“Ollie.” She said simply, “he told me.”

His eyes became glassy as he sniffed. “But…the code.”

“Besides the point,” she flicked her hand and a card appeared in it, “Isabel gathers attention everywhere she goes.” Wet streaks appeared on his face. Lisa’s eyebrow twitched. “Wait, are you hung up on that?”

“THE CODE IS SACRED!”

Lisa’s lips thinned. “I can kick you out of my tent. Right now. Don’t test me.”

Johnny stood up then fell back into the chair again, wincing. “Ya don’t scare me!” He sniffed and wiped snot and fake blood onto his sleeve.

“Charming.” Lisa sighed, “If it helps, I haven’t told a soul about your little,” she waved her hand, “crush.” A grin formed on her lips. “Though, that can always change.”

Johnny’s eyes darted to the card in her hand. “Whatzat.”

She glanced at the card then back to Johnny. “Your tarot that you owe.” She clicked her tongue. “One star.”

A Starchman star slapped her face and gently fell onto her book. She blinked and stared at Johnny who had his hands in his lap. He grinned. She picked it up and examined it. It gleamed against the crystal ball. Starman’s face plastered on both sides of the star. Five sides. She nodded and spun the card in her hand towards him.

THE HERMIT scrawled along the bottom of the card in bold black letters. A lone figure cloaked in blue stood in the center of the card. His head was down as his gaze overlooked the cliff side below. His hand held a lantern, shining brightly despite the discoloration of years of use and droplets of tea bleeding into the ink. A six sided star was barely visible inside. But it was there. In the man’s other hand he held an oak staff that curled above his head, holding him steady.

“As the ninth card of the major arcana,” Lisa began, “the hermit stands on the edge looking down and within himself.”

Johnny frowned. “Wait ah minute.” His arms flared to life, “HOW’M I DA THAT I GOT PLENTY O FRIENDS!”

“This card is about the start of looking within yourself.” She said, flipping the card onto the table, “Not about what’s outside of you.”

He stood up. Smoke huffed out of his nostrils. Lisa raised her eyebrows. “I'mma tired of this!” His hand grasped the chair again as he winced and sucked in his breath.

“You should listen to the card.” She tapped it with her nail, “After all if you listened to your body, you’d realize your ankle is twisted and that you should get an ice pack on your eye.”

“SHUDDUP!”

Lisa stood and placed her hands on her hips. “You know I’m right. And if you Listened to Your Heart you’d also know you keep doing stupid stuff to impress your crush.” She whistled three notes.

The florescence outside was blocked by a large body. Ollie dropped down and poked his head through the tent. “C'mon Johnny.”

Johnny’s head whipped behind him. “YOU BROKE DA CODE!” He yelled, pointing an accusing finger at Ollie.

Ollie’s eyes shifted to Lisa then back to Johnny. “How many times have I told you to not listen to everything you hear?”

Johnny’s hand fell back to his side. “Uh…” His fingers twitched. “Seven.”

Ollie nodded. “More than that but I’ll take it.” His gaze shifted to Lisa, “I’m surprised you didn’t call sooner.”

She shrugged. Her raven rose with her shoulders. “Hey, he wobbled in here on his own. I knew you wouldn’t be far behind momma bear.” She winked at him.

Ollie ignored her as he beckoned Johnny out into the light. “C'mon let’s get you patched up.” Johnny quickly hobbled over to him, wincing with every step.

Lisa waved. “Have fun out there! Feel free to come back Ollie and have your fortune looked at!”

“Not with these nuckleheads running around!” He hollered back.

Lisa nodded and plopped back into her chair. Her hand hovered over the tarot card on the table and flipped it over.

THE CHARIOT in bold black letters ran along the bottom. A man wearing a crown stood tall in the center as his hands rested on the front of the chariot. Blue fabric, covered in golden and faded stars kept him out of the sunlight, yet a bright six sided star glowed above his head. Two Sphinx, black and white laid in front of the chariot, their paws crossing their own. In the distance was a castle with white spires and red tiled tops.

Lisa grinned as she leaned back in her chair and laughed to herself as she flipped open to her bookmark.

“What legends are you talking about?” Delilah asked.

Elizabeth sighed. “Here we go.”

Adelaide’s grin broadened. “Why the fae of course.”

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