Utterly Mad

"Lady of the thousand and one faces, You will make two decisions, one good and one bad. Watch for the plague rat. Daughter of none, sister to hunger. You will soon meet a dark lady. The dark lady wishes for the hand of the king. Watch for the coming of Samhain. Now is a time for friendship for there will be fire and smokes and songs from the whirlwind! The plague rat will defy a machine of her own making, and be remade, then she will make a great journey and there will be greenness and friendship forever more!"

Cousin yammered on and panted, his fortune told. When he'd settled in, Minx said, "You old fool, what about King? What did any of that have to do with King? Cousin, I came for Kings horoscope!"

Cousin shook his mug. "Cousin told minxy's horoscope instead." He said.

Minx was livid. "And why the hell did you do that? I don't believe in any of this, so why did you give me mine when I didn't want it?" She said, almost shouting at the scrawny creature. He was shaking his head again, well aware that "smash" was now out of the question.

"King has no horoscope." He stated. The finality of his statement put Minx off. She flung the scraps of kitchen left overs at his feet and the way she did it told cousin that peyote was also out of the cards, even though he believed he had delivered a favorable reading.

Minx allowed the facade to slip away, letting her CBM return to neutral. Cousin was disappointed to see her do this. The blank featureless slate was so much less appealing than many of her others. Leagues better than her natural face though. Cousin had not seen that one, and he was thankful for that. He liked minx, adored her in fact, but the sight of her true face would run him rabid, mad, or both and he knew this with the sense given by his strange empathy.

He watched her storm off, aware that she was now trying to formulate a new horoscope on the fly based on bits of what he's given her. He didn't mind. She didn't exactly believe in his visions either, but that was not his concern either. So long as what he said was relayed to the one who it was meant for.