Name: Sean Woodard (Add last name if you want)
Age: 19
Height/build: 5'7'', slim with a little muscle
Hair/eyes/complexion: Brown, straight, blue, clean-shaven face, tanned
Sean and his friend went to a street festival. The decided to get their fortunes told.
Name: Talon
Age:19
height/build: 5'5, Small
Hair/eyes/Complexion: Red straight hair, bright blue eyes, White and pale
Talon walked calmly through the festival with her friend Sean. "Hey lets go over there!" she said grinning and pulling him off toward the festival.
Talon pulled Sean to a fortune teller tent. "I've always wanted my fortune told." Sean said.
Me to!" Talon said with a small grin. She couldn't wait to find out what the fortune tell might say to them leading him inside it was mostly empty.
They went into the tent. There was a lady with a crystal ball.
The lady told the two to take a seat, and so talon did on the small char across from the lady.
Sean sat beside Talon. "We're here to have our fortunes told." Sean said.
The lady seemed to smirk "Beware, your fortunes come at a price, are you willing to pay it?" she said a bit creepily
"Uh... Yeah. What's the price?" Sean asked.
"I can't tell you, fate will tell." she said simply. "do you want to know? yes or no?"
"alight then, hold out your hands." Both Talon and Sean heald out your hands the the Fortune teller closed her eyes concentrating.
Sean was waiting nervously.
"You face a difficult chalenge a head, but if you work hard you will get through it. I see pain and longing but also determination. you will soon have to make a choice.
And after a few more minutes of the lady saying a few things about what might happen they had finished, almosrt right away Talon noticed she felt a little odd.
Sean also felt a little odd. "That was weird."
It was.." the tried to leave only to find the doors were locked.
"Why's the door locked?" Sean asked.
"I don't know..." When she turned around the lady that had read her fortune was gone.