Where Stardust Gathers
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Delight and mischief danced across Juniper's eyes in equal measure. Her heavily lined eyes narrowed as the Mandalorian entered, bringing with her energies that felt strangely familiar to the huntress. It wasn't quite magick, but neither did it resemble the presence of a Jedi or Sith. There was something different about it, something that piqued the Witch's curiosity. Faint sparks of magenta flashed behind her pupils, brief enough that only the keenest eyes might notice. Her painted lips curled into a devilish smile, revealing just enough teeth to appear dangerous yet intriguing, like a wild animal sizing up its prey.
"You haven't answered my question."
Her voice came not only from the lips of the woman seated before
Xasin Dyst
, but from somewhere behind the Mandalorian as well. It echoed through the tent, seeming to come from every direction at once. Not quite threatening, but certainly disorienting. "Are you quite sure you want to know what the future has in store for you?"Juniper raised her head fully, allowing the hood draped over her head to fall back across her shoulders. Her face caught the light of the fireplace as the flames suddenly swelled, growing from a modest flicker into a roaring fire. The familiar reds and yellows slowly turned to brilliant shades of emerald, bathing the interior of the tent in an otherworldly glow. The smile that had seemed so predatory only moments before softened into something considerably more inviting.
"Please, sit." She extended an arm, her manicured fingers gesturing toward the empty chair opposite her. As her hand moved, the chair slid backward of its own accord, stopping just enough to allow her guest to sit comfortably.
"You know something of magick. I can feel it." Juniper's voice had become more focused now, though its resonance still seemed to settle somewhere deep within the Mandalorian's bones, as though the Witch were speaking directly into her thoughts. "What I do is not so different. I simply use it to seek the truth."
Her hand moved again, this time drawing attention to the Bakurat cards resting upon the table. The scattered deck stirred, individual cards sliding across the wooden surface before gathering into a neat stack. Then, without so much as a touch from their mistress, they rose into the air and began to shuffle themselves, one over another, their movements impossibly precise.
"If you wish, I can show you what you seek." Juniper leaned forward, her eyes never leaving Xasin's. Though the Witch remained seated across the table, her next words seemed to come from somewhere much closer, as though she had leaned over the Mandalorian's shoulder to whisper directly into her ear.
"But I must warn you, darling. Once the spirits have shown you something, you cannot choose to unsee it."
