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Molly had liked being a cat, for the most part. It had been interesting to see things from that perspective, and he'd rather enjoyed that people were quite willing to lavish attention and ear-pets!

But what he hadn't been especially thrilled with? Was how difficult it was to communicate, aside from a scarce few. And the lack of opposable thumbs had meant there was plenty he couldn't do without help.

So back to normal he was happy to go back to drawing cards- while it wasn't unusual to find the tiefling taking over a corner of a bar or a cafe, or something of the sort, he'd decided to go right back to his roots this time, coat spread out like a tapestry, one he plunked down on, tail flicking back and forth behind him as he was easily shuffling his well-worn deck between slim fingers, red gaze flicking over those who passed.

If someone was familiar, or just looked like they'd be fun to talk to? He'd be piping up. "Come friend, have a seat! Keep a troublemaker company! Or maybe you'd like said troublemaker to draw a card or two for you?"

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"Hey, Molly." A small nod of recognition. Ben remembers helping the tiefling out.

Ben considers himself quite relieved to have avoided Coyote's brand of mayhem. He stayed out of the whole fiasco, first by luck and then on purpose - dealing with a trickster doesn't play to his strengths, and he's just mature enough to know that weakness. It would be all too easy to goad him into blowing any plan or doing something stupid. Better leave fixing it to people with a better temperament for the job.

But Molly's kind of trouble is more tolerable. "Fine, I'll bite." He's never dealt with tarot cards, so he's interested. Ben fetches himself a seat and joins Molly. "What kind of cards are these? I'm assuming they're special. Fortune-telling, maybe. I wouldn't mind trying my luck a little."

The Swede wasn't sure what to make of the strange blue creature now asking him to take a seat. Troublemaker? Was he like one of the mischievous spirit folk from the ancient times? He had that look. Being a devout pagan, Erik was unsure of spritely looking creatures and this one had a look of one. A little apprehensive, Erik offered the blue creature a small wave whilst moving his guitar strap over his shoulder, since he had been practicing on his instrument only moments before.

"A card? You are blue. I am new here so you will have to forgive me."

Erik wasn't sure if he should take a seat or not but he was slowly opening up his mind to this new place and the strange and wonderful variety of residents that inhabited it. Why not? Surely, he would not put a curse on anyone! Sitting on the seat slowly the guitarist unhooked his guitar off his shoulders and laid it down gently by his chair.

"You are a card reader? A Mystisk en?"

The young man's Swedish accent quite thick but his English was well enough for people to hear.

"Hello, Molly. Good to see you again, mate. Reading cards, eh?"

Mick was dressed in a white t-shirt and blue jeans as per usual when he wasn't on stage or going somewhere fancy. He offered the blue creature a wave and took a seat opposite the Tiefling. No guitar this time since it was safely back at the Townhouse under his bed when he wasn't playing it.

"Fancy a smoke?"

The blond pulled out a pack of smokes offering Molly one since it was his go to when meeting up with friends. That and buying a drink.

"Molly!" Aziraphale is happy to see his friend again, back in his usual shape. "How are you, dear? Of course I'll join you."

As gracefully as he can, the angel takes a seat on the ground next to Molly, plunking down on a cushion that surely wasn't there before and crossing his legs tailor style. "I was thinking about you, you know, with all that funny business with Coyote. And I saw your friend Caleb recently as well."

Caleb entered looking tired and a bit angry if the tight set of his jaw was anything to go by. But the second he saw Molly his face brightened and a slight smile appeared.

"I still have no interest in your cards my friend but I will sit a while," he says pulling over a chair.

"Ben!" Molly replied brightly, smile widening as his friend brought a seat closer. And even more delighted when he seemed to be willing to try his hand at this.

"Fortune telling indeed! I mean, you can also use them to play drinking games, but let's be real you never need too much to manage that!" As he spoke he was shuffling still, slipping a few tricks into the process to show off, like fanning the cards while shuffling or flipping a couple.

"Already forgiven my friend!" Honestly, a little uncertainty and unfamiliarity was nothing in the grand scheme of things that could be considered needing an apology. Spreading the cards in a row on the table before tipping them to flip one way then the other in a sort of wave before sweeping them up to keep shuffling.

"I am indeed! Pull up a chair, and if you like, we can see what they have to say for you, hm?"

"Mick! Always a delight!" The tiefling beamed at his friend, tail flicking this way and that in a mirror of his mood. Already feeling good, and well, he never did mind running into friends!

"I'd love one, you're a gem." Not that he did smoke other than with others- his vices were usually social if anything, but that wouldn't stop him from accepting the offer, lighting the cigarette on the candle flickering on one side of the table, mostly for show. Giving Mick a wink before puffing out a smoke ring or two, while he went back to the cards.

"Want to see what they've got for you today? Or we can come up with a game, I'm down for either!"

"I'm positively divine!" He's not sorry, Aziraphale! "And very glad to see you!"

Especially since he's joining him! Molly notices that trick with the cusion- clearly Angel mojo is convenient!

"That whole mess was something, wasn't it?" He mused, tilting his head thoughtfully. "Honestly if so many people didn't wind up distressed over it, it'd be impressive, the scale of mischief he'd managed."

But that was Molly's way. He enjoyed chaos and trickery but not if others weren't laughing too. And pay no mind to the flush that rises in purple cheeks at the mention of the wizard!

"Caleb? He mentioned he's made friends with you. I figure you'll either get on like a house on fire, given you're both so very interested in your books."

Molly can't help but smile when he sees Caleb, though concern drifts into the red gaze when he notices that set of the wizard's jaw. Glad to see he seems to cheer up a bit but that wasn't gonna stop the tiefling from fussing!

"As if I'd ever turn away your wonderful companionship," Molly replied, tail flicking as his expression warmed. "And if you're still not into a reading, we could always play a game instead?"

Ben sighs. "After everything that's gone on recently, I don't need any more alcohol in my system. Tarot it is then." Between Balthazar and Coyote he's overindulged himself. The Nexus has been an exciting place as of late.

"All right." He shuffles closer to get a better look at what Molly will do. "So, how does this work, exactly? I know certain cards mean certain things when they're drawn, and they have symbols..."

Aziraphale laughs at the pun while he gets himself comfortably seated. The cushion is a necessity as he's not about to lay his own jacket down like a rug. Molly's does make a beautiful tapestry, however, very appropriate for any tarot card readings.

"Well, he is a powerful trickster spirit, and the Nexus does lend itself easily to chaos. Crowley was rather cross with me that I stuck around to heal the injured, but thankfully I was not harmed in the process."

The blush is impossible to miss, but aside from a private little smile, he doesn't comment. His love of romantic stories does make him terribly curious about Molly's feelings for Caleb, however, especially as the young wizard was surprisingly forthcoming about his feelings for Molly, the last time they spoke.

"He did? Oh, that's nice. Yes, we spent a great deal of time discussing the magic on your world, and he showed me some of the things he had written down. A very bright young man, he is, and very loyal to those he cares about, too." Hint, hint.

Well, wasn't he a friendly sort of creature? Erik's face morphed into a cheeky smile as he was now curious about these cards the blue horned man had. Tarot cards? He was a teller of fortunes perhaps? The guitarist was wary about such things but he wanted to broaden his horizons here within the Nexus.

"You are going to tell my fortune? This should be fun. Alright, let's have a go."

The young guitarist nodded and was keen to know what sort of fortune the creature would read out to him.

"Same to you, mate. It's been a while since Zig and me we've been touring with some other bands back on our world. So far it's been a real blast."

Mick lit up his own smoke and blew out a thin trail above his head. Being around Molly the guitarist was a little more confident than before since it was the whole blue skin and horns thing that spooked him a little. Placing his smokes back into his pocket Mick then offered Molly a smile.

"Ok, let's have a go. Hopefully, something good, eh?"

The blond was always up for his fortune since Molly was a friend.

Minoru smiled and waved at Molly, having not seen the tiefling in a while.

“Oh, hey! What’s that game?” He asked, not realizing what the deck of cards was actually for, at first. Once he learned, though, he’d be just as eager to have his fortune read as he would be to play.

Caleb waves for a drink as he turns to Molly. "What sort of game," he asks watching the tiefling, "I am not as good at cards as you and Jester."

Caleb knows now he gives too much away in his face while playing. so he's wary about getting fleeced though he doesn't expect Molly to do that.

His drink arrives and he sips it. "And shall we bet or no?"

"Honestly the symbols and meanings are what you make of them!" Molly explained as he shuffled the deck before plunking it down on his jacket. "I made this deck... I knew less and nothing about Tarot and I'm fairly sure I was high as all hells when I painted the cards so who even knows what any of it's supposed to mean."

He winked, smiling. "Now, what sort of thing would you like to ask about today?"

They certainly looked like tarot cards could- the backs painted in blues and silvers, decorated with celestial bodies and arcane-looking symbols that glimmered as he set the deck out.

"Wonderful! Now why don't you cut the deck for me and let me know what we're asking the fickle fates about today?"

"Sounds like a good time though!" Molly replied cheerily, pleased to hear that Mick was doing well. "Makes me think a bit of travelling with the carnival."

It had been a simple life, but one he'd enjoyed greatly.

"With you I'm sure it'll be nothing but delightful!" The tiefling chuckled, fanning out the cards across the fabric, face up. "Pick a card my friend!"

"Well I'm endlessly delighted to hear that you didn't come to any harm while doing your kindly deeds." And he was- he liked to hear that there were those around who were good, or at least willing to look out for those around them, and well it was quite obvious that Aziraphale was a good egg.

"Caleb's the smartest man I think I've ever met," He had no issue admitting as much, it was an obvious thing. "Especially when it comes to magic. Which of his spells did he show off? Did you get to meet Frumpkin?"

If not, Molly was fairly certain the fae familiar was still lingering somewhere near as he'd had a furry visitor not even ten minutes ago- Caleb often would send the cat to come spend time with the tiefling if he was caught up in studies or classes. And Molly quite frankly adored the thoughtfulness of that, knowing how the feline was so often an extension of the wizard's affection.

"Hmm... maybe a simple random sort of game then," It would lessen the need for 'skill' and if Caleb was clever about it he'd likely be able to count the cards as the deck dwindled down. "We both draw and high card tells something the other doesn't know about them, and the other has to share something of the same theme- if they can't or won't they take a shot."

Simple, fun, no winners or losers, and really, Molly was all here for being able to learn more about the wizard.

"If you can think of a way to bet on it I'm all ears for fun and entertaining stakes."

"The game of life!" Molly enthused brightly, pleased to see Minoru.

"Though in all seriousness, tarot! I've been having quite the time doing readings today."

Caleb considers and then nods. "That sounds gut," he replies easily as he sips from his drink. "as for stakes...how about the first one to startle the other with a piece of information buys dinner for the other...that sounds fair does it not?"

Caleb doesn't really think he has anything that could shock Molly anyway, so he's assuming the tefling will easily win himself a free meal.

And it means Caleb gets to spend more time with him in either case, which is never bad.

"Plenty fair! Though Mister Widogast," Molly mused, red gaze lit with amusement as he leaned in ever so slightly as if imparting some secret. "If you wanted to go on a date, all you had to do was ask."

Grin widening, he plunked the deck down between them, gesturing to Caleb. "After you."

Tarot or no, he'd numbered his cards- made it easier to play games like this without needing a secondary deck after all!

Caleb goes pink at the mention of dates and he takes a moment to draw a card though he doesn't turn it over yet. He's going to wait until Molly draws too before flipping it.

The last question he'd asked in the Nexus was fresh in his mind as of late.

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