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Teague hadn’t expected the woman to give him any sort of real advice, so when she did it was hard not to turn a skeptical eye on her. The way it was delivered tugged on memories that had been buried for quite some time. It reminded him of the way a grandmother, or mother for that matter, would guide a son along and let him draw his own conclusions. Pure and simple, it was sound advice, and what was said made a good deal of sense and confirmed and solidified some of his own conclusions.

Go back to what he knew. No the question was, what did he know? Teague knew tracking, and he certainly knew how to read people. So if he knew all that why did it feel like he was constantly three steps behind? Simple. The answer was so simple now that someone else had said it. Why was he playing by rules that weren’t his own? Perhaps the crone was right. The game itself didn’t need to change, how he approached did, how he played. And he couldn’t play it as Lord, he needed to play as a tracker.

”Aye, you needed to knock this sense into me a month ago…” He let out a small laugh. Merlin he missed chatting with people in this way. ”But to answer yer last question, if I ain’t where they want me it’s cause I played better.” He offered her a grin feeling more like himself than he had in a long time.
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The crone barked a laugh that scared her cats. The three went wide eyed and laid their ears back, but quickly resumed cuddling and eating. Hilda shoved the orange tom off her lap and toddled a few steps into the grass. There, she cast about and found what she was looking for: one of the first clover of spring. A gentle tug had the thing up by its roots. She came back and sat again, graciously accepting the cat back into her lap.

"Here we go lad..a flower Seeing for you. The roots tell the past, the stem and leaves the present, the flower holds the future. Simple enough in theory."

She squinted at the plant. While she had told him it was a simple thing, the truth was that plants held a vast amount of potential. They grew through and weathered storms literal and metaphorical. The roots of this clover, for example...a branching slay that led to a tangle...two threads came out of that and one was broken sharply. Not a good sign, but that was the past. The stem and leaves told a similar story...this plant had a tin stalk but only one flowered. The other ended in a bud and a splay of leaves. Bugs had chewed some of the trefoils. The white pink flower...there was his question.

She drew it close and smelled it, observed it, poked and prodded the blossom. Clover, like the future, had lots of little pieces. Not all of it had meaning. Finally she sat back, ready to reveal what she had learned. She pointed to each of the parts she referenced.

"A tangled past...two threads possibly connected, one ending in obvious tragedy...but where one part of the plant is hurt, the whole is damaged. It comes up here, two stalks, two present realities...perhaps even a duplicitous life? But look, only one bears a future, the other feeds that future. It's nipped at, so the subject is hounded, cautious, canny...a survivor, most like. Remember that root...we see survival there too...the other stalk has the bloom and look at it...near perfect in its color and plumpness...a fortuitous and successful story. But..." She blew gently on the flower and several petals flew away.

"Oh so fragile. The problem you have, sir, is a long story. The people involved lie to each other frequently. And, what looks like success can easily be unraveled, or at least, it can be influenced. Does that bring up more questions than answers for you?"

The crone gave her client a sly grin, revealing that her seeing wasn't useful on the surface. She had an idea what it meant. Probably, she surmised, entangled in the man's fortunes that she'd be seeing tonight.
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Well at least someone had a good sense of humor. Her laugh was warm and familiar, and it fell around them like a soft winter cloak. He watched with open curiosity as she tossed the cat she had been cuddling with the too ground and get up and shuffle a ways onto the grass. ”What are you-” he never got to finish his question before she was seated back in the bench with a clover and something about a flower reading? What the heck was that? Certainly nothing he’d ever heard before….

Even if it was some bogus made up thing (which it couldn’t be since he was now certain she was a full blown seer) Teague was respectful enough to sit up and pay attention to what was happening. It was after all a chance to learn about something new and that could only help him out down the road.

The tracker furrowed his brows and reached up to scratch the short hairs of his chin scruff as the crone did her thing. Why was it that nothing could be straight forward? All her reading did was leave him more confused than when they started and the most he was currently getting out of it was that his past life sucked, which he already knew, his present sucked, which he already knew, and that his future wasn’t looking all that great either. All of which could be easily summed up as on huge problem. But then she went on to describe the clover as a survivor of sorts, which the tracker figured, was pretty much the way he saw himself.

”So what does it all mean though? Everyone tied to this whole issue are liars and cheaters and I wouldn’t expect them to be any other way. And what is meant by success? How is it unraveled?”

Teague watched the crone carefully as he spoke and was reward with a sly grin that said it knew more than it was telling.

He leaned back on the bench with a sigh and was more than a little frustrated by what she was probably going to tell him was his lack of vision and foresight. ”Stupid bloody prophesizing…..” Had that past month really made him as dense as he was starting to feel? Teague waited patiently for the crone to reply if she chose to though he wasn’t going to hold his breath.
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What did it all mean? Oh she would have too much fun with that question. She could spin a yarn for DAYS on meaning and tell a single thing worth the weight of a pea in a mattress. Oh yes..meaning. What a meaningless thing to chase after. Hilda held back another laugh, sure that it would only serve to rankle this man. Surly old woman she may be, but she wasn't foolish.

"Means lots of things. Firstly, like you so well pointed out, it could refer to nearly anyone. Flower readings are damn near useless mostly because the dirt doesn't play favorites. It knows it gets to claim us all in the end, so it sees us all alike and what will you. Not very reliable, but it does give us a place to start. You're asking good questions for a neophyte...how can it be unraveled? Hm...I could do a deeper reading...tea leaves are a parlor trick for the depth you want and crystal is better for a happy ending...I think we want to do an entrail reading maybe...My schedule is full until ten tonight...possibly later and I do dearly want to get a good buzz before bed time...tell you what...you bring the visitor you get tonight over to my apartment tomorrow morning. He'll want to see this as well. Bring me a bottle of scotch and we can dig deeper. Deal?"

Hilda you old bag! Two clients and two readings! Not fair for them that they were looking into the same question, but that was her business sense and not theirs. They could pay her the cheap price she was asking and get their dearly desired answers. What did it really cost them besides time and alcohol? Of course, Teague would have to accept....she fixed her rheumy eyes on the man and peered hungrily at him, awaiting his yes.
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Deeper reading? Bones? Crystals? Merlin he was getting in way over his head with this seeing thing. Currently all he had was a fat load of nothing but more questions with no answers. Teague worked hard to suppress an eye twitch. He hated the vagueness of the whole thing. The tracker took in a deep breath and held it for a 10 count before slowly letting it out. At least the older woman was talking and seemingly willing to help more. Teague had no doubt she was the real deal, but that didn't mean he still wasn't a skeptic when it came to all this prophesizing mumbo jumbo. Did he really have the time to chase guesses?

He laughed. Of course he did. He had nothing but time considering he had no tangible leads on anything other than what he was going to pry out of that Syndicate operative. Nothing on Hunt, nothing on whoever this Jacob Sullivan was, nothing about the actual syndicate (something he hoped to rectify later) and certainly nothing about what the who had taken Trevor's kids. But for a bottle of scotch there was a possibility of learning something new.

"Just a bottle of Scotch? Nothin' else? No strings?" He eyed her curiously as he tried to get a read on what she was thinking and why she was so willing to help. "A'right then, it's a deal, name the time and place," he said after a short moment. As if his brain was still processing all the info she had given him he added as an after thought "Ya know if it's a friend or foe I can be expecting tonight?" The thought that he'd be getting a visitor at all was unsettling, especially since he knew nothing about said visitor or where said visitor would show up. Teague made a mental note to double the wards and trap triggers around both his flats. It looked like tonight was going to be a busy night.
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Oh excellent! She WOULD have payment for tomorrow. None of this hateful walking about in the cold. She clapped her hands once in glee. The sharp retort startled the cats. The three of them came running to her from their feline wanderings, waiting attentively for whatever it was she was celebrating. Within moments, the cats were bored again and off to wandering. Hilda herself though began to rub her hands. She pulled out a scrap of paper and wrote her address down, then shoved it at Teague.

"Here...come tomorrow morning at nine...no, better make it ten. I plan on being drunk tonight and you're too nice of a boy to bear the brunt of my hang over. And yes, dear, scotch is all I need as a price. I live on a fixed income see, and it covers everything but the essentials. So I got food, clothes, a roof and a bed, but there's no good hooch what can be bought with the leftovers. Crying shame...you should get them Gringotts boys to adjust the living standard for those of us in our decrepit years." The jovial crone was almost impish. Was she really this genuinely fond of MacTail? He reminded her of the grandchildren she never had. Perhaps there could have been a once upon a time, but who in their right mind would want to See their children's death as they rocked them to sleep in the cradle? It was better this way; after all the decades of saying that, Hilda almost believed it.
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