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[There's a bit too much chaos to deal with it while the flash mob is still going, but as soon as things settle down, for some relative value of settling down, Hijikata's straight on to business.]

If this is your first jaunt: don't panic, try to blend in.

Some of our number are going to think they belong in this world. If you can hear this, then obviously, you're not one of them. Keeping an eye on our infiltrators is usually our second clue to figuring out what the hell we're supposed to be doing here.

Our first one is when we arrive in the middle of some shitstorm like this, though - that usually means something. So it's sounding like this one's got to do with... [A slight noise of frustration. This is not his wheelhouse.] Romantic shit? Valentine's Day? If any of you are experts, now would be a good time to tell the rest of us. Or if you know a lot about, I don't know, weddin-

[Actually, no, this is not how he wants to start wedding planning, he is going to cut himself the hell off there. Embarrassedly.]

We usually start by checking in, anyway, so if you're still yourself, speak up. If you've noticed anyone is definitely an infiltrator, tell us that, too; you might as well save us the trouble of saying something really goddamned stupid to them while we're trying to figure it out.

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[He nods- he's familiar with that. Not everyone in his world was gifted with the ability to pull their head out of their own ass before it was too late...

Lack of oxygen, yo. It's killer. (Levi is not a fan of the cultists, or the idea of 'god' at all. He's seen ~~some shit~~ too much.)

Frowning, Levi tries to make sense of this; his tail continues to sway absently behind him. Thinking...]

The one who was on the beach- do you know what he looked like? Did his appearance match the symbolism of the card?

[The Trumps can change the way they look, they know that much... But it's a start. Levi's gonna find the one responsible for this shit, he will...]

You mean the Fool.

[For he wouldn't call him Don Orlea now, not that he knows just who he is.]

In a sense, though he was a much more... pitiful version, I suppose is the best term. On the card, it is a handsome, young lad with a dog. The Fool we met looked more like a leper than a young man, completely covered in bandages, with a sickly little dog that was in about as bad shape as he was. He did speak of the number zero, and the concept of nothing, quite a lot in his speech - and the Fool is number zero of the Major Arcana.

[THAT IS SO FUCKING HELPFUL you're pretty much his fave person ever right now, Leo.....

He is so jazzed to (be able to attempt to) Get Shit Done, good god...]

The Fool. [Still mad about it.] So there was some consistency, then, with what the corresponding card stood for and what it looked like. ...I wonder if that means we're looking for one Trump or two, in this place, since I'm assuming there are two if they're the "Lovers".

[Or two in one body- he hasn't forgotten what Leonardo had said about that one speaking with multiple voices...]

What's their number?

[HE'S GLAD SOMEONE LIKES HIM RIGHT NOW ;;; ]

It is consistent with some tarot decks, this is true. But in the Tarot I am familiar with, for example, there is no dog. And further, the Sun and the Moon... they showed up in human forms, although there is no indication on their cards that the Sun and the Moon are human, but rather, they are drawn as the celestial bodies. It is possible we are looking for two Trumps, however, there is only one card... it is best to look for both right now, as I cannot say for sure.

They are the sixth Trump, discounting the Fool at zero, of course.

[One I AM LOVED pin for Leo!!]

Six.

[NOTED.

...There had better not be any sports animes canoodling and running around with sixes on their jerseys... That could get awkward pretty quickly.]

And about the other thing- they were wearing corresponding masks, weren't they? The Sun and the Moon, just with different shapes underneath...

[He was... Otherwise occupied for most of that Jaunt. Useless.]

It's probably a stupid question, but it's stupider not to ask- what's the picture for this card, typically?

They were. Each had a motif strongly resembling their celestial body on their masks. The Sun stayed the same, I believe, but the Moon changed shapes and voices quite frequently.

It depends on the deck, so I am told, but it usually involves a man and a woman either reaching to one another, or with clasped hands - the Lovers, obviously - and in the version I am familiar with it shows Cupid with a blindfold above them.

[Levi commits this to memory, ears twitching as he files the information away. Lovers... It's about what he'd figured.]

What's 'Cupid'? Or who.