February 1st, 1891— Edna Shacklebolt's Office
Madam Synastra had had only one customer so far. In a way, even a single customer was a success. There were many much more established diviners working in the United Kingdom, so why should anyone trust a nobody like 'Madam Synastra'? That being said, Ruby had had grandiose hopes of heaps of people sending her messages. Even if that would have overwhelmed the hell out of her. That first letter by Miss Williams had caused her some anxiety alone.
Perhaps she wasn't able to manifest more customers? Ruby often beat herself up when good things didn't come her way. She believed in the Law of Attraction to an extent and whenever something unfortunate happened, she assumed she'd brought it upon herself by tuning to negative frequencies. That was why she'd begun to use crystals, just in case.
when Miss Williams didn't write her, Ruby had freaked out that she'd scared her away with her somewhat negative Tarot reading. What if Miss Williams told all her friends that she was a doomsday preacher and then nobody ever wrote her?
(Well, she could always just use a different name, but that hadn't crossed her mind.)
In the end, Miss Williams did write back, but now Ruby was anxious about it. What if the cards pointed to misfortune again? What if her predictions were crap to begin with? She was starting to doubt her abilities as a Tarot reader. She wasn't actually a seer, after all. Not like Savino, or Professor Shacklebolt.
Ruby decided to pay her beloved professor a visit. She had been a professional Seer, she'd know the ins and outs of the profession.
"Miss Shacklebolt," Ruby began as she took the offered seat. "I have a confession to make. I—I've decided to pursue our craft as a career."
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Edna Shacklebolt Holly Scrimgeour
set by MJ