Libuscha IV System Mingle (no. 1)

[necromanswers]

Who: Everyone! OTA!
Broadcast: sure why not
Action: yeahhhhhh
When: 11/12 to 1/4 (minus 12/26)


It's Candlenights! Or Christmas! Or whatever! It's festive! Go celebrate, explore, go get free stuff from a tree!!

More importantly it's a mingle!

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[She smiles weakly, hugging a knee up close to her chest, her movements still clumsy thanks to the alcohol. Even so, the conversation is about as sobering as it gets.]

What else am I supposed to do with it? It's not mine, it's his.

[And it is, plain as day. Kravitz may not have seen it when it was hers, but there are signs of his touch all over it even with it still half-covered. Little glittering stars peppered across the fabric, tiny accessories dangling that suited his fashion sense and wardrobe. It's Taako's. It's undeniably Taako's. It ceased to be hers the moment she was sucked into it- and that only became more true when he pulled it from her corpse.]

It's a good focus. He's stronger if he has it. Safer.

[deathcouture]

That's true. And who knows, we probably need all of the advantage we can get in this place.

[ Even if she kept it away from him, any scenario in which Taako finds it with her while not knowing who she is would just be even worse. He sighs quietly - he hates this for her. But all he an do to help is keep her secrets until something changes -- and he has to hope that something will change.

He winds the canvas back around the handle, hands it back over to her. ]

Don't worry - I won't tell him anything about this. I'm just... I'm sorry this happened.

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...Mmm.

[Lup leans back against the couch, accepting the Umbra Staff and just sort of tucking it awkwardly between the cushions- so she can feel it there, but no touch it or be too close to it. She knows it won't do anything unless she physically does, but fear is rarely rational.]

Thanks, dude. For this, and... y'know. For that. I totally know how shitballs it is to keep all these secrets from him.

[deathcouture]

[ He nods - even cracks some halfways semblance of a smile for a second, because he kind of can't help but do so at the word "shitballs". But it isn't there for long. ]

Of course. I think you know that better than anyone.

[ He stands, looks over the stack of pillows she's got going on... ] I'm going to go get you a blanket. So I'll be right back. ... You should really get some sleep, Lup. And I can't imagine you'll have an easy morning, but... I'll be around if you need anything.

[ He wonders if she might be completely conked out before he even gets back, honestly. fjskdl ]

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[Lup mumbles something unintelligible in response, burrowing further into the pillows and closing her eyes, secretly grateful to at last be able to rest. She's definitely unconscious when he returns; she doesn't even twitch or notice if he gets close to tuck her in.

She's also gone before 10 the next morning, without a word or a note. Hopefully he'll forgive her, because she really needs to vanish for a couple of days.]