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!

--SYSTEM INFORMATION--

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[abracafcku]

[Taako gestures at the Pocket Spa around them and raises an eyebrow.]

Why do you think you got an invite in here?

[Exclusive club, limited membership, Lup.]

[necromanswers]

I thought it was because you demanded that I fix your nails.

[But yeah, she knows this is sacred land, here.]

[abracafcku]

We can both benefit from me being benevolent.

[No, that's not how thank yous work???? But it is for him now because like hell if he's going to get caught in a lie.]

[necromanswers]

[That's how Taako thank yous work, so she just grins and examines her nails. They look pretty done, at this point. No more tackiness.]

Yeah, guess I can't complain. I definitely got something out of it.

[The company means more to her than the nail polish, but he doesn't have to know that.]

[abracafcku]

Mmhm, so take care of those nails huh?

[Because he's not always going to be so welcoming to having people come over. Or, rather, that's the impression he wants to leave. Honestly, if she asked? He'd probably, maybe? Let her in. Maybe.

The anger he felt earlier has all but dissipated now. Weird. Normally he's all for grudges.]

Because poor Raoul worked so hard on them.

[necromanswers]

Oh yeah, really broke his back over it. What a trooper.

[Things feel... normal, now. More normal. About as normal as they'd been before she'd blown up at him, at least, and the shift isn't lost on her. She should probably get going before his goodwill runs out, or she accidentally ruins it again. The Umbra Staff still has her wildly on edge, twitchy and more gloomy than she likes, and she needs some time to adjust to the idea of it being in her life again- of him having it, of her not always being around him. She's gotten used to feeling somewhat secure in its absence, and now the last thing she wants is for her darker thoughts to make her snappy again and shove them both right back to square one.

Reluctantly she sits up, stretching, and tugs her legs out of the water, giving them a shake.]

Welp... I should head back. Believe it or not, you're not the only person I owe an apology to.

[She doesn't think she was an asshole to Kravitz, just, like... an inconvenience maybe, but she definitely fucked things up with Haggar. Running off like that after the tree wasn't kosher at all, nevermind all the fire and death and craziness stuff.]

[abracafcku]

Yeah?

[He spares a glance in her direction as she moves, before laying back on the lounge chair, arms pillowed behind his head. They might be back to an approximation of equilibrium, but that doesn't mean he's letting her go without a few jabs.]

So drunk Lup pissed a bunch of people off, huh? What a surprise.

[necromanswers]

Shocking, right? Might have something to do with the smashing and the punching.

[She flexes her hands, knuckles still visibly bruised, then scoops up her shoes. With her feet dripping from the spa she's not about to stick her feet in them, even if the water probably won't follow her out of the pocket dimension. The feeling of soggy shoes suuuucks.

With that done, though... she's out of excuses to stay, so she gives him a casual wave and heads for the exit.]

I'll see you around, Taako. Happy Candlenights.

[Once she's back in his room, she pauses for a moment, glancing at the Umbra Staff where he'd left it. She twitches, just for a moment, once again feeling that vicious temptation to snap it into a hundred tiny pieces.

Instead she flips it off and marches out. Fuck that, it won't get her again.]