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Hi, Lucretia speaking. I'm busy at the moment, but if you'd like to leave a message, I'll get back to you ASAP.
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INBOX
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Hi, Lucretia speaking. I'm busy at the moment, but if you'd like to leave a message, I'll get back to you ASAP.
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[The text comes... a few days after their argument, during which time Taako has barely been at the apartment, preferring to stay with Eddie while he tries to comes to terms with everything that happened. It's been a shitty fucking week, and at the end of each day, he keeps coming back to the fact that he misses Lucretia.
So he comes home.
Only to find her not there, which feels both ironic and typical. Still, rather than surprise her with his sudden presence back in their space, he decides to send a text to warn her, essentially.]
I'm making chicken confit for dinner, what time do you think you're gonna be home?
[It's the most innocuous text he could send, but it speaks volumes.]
So he comes home.
Only to find her not there, which feels both ironic and typical. Still, rather than surprise her with his sudden presence back in their space, he decides to send a text to warn her, essentially.]
I'm making chicken confit for dinner, what time do you think you're gonna be home?
[It's the most innocuous text he could send, but it speaks volumes.]
(It's funny that he's been avoiding home and by extension her: Lucretia has been doing much the same thing by way of pulling long nights in her office at Gramayre, coming back to the apartment only to shower and sleep. It's strange, being in a prolonged fight with Taako. She's never been in one before. She doesn't know the rules. When she receives his text, she almost knocks her phone off the edge of her desk in her scramble to look at it.
It's a lot more conciliatory than she thought it would be. Than it has any right to be, really. She thinks very intensely about her reply, even though she has absolutely no agenda hidden behind it. She's fairly sure his doesn't either.)
Another hour tops. Want me to get anything on the way back?
It's a lot more conciliatory than she thought it would be. Than it has any right to be, really. She thinks very intensely about her reply, even though she has absolutely no agenda hidden behind it. She's fairly sure his doesn't either.)
Another hour tops. Want me to get anything on the way back?
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- 2017-06-29 09:13 (UTC) - Expand(This is... both correct, and offensive. Also embarrassing, because Lucretia is currently at home, and has answered with a big cup of tea clearly in shot, and a book in her free hand.)
That's– (She makes a face, nose scrunching up.) Well, I guess we can't say it's particularly untrue, can we.
That's– (She makes a face, nose scrunching up.) Well, I guess we can't say it's particularly untrue, can we.
Edited (correct words who needs em) 2017-07-14 14:13 (UTC)
(Oh, she forgot about that.
Thankfully this message comes a long while after Lucretia has had time to sufficiently calm down or she probably wouldn't have bothered answering. Still, she sounds quite tired when she does.)
Alright. Should I come meet you somewhere?
Thankfully this message comes a long while after Lucretia has had time to sufficiently calm down or she probably wouldn't have bothered answering. Still, she sounds quite tired when she does.)
Alright. Should I come meet you somewhere?
Got some good news and bad news.
Good news: Magnus showed up
Bad news: He's fresh off the Starblaster in Fearun and hasn't met me again yet so like, we've got ourselves a fucking moral quandary.
We're need an IPRE meeting when you get back, me you and Lup, just thought you might like a heads up in case you're checking the network while you're doing your thing.
Good news: Magnus showed up
Bad news: He's fresh off the Starblaster in Fearun and hasn't met me again yet so like, we've got ourselves a fucking moral quandary.
We're need an IPRE meeting when you get back, me you and Lup, just thought you might like a heads up in case you're checking the network while you're doing your thing.
[It takes a lot for him to send this text. He rewrites it a handful of times, nearly throws his phone at the wall in anger and frustration, but finally settles on something.
Because this is important, because they need to talk to Magnus, and unfortunately, Lucretia now has the same information Taako has, maybe more, about what she used Junior to do to all of them. He's not doing this for Lucretia, he's doing it for Magnus, so he knows everything there is to know.]
You should come with me when I talk to Magnus.
Because this is important, because they need to talk to Magnus, and unfortunately, Lucretia now has the same information Taako has, maybe more, about what she used Junior to do to all of them. He's not doing this for Lucretia, he's doing it for Magnus, so he knows everything there is to know.]
You should come with me when I talk to Magnus.
We need to talk.
[Seconds later:]
Sorry, that sounded harsh. I'm not mad.
[Seconds later:]
Sorry, that sounded harsh. I'm not mad.
Hey, sis! How's it going? How's Junior?
Ding dong bitch, I have brownies!
[Hello, this is Lup, barging into your home with a tray. She's wearing Magnus' sweatshirt, tights and her hair in a bun.]
Save me from the boys, Luce? Get fucked with me.
[Hello, this is Lup, barging into your home with a tray. She's wearing Magnus' sweatshirt, tights and her hair in a bun.]
Save me from the boys, Luce? Get fucked with me.
(Lucretia glances up from where she's sitting on the floor, crossed legged and in consideration of a charcoal sketch propped up on her easel in the corner of her living room. When she registers the telltale signs of both a tray of brownies in Lup's hands and the presence of Magnus' sweater, she raises an eyebrow, amused.)
What exactly did the boys do that prompted this?
What exactly did the boys do that prompted this?
[At some point in the even, Taako accidentally ate an unconscionable amount of the trippy mushrooms and is having A Time. Lup is probably somewhere in the house, but his awareness extends to his phone and not a whole let else, right now.]
hlep
im very smal
and i have no moeny :(
hlep
im very smal
and i have no moeny :(
Hey Luce
[There's a long pause.]
I got a canister. It fucked me up.
[There's a long pause.]
I got a canister. It fucked me up.
taako got a boyfriend
like don't worry it's cool, don't text him or anything just
ugh
like don't worry it's cool, don't text him or anything just
ugh
do you have any food allergies or restrictions or anything?
Hey, you like dogs, right?
Edited 2017-11-16 23:49 (UTC)
Jumpsuits are dope until you're sitting in the public bathroom with your nips out
(The day had started out bright enough, with Beverly and Lucretia exploring the ice maze, but discovering Beverly's gift at the center of it - a picture of her and Wesley together put more of a damper on things than she'd like to admit. Feeling tired and extremely homesick, all she wants to do this evening is curl up by the fire in their rented cabin by the beach. She sits huddled on the rug in front of the fireplace with a heavy blanket around her shoulders and the picture in her hands. She smiles apologetically up at Lucretia.)
I'm sorry I'm not in a very festive mood tonight.
I'm sorry I'm not in a very festive mood tonight.
That's okay.
(Lucretia had disappeared momentarily and come back with hot chocolate for two, spiked with a bit of baileys; she passes one to Beverly as she comes to sit with her, leaning over to kiss her temple.
Beverly is still holding onto the photo like it might disappear if she lets it go. Lucretia takes a sip of her drink and leans in for a closer look.)
Can I see?
(Lucretia had disappeared momentarily and come back with hot chocolate for two, spiked with a bit of baileys; she passes one to Beverly as she comes to sit with her, leaning over to kiss her temple.
Beverly is still holding onto the photo like it might disappear if she lets it go. Lucretia takes a sip of her drink and leans in for a closer look.)
Can I see?
Can we talk? Not fight-talk, promise. I know shit's been weird but I'm not looking for an argument
[Oh hey, Lup is hollering on the other side of the door.]
Ding-dong, it's chagirl here with a surprise!
Ding-dong, it's chagirl here with a surprise!
Edited 2018-01-13 18:00 (UTC)
(Oh, hello! She hasn't had a Lup visit in a while. Lucretia opens up the door, and then points at the little white button next to the frame.)
You know I have an actual doorbell, right, you don't need to be the doorbell every time.
(She's grinning though, and she leans over to press a swift kiss hello to Lup's cheek before stepping back to let her in.) How's tricks?
You know I have an actual doorbell, right, you don't need to be the doorbell every time.
(She's grinning though, and she leans over to press a swift kiss hello to Lup's cheek before stepping back to let her in.) How's tricks?
I realize this is VERY early but I need to tell you before I forget: I thought of our april fool's prank
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