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[scholiast]

I know. We used to do this all the time!

(All the cycles they had argued with Davenport to be allowed a night or two off during a particularly stressful week so they could all huddle up and hot box somebody's room together. The bliss of relaxing amongst friends; friends who became best friends, then family, then something different altogether. Bonds so tight Lucretia couldn't find the words to describe them, not even for her journals. She misses that closeness with a horrible, cloying ache in her chest.)

[umbrastaff]

We're gonna do it again. Drag everyone together, and the friends we've made here and just get absolutely baked. Taako and I will make a load of muchies and we can watch some movies.

[Lup is grinning, putting the last pieces of her piece in her mouth.]

Our living room still smells like weed, though. Should have picked Taako's room.

[Or the empty one. Lucretia's.]

[scholiast]

That sounds like fun. I– hmm, I'd offer to bring Beverly, but she's a doctor so she might disagree with everything on principle.

(She lets her head tip back against the couch again, closing her eyes. If this brownie could hit, like, soon, that'd be just dandy.)

Use my old room– designated smoke house. Has Magnus moved in there yet? He was being weird about it the other day.

[umbrastaff]

Eugh, why do you guys try out the lawful types? First Taako gives me a fucking heart attack with dating a cop and now you? I'm so insulted.

[She says while smiling. Lup is more than happy for Lucretia, honestly.]

I...uh... haven't a clue, honestly. I mean, I see him at breakfast all the time but I haven't checked if his stuff is there. He sometimes sleeps in Taako's bed and I try to get in there and draw on him.

[Shrug.]

They're happy, I think? I just hope they remember their old shit year so they don't fuck something up between them again. I swear I will choke them both in that case.

[scholiast]

To be fair I think it's more in my wheelhouse to date a lawful type. Authority turns me on.

(is she joking it's so hard to tell)

Yeah, I know what you mean. I... (She just remembers talking to Magnus about this during the cycles almost like it was yesterday.) I'm going to talk to him about it. Magnus I mean. Taako too, actually, if I can get the stones to try to tell him what to do with his life.

[umbrastaff]

Ew.

[They're getting turnt, who the fuck even knows.]

Mm, that sounds like a good idea. This family has enough drama without adding that to the mix.

[She just wants them to be happy, but happy is damn complicated with them.]

[scholiast]

You asked.

(But now she's laughing, stretching her legs out in front of her.)

No kidding. Are we ever gonna get off of this bullshit, Lup.

[umbrastaff]

Pretty sure we're gonna need a cycle to shake it off completely, Luce. But what is that, in the big picture of things?

[She shrugs.]

We're family. A hundred years is stronger than mistakes.

[It's half true. Taako is still changed, still walled up inside and rough. Lucretia destroyed him, but Lucretia could help bringing him back, too. Even if he never forgave her.]

[scholiast]

(Lucretia nods slowly. She privately thinks that it may take a lot longer than a cycle for Taako; she wishes she could pry him apart and put him back together with both her hands but knows that her messing about is exactly what landed them here in the first place. She's still trying to wrap her head around knowing there's nothing she can do to get Taako to come around. She just has to wait, and be patient with him, no matter how much it hurts.)

I don't want to talk about this.

(She says eventually, with a big huff,) no way am I getting high and sad, Lup. So help me I'll cry all over you if I do.

[umbrastaff]

[One cycle, ten cycles. Maybe he would never fully forgive her, but that was okay.

It was just the stupid button pressing that needed to fucking stop.

Still, she's happy to drop the subject, laughing at the threat of getting cried on as she breaks off another piece of the non-weed brownies.]

Like that would be any different from any other times we get high, Luce. Magnus and I cried about the Starblaster possibly being sentient and never had tried ice cream.

[scholiast]

Yeah, but I'd rather it be that kind of a cry than a 'Taako won't ever forgive me and I am desperately miserable about it all the fucking time' kind of cry, so. Indulge me.

(She does big air quotes around that last bit, then helps herself to half of another weed brownie because she doesn't care about anything any more. Probably because the first one is kicking in.)

[umbrastaff]

[She wants to say more, but the brownie is kicking in for her as well, so Lup just ends up grinning instead.]

Hey I didn't ask but how's the job going? You nerding it up?

[Like Lup didn't spend an awful lot of time in the libraries.]

Betcha gonna need glasses full time like Barry.

[scholiast]

I do need glasses full time! I'm not wearing them because Beverly's fixing up my prescription for me.

(Lucretia kicks her feet out in front of her with a sigh, sliding down into the couch as if she doesn't have a care in the world.)

But yeah, I am nerding it right up. I love it, Lup, I get to do my own thing... pick my own research topics, take trips... it's great.

[umbrastaff]

[Oh right, she got old.]

Did you know there are people that put little plastic pieces in their eyes that makes them see without glasses? Wild, right?

[It sounds super freaky to her, putting things in your eyeballs.]

...but maaan, I'm so happy for you, Luce. My favorite gal, all in her element.

[scholiast]

(How things like this still manage to surprise Lucretia, she'll never know.)

Ew, what? Really? I'll stick with just glasses, thanks. (Nooooo thank you.)

Thanks. Hey– how's the patisserie going?

[umbrastaff]

I know, right?

[She giggles, and then rubs her face a little bit.]

Shit, it's going good! We've got some steady customers that make orders.

[Her smile widens into a smirk.]

...we should sell edibles.

[scholiast]

No, you shouldn't. At least, not without making sure people are one hundred percent aware that they are buying edibles.

(She can see this going so horribly, horribly wrong.)

[umbrastaff]

Where's the fun in that?

[But nah she's not into drugging people non-consensually, thank you.]

I'll make weed leaves in confectionary sugar on top of them. People can order baked goods to bet baked!

[scholiast]

(Thank goodness morals still count for something.)

You know, that's not a terrible idea. People would probably dig that kind of service, Lup.

[umbrastaff]

[Only assholes get to be surprise high, okay.]

Yeaaaaah, I bet they would! I should talk to Taako about it, maybe we can pay the weed farmer with cupcakes again... and set up a business.

[scholiast]

A shady little side venture, huh? So it's business as usual for you two, then.

(She chuckles.) I'm being dismissive but honestly, I'll probably become a regular pretty quick.

[umbrastaff]

Luce, the moment Taako and I do not have some shady side venture, please run an exorcism because we're definitely possessed.

[She snorts.]

...what, like you're not already? I mean, I don't get paid in money but cha girl will always hit you up with samples for your company.

[scholiast]

I'll make note of it.

Oh, fantastic. (Honestly, she's at a point where the idea of a steady supply of weed makes her feel relaxed by osmosis.) I'm not going to lie Lup: I could use a bit of extra relaxation. Get out of my fucking head for once, you know?

[umbrastaff]

[By now, Lup has kind of melted into the couch, enjoying how comfy it was. Every muscle in her body felt relaxed, and she's grinning as Lucretia speaks.]

Mm, that's exactly what this is foooor~! I have great fucking ideas to get you all not thinking for once, right? Pull you out of the shit and into just feeling smooth.

[scholiast]

(Yes, she's starting to feel deliciously light-headed. Lup's lazy grin makes her laugh.)

You look like the cat that got the cream, (she points out, and yawns, resting her hands on top of her stomach contentedly.) And I'm all for that Lu, seriously. I'm so tired of thinking all the time. In the next life I'm going to be a, a– rogue, or something.