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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.]

(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.

[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.

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.)

[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.

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.

[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.

(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?

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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.

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.)

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!

(Thank goodness morals still count for something.)

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

[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.

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.

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.

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?

[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.

(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.

I feel like one, shit. I'd be a great cat.

[She laughs, shaking her head at Lucretia and reaching over a slender finger to poke her leg.]

I would love to see your flip all over the place,Luce. Just the thought is amazing.

You're already part cat as it is.

(She gestures vaguely to the way Lup is sprawled across the couch, raising an eyebrow.)

Oh, you got it. With these leg muscles? (She tenses her leg against Lup's poke,) I'd be unstoppable.

[She mumbles something incomprehensible and then meows before it all dissolves into laughter.]

Hot. Better be all leather, too. Some sharp daggers. Really selling it.

[She continues to babble as they spend the rest of the evening high and happy.]

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