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[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.

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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.

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(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.

[umbrastaff]

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.

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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.

[umbrastaff]

[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.]