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[umbrastaff]

I already freaked out Rin so bad that he looked ready to stab me.

[She sounds rather flippant about it, which was an obvious cue to it bothering her.

Lup stops at a page, eyes it a bit and then puts the book back.]

Maybe? I mean, he doesn't have any that would bother me personally, so I think I'm just safe since I'm pretty much the queen of the dead right now.

[She floats over and hangs over Lucretia with a smile.]

Am I your personal ghost, Luce? Maybe I am? Maybe I went home and this is just an echo of me, come to judge your book choices.

[scholiast]

Rin freaked out?

(Surely he would be more knowledgeable about liches than most? Lucretia frowns.) How come?

(She can tell it's bothering her, so she's gonna attempt to make Lup open up about it. She grins fleetingly when Lup comes floating over, craning her neck to spot which book Lup had put back on the shelf.)

I think you are the personal ghost of all of us, (she teases,) and judge all you want because that is not my book. I'm just borrowing it.

[umbrastaff]

Yeah. I... don't really blame him, but he got freaked out, then he got mad that I was there for him freaking out? Then defensive... and mad again when I explained that Barry is a necromancer. I think he's got something personal going on there.

[She shrugs and floats a little higher so she can be over Lucretia like a cloud.]

I kinda dig that title. 'Lup, Personal Ghost'. Also fifteen moneys on you getting them from Bevvy.

[scholiast]

Wow, alright. (INTERESTING. HIGHLY INTERESTING.) I don't think I've ever seen him be anything other than annoyingly playful before.

(So she does: a little red cloud. Lucretia reaches up to poke her through the midriff.)

I shall make you business cards. Also fifteen– who are you even betting with? Of course they're from Beverly.

[umbrastaff]

It was pretty interesting, even if i feel kinda bad. I like it when he schmoozes for me.

[She's laughing at the 'tickling', sticking out an illusory fire tongue in return.]

Awesome. I'll hold you too that. [She grins again.] Awww, it's so cuuuute I'd throw up from sap if I had a stomach.

[scholiast]

Well I don't, so maybe you can tell him you'll take my share of the schmooze.

(Lucretia chuckles, and gives her another ineffectual prod.)

Hey, you've had your disgusting couple time. Now it's my turn.

[umbrastaff]

Duly noted.

[She gives Lucretia a ghostly thumbs up - and then prods back with mage hand, because she's such an adult.]

Okay, that's fair. At least you're not stuck on a small ship with your bae.

[Please stop teaching her modern words.]

[scholiast]

(Bae... as in 'Baeverly', or...???? If true, it is extremely bad.)

Mmmm... (Lucretia hums, frowning.) Three out of ten. I've heard worse from you.

[umbrastaff]

[Lucretia plz.]

That wasn't even a dig! Shit, that's the worst score I've ever had!

[scholiast]

Wasn't it?

(She chuckles.) I just said that you've had worse, dummy. You can come back from a three, I believe in you.

[umbrastaff]

True, I can't help that our chronicler isn't up to date with the new lingo!

[She grins and whips up her phone with mage hand to show Lucretia Riverview's version of Urban Dictionary.]

[scholiast]

(She sticks her tongue out at Lup, then takes the phone to scroll through the definition, her brow furrowed.)

Oh. Okay.

(She sighs, and hands it back.) She's– I mean, she's not my bae, Lup. If it truly does stand for 'before anyone else', then you are my bae. All of you are. You are all my baes.

[umbrastaff]

Shit, Luce. You're gonna make me cry from sappiness.

[Her smile softens.]

I think we're kinda in a group of our own, right? Baeeftipre. Before anyone else except for the IPRE.

[scholiast]

Eugh, don't cry.

(She's smiling though, pleased with herself.)

Yeah, I know what you mean. I... it's a hard thing to explain. The connection, I mean.

[umbrastaff]

I will cry ghost tears on your face, Luce. Don't tempt me!

[Lup floats closer, but instead she just 'leans' to Lucretia.]

Family is one, but it's more? Soulmates is a good word.

[scholiast]

Soulmates feels... (she gestures vaguely, then makes a face,) romantic, I guess?

I know it can be platonic, but I've always associated it with romance novels.

[umbrastaff]

Hmmm, you're right.

[She shrugs again.]

Family works for me. We never had one ourselves, so we obviously picked the best.

[scholiast]

Yeah.

(Family is nice. Lucretia's missed having one.)

Though uh, probably not Barry in your case, huh.

[umbrastaff]

Well, he kinda is family only in a completely different way? Like, we turned to liches together, it seems kinda more than normal marriage.

[Lup grins, looking amused.]

So we have two dads, a little sister and brother, Taako and the weird married couple.

[scholiast]

Are you allowed to call it marriage if none of us were invited to the wedding?

(the disrepect!)

[umbrastaff]

Psh, as if we'd ever have a real marriage thing without you as my maid of honor.

[It feels kinda weird to talk about it, though. Like... it wasn't anything she had ever thought in her youth.

Fuck, she still found it more impossible than this lich shit.

But if...]

[scholiast]

(She chuckles, gaze soft.)

I almost can't imagine you having a 'real marriage thing', but I'm honoured to be hypothetically included.

[umbrastaff]

I know, right? It's like... weird to put a ring on it. Like that would make our love better or something.

[She shrugs, smiling.]

...and while I love him like a fuckton much, I'm not gonna be Lup Bluejeans.

[scholiast]

Lup and Barry BJ.

(Lucretia cannot keep a straight face for even a second. She has to raise a fist to cover her smile)

Wow. It's terrible.

[umbrastaff]

Luce. Luce. That's the worst thing I've ever heard and you can't even mercy kill me.

[Groooooooaaaaaan.]