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[scholiast]

(Aw, Lup. Lucretia gives her a tiny, sympathetic smile.)

I mean, yeah– I'd love to walk you through ny current work project. But would you really be able to sit still and listen for that long?

[umbrastaff]

[She sighs but nods.]

...well, yeah. If it's you I'd give it a shot, at least.

[scholiast]

(Always the flatterer.)

I'm only kidding. You don't have to sit through a lecture, Lup, I can do a cliff notes version.

[umbrastaff]

I knew there was a reason I loved you!

[scholiast]

You know it.

Hey, actually- would I be able to ask you some questions for that? It's, um, a personal project about the way various magic users here conduct their craft...

(Something seems to occur to her suddenly, and she nearly knocks her mug over as she reaches for her journal on her bedside table to write something down on a fresh page. It's nearly full.)

[umbrastaff]

Yeah, sure! Lemme pay and I'll come home. We can talk and steal Taako's cookies.

[It felt really nice and normal to see Lucretia write, notes and journals and words all over.]

[scholiast]

Okay.

(She snaps her book shut, and gives Lup a crooked little grin.)

I'm so glad we're living together again, Lup. I can never find Taako's secret stashes.

[umbrastaff]

[She snorts at that and gives Lucretia a grin.]

You just gotta know how he's thinking! I'll be back in a moment, okay?

[Then she shuts the phone off for a while, pays for her clothes and heads back home.

Stepping inside, she drops her bag of clothes on the floor and goes to find her favorite book dragon.]

Hi, nerd!

[scholiast]

I think it's for the best if I never know what Taako's thinking.

(When Lup gets home she's just in time to find Lucretia doodling absentmindedly in her journal, one foot tapping to unheard music: at the sound of her door opening, she looks up, and rolls her eyes in greeting.)

Rude. How was your shopping trip?

[umbrastaff]

[Lup grins and twirls around in her flame-patterned 'this bitch is lit'-t-shirt.]

Pretty damn nice, right? Here, i got some stuff for you as well.

[She hurries back to grab the bag and then heads over to Lucretia again, pulling out the two shirts she showed before, as well as an other one.]

We'll match!

[scholiast]

(She sits up properly, marking her page with her pen and setting her journal aside.

The shirt makes her snort.)

Uh, surely reading should never be lit? But thank you, Lup.

[umbrastaff]

[She casts Minor Illusion and Prestidigitation to make an image of a book made of flames. Just because.]

See? Totally lit.

[She picks up the last piece of clothing in the bag, unfolding it with a bright smile.]

This was fucking expensive but it's perfect.

[scholiast]

Or– maybe lit as in literature? (She's absentmindedly folding the shirt, and when she looks up she does a big, proper smile.)

That's gorgeous, Lup. For anything in particular?

[umbrastaff]

I dunno, 'this girl is literature' makes no sense.

[Lup twirls the dress around with a grin.]

Nah, I saw it and I knew I had to get it. This place is party central, and one day there's gonna be one that's not sweaty dancing and booze-related.

[scholiast]

... I meant my shirt. Because– never mind.

(She can't be bothered.)

Oh, that's quite sensible, actually. Maybe I should get something a little more presentable, too. (She's in her sensible jeans and t-shirt combo as per usual, but hey. She's comfy!)

[umbrastaff]

See, I plan ahead!

[No you don't, Lup.]

I should show you the store I was in, they had some nice dresses there. Without slogans.

[The Taako twins apparently have full reign of her bed, as Lup plops down on it.]

Now I think I'm ready to give you my full attention.

[scholiast]

No you don't, Lup.

(The Taaco twins have always had full reign of her everything, to be honest. Lucretia shifts over to give her more space, and taps the cover of her journal with her fingers.)

Cool. Um, well. I mean, most of my notes are at work, so I can't really show you everything, but you can always stop by my office some day if you like.

[umbrastaff]

[She smiles at Lucretia and nods a little bit.]

I was gonna head there eventually to check it out, so you can show me all your stuff.

[scholiast]

(She's actually so excited about this Lup you have no idea. She's been wanting to show off her work for a while now.)

Alright! It's still a work in progress, but the time I'm finished I should have a small compendium about the different types of magics performed here.

[umbrastaff]

[Oh, she can imagine - and frankly she loves to see her nerds all excited about their work. It's all worth sitting still and listening to.]

That's pretty dope. There's gotta be so much.

[scholiast]

I know. Isn't it great?

I've nearly finished surveying my coworkers... and I'm teaching somebody how to use magic and taking notes on that, too.

[umbrastaff]

Oh my gosh, you have your very own apprentice? That's adorable!

[scholiast]

Um, yes!

(He's over two thousand years old.)

As of just the other day, he now knows prestidigitation.

[umbrastaff]

Really? That's pretty impressive, Lucretia. I always wondered if magic worked similarly in other worlds, and if that means the people here can learn.

[She taps her chin a bit.]

... there are two brothers here that do some strange version of transmutation that they don't even consider to be magic.

[scholiast]

I thought about exploring that too, but that might be a side project all of its own.

(Maybe that will go on the to-do list. Who knows.)

... Huh. Have you spoken to them about it?