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[restinglichface]

You, Lucretia, totally went jumping off the side of the Starblaster butt naked. [Oh, it doesn't matter if Lucretia said the word or not, she planted the imagery there in Lup's head and now she's never going to live it down. Damn her mystery, Lup has already filled in the blanks and refuses to accept any other version of this Mad Lib.

Lup's only laughs harder when she gets flipped off, practically cackling by now, eventually having to slide an arm around her stomach while she doubles over, struggling to catch her breath. There's stray tears running down her face and when even she knows it's gotten to a ridiculous point, Lup puts a hand over her own mouth, like she's trying to suffocate her laughter out. Eventually, as difficult as it is, she's left to just some small giggling, no quite able to stop it completely.]

I may have some dumb deaths, but at least I wasn't totally nude for any of them. [She quickly pauses, eyes flicking up in a contemplative look.] Wait, that's right, isn't it? I didn't-- Yeah, no, zero naked deaths for this chick.

[scholiast]

Yeah, but I'm not the only one who has! (Lucretia can feel her ears getting hot as Lup cackles away, and resists the urge to set the bottle down so she can press her hands over her face and hide herself from view. This is too much. To be laughed at in this way after sharing her most embarrassing death! Unforgivable.)

Stop, oh my god, (she whines when Lup doubles over, giving her shoulder a shove with her fingertips but Lup carries on regardless for the better half of a minute; honestly, the sight of her doubled up like that, hand over her mouth makes Lucretia struggle to keep a smile off her face. It's extremely stupid. It's just what she needed, after everything that had already happened today.

Eventually she stops, and Lucretia tries to school herself into a deeply unimpressed sort of expression, one she doesn't quite nail because she is still very flustered.) Yeah, at least for– for now. You never know what the future will bring.

[restinglichface]

Pretty sure you're the only one who died doing it though! That's gotta count for a little more. [Lucretia's attempts to get her to stop laughing are just priceless, especially that unimpressed expression that just barely misses it's mark. Each shove and scowl just continue to draw the last lingering laughs from her, until Lup is left wiping tears from her face, smiling so wide her face hurts.

For her part, Lup tries not to think about how very uncertain her own future is, wondering where she could be and if she'll ever have the chance to do something utterly embarrassing for the rest of the group to laugh at again. Instead, she tips her head backwards against the back of the couch and drags Lucretia closer, squeezing the other woman's arm softly. Not quite an apology, she's not going to apologize for laughing at something that deserved to be laughed at, but something kind and appreciative.

She hates to see Lucretia trapped with the rest of them in Hadriel, but she's so grateful to have her.]

Hey, [she makes a swipe for the bottle back] Up for a little art yet?