guestservices | AUDIENCE FOR: Lup

I'll be working off of this rush for at least a few days.

... Maybe that's what it was. Purpose. That I was looking for. A direction.

Then...I'm quite happy you've found it. If it will help you carry yourself forward, then...

[they trail off, leaving it sort of open-ended. maybe they just don't want to assign anything to it.]

[she hums, and then...]

Are we ever going to get to learn about all of you?

[a strange question.]

You shouldn't want to, really. That isn't the priority.

I can multitask.

Unless it's going to get you in trouble. Normally I'd be a rebellious uh, punk, but I don't like putting people in danger with it.

Which makes sense considering what's transpired over the weekend. [...]

...all I can ask is that you take care of yourself first. You cannot rely on getting to know us.

[she watches them for a moment, expression somber.]

I can't rely on it. I know. The NPCs can't always be your friends. [she says, pulling herself up to sit.] Uh, I think I maybe get it the most.

What if I get to know you uh, incidentally? I just have a lot of complaints, you know.

[that's an interesting way of putting it. and they still have a job, after all.]

...what are your new complaints, Miss Lup?

My newest complaint is that my entire body hurts.

[this is a little lighter, half a joke.]

Understandably so, seeing how you refused to rest during today's events.

[they sound a little stressed about this, actually.]

I truly hope you've finished moving around for the evening.

[look sometimes you have to do extreme sleuthing even though a twink stabbed you]

For tonight, sure. [a little cough.] ... Do you have any healing left? Vulpecula told me you can do it.

[...ah...]

...yes. I have one left for the week, but you would have to complete a task for me to apply it.

What kind of task? [exhausted...]

Nothing arduous...it's simply meant to be an exchange.

Okay, well. Hit me then, I guess.

If I can't do it, I can't do it. But I'd like - look, being carried? It's great! Real fun, for the first few times, and then uh, you can't get up the stairs and you look like a dingus and so uh, you have to suck it up. And do the lack of pride thing.

...unfortunately you have to accept the healing first, and then the task will be given to you. I cannot tell you what it is before that.

That's... that's uh, fine?

Does the healing like, go away, if I don't do it?

Yes. If it's not completed in seven days it will essentially undo itself.

[that's the funniest thing in the world it's like (ring voice) SEVEN DAAAYS... and then your side explodes]

Okay. Well. I'll take that risk. Can you like, try to make sure it doesn't fuck me entirely?

I'll do my best.

[but finally they leave the doorway and begin making their way toward her bed. once they're there, they linger for a few moments before they hold out their hand. a soft light washes over her, a warmth following that blankets her as she feels her injuries begin to heal.

as the light fades, she'll find her injuries have healed to the point of scarring and a bit of tenderness/soreness she'll need to still rest for.]

...how's that?

[ohhh, that's so nice. she immediately goes boneless into the blankets.]

Hmmgghpghh. [sounds like it's good! sounds like she is enjoying this.]

[there's a huff. yeah, okay, fair. there's your healing...]

Alright then. [they step back just a little then to give her room.]

Your task...make yourself emotionally vulnerable for two people. A bit of humility, if you would.

[so yes, about that lack of pride thing...]

[a

long pause]

Fuck.

I would advise you attend to this sooner than the allotted seven days, but you do have that long.

[she groans and slides off the bed halfway like a slug.]

Why sooner.

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