AUDIENCE FOR: Lup

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mostly void, partially stars.

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Comments

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mmhm
u git ut
were u woorrriiiiied

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Not as much as some of the others.

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hmmm
i dont eliev u

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I suppose you don’t have to, if you don’t want to.
It’s a shame about that scar, though I suppose it will be threatening.

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[a long pause, and then:]

i hate it

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Ah.
Why?

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self conscious bout the way i lok but not for ths rsons ud think

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Well, you were very

… I am sorry, Miss Lup.
You must have been through quite a lot. I’ve heard those excursions are grueling even without injuries that hurt you beyond the physical.

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very hwht

ziixi disntegrated and taako got mauled by tiger
and i might not save somthinone tongiht
and i thought i was gonna be rarth wrath again

this week sucks
i wann go home

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… I know it doesn’t help any, but those things weren’t real.
I’m sure Ziixi is alright.
And - Taako, at least, certainly is fine.



…..and.
Even if you don’t save someone, anyway….
, someone told me once that they believed it was important no matter what that they tried. It matters.
A hard philosophy to emulate, maybe, but a good one nonetheless.

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zixi
fingrs broken i cnat type


ill be more optimistic in the monrng

can i ask u domthing
something

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Zixi, then.

You may.

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do you
have you ever felt like the third
like there's two and
you're there too

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[ there’s a long pause. ]

Often.


Why do you ask?

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i feel like that
ts kind of patehtic i think
for me

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…. Do you want to talk about it?

[ and after a pause. ]

… I can come to you, so you don’t have to type.

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ok
im in my room

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[ a moment or two later, there’s a polite knock at the door.


…..

And then a pause, and then the shadows appear and Orion steps into her room. they keep their distance for the moment, but greet maybe quieter than usual: ] Good evening.

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[she's curled up on her bed, hugging a pillow. her head is swimming a bit after sitting up to type, so her eyes are closed - she startles a little when orion speaks, and then:]

Hey, bud. [she sighs it out.]

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[ this mod covers her in a blanket. Orion does not, though, hesitating for a moment before they come a little closer.

there’s another pause. ]

…hello. [ before they fold their hands in front of themselves. ] This does seem better than typing.

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[she's a little muffled and out of it, but she's trying.]

Just a little. [she doesn't move much.] Moving hurts. Sorry.

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… there’s no need to apologize.

[ a little awkwardly, they shift and then make their way over fully. ]

So… being a “third”.

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[a long, slow sigh.]

It's dumb. I'm dumb. I'm a strong independent elf. [she's really just saying whatever comes to mind.]

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You aren't dumb.

[ ... ] I don't think it's an unnatural feeling for anyone to have. Everyone wants to belong, don't they...? No matter how large or small the amount of people involved.

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I'm always Taako's first choice. [she mumbles.]

But everywhere else - everywhere else. I'm Wrath. I'm Phoenix, I'm Aerith, I'm someone else's Lup. [silence, and then:] I haven't felt like I belong anywhere since before the station. It's a new feeling.

[she doesn't like insecurity, actually! it sucks!]