AUDIENCE FOR: Lup

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mostly void, partially stars.

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week 2, monday

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[re: WHY THIS AGAIN]

I truly wish I knew why any of this was happening.

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i about broke a mirror
this is not how i wanted to look today!

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Do you suppose it's only temporary?

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it better fucking be!

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Calm yourself, Miss Lup.
How terrible is it now?

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its
the whole

[after a long moment, she comes back from looking in the mirror.]

its the whole thing
with the lava and hte
fuck

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...it will pass.
It isn't permanent.
It isn't you anymore.

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i know
its fine

can you come get food with me
im hungry this is a complaint
or it can be a tip i dont care

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...I can act as company.
Where shall I meet you?

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kitchen

[she'll be there!]

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[well. after a few minutes, they will enter the kitchen. their steps are tentative, but they stop nearby.]

...hello.

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Hi.

[she says, over her shoulder, terse. she's just this, at the moment, her hood up and her robes pulled close as she looks into the fridge.]

What do you want to eat.

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[...]

I suppose now is a terrible time to tell you I don't have much of an appetite. [but they look into the fridge over her shoulder, claws tapping on the door idly.]

Something challenging, maybe. [to keep her busy. to distract her. to help redirect her thoughts from the terrors of her form right now.]

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[looks

at the claws]

You should probably eat anyway. [she mutters, and it's unclear if it's to them or her.] Okay. Challenging it is.

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[tiptap.]

Yeah, maybe. [they will concede with that.] We both should probably boost our strength. Shall I...?

[...help? move out of the way? what are they meant to do here.]

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Um. [she holds the fridge door for a long moment. give her a second to stop disassociating.]

Help. [she says, after a moment, and then she clears her throat and stares at the claws for a long moment before shaking her head.] I mean - okay. Go get me some flour.

[she's going to grab eggs.]

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[eggy. but they pull away from the fridge, drifting off to go get flour and trying not to puncture a hole in the bag.]

What are we making then?

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I think baking something. [she says, distracted.] I'm not the, uh, the baker, but I can do... cinnamon rolls. Those work.

[she pushes her hair out of her face and brings the eggs to the counter. while gemini brings the flour over, she gets caught up in touching her face with one hand, tracing the length of the glasgow lava.]

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[they are unsuccessful at not puncturing a hole in the bag, but they're quick to cover it so flour doesn't go everywhere.

on the other hand, once they set the flour down they're reaching forward to kind of softly push her hand away from her face.]

It's not the same, Lup. It's temporary.

[it's a reminder more than anything.]

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[gemini your claws sdkjksd

she startles, when they touch her, but it's not a bad startle. just her coming back to herself. she drags in a breath.]

... No, um. I know. Thank you. [she says after a moment. for just a second, she brings a hand up to touch theirs. her fingers are warm. not because of the lava, but because she's alive. she got her body back. alive, alive, alive.]

Did - did you put a hole in the flour?

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[they don't pull away, but she'll get the sense their hand is also a normal temperature, and perhaps a little rough under the gloves. monstersonas, you know?

alive and well, as they say.

except they are looking at this bag of flour and the entire vibe is discontent. ]

It wasn't like I did it on purpose. [help. ]

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[okay, but it makes her laugh - it's a little shaky, in that i am distress way, but it's a laugh, and she eases just the slightest bit after.]

Hmm. Trying to sabotage my baking, I see how it is. [she says. she pulls her hand away after a moment.] Maybe you should be in charge of the less breakable stuff.

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[it's something. even just a little bit is something better than before.]

Oh, so I suppose the eggs are out as well then. [haha.] ...I'm getting used to them. It's simply a matter of being careful.

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Maybe! The eggs are supposed to be broken. Just maybe not all the shells.

[she will do the eggs.] I had a friend who had to get used to the claws, too. It'll take some doing.

... It's only a week.

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I suppose if the shells made their way into the mix I could just scoop them out.

[but they will let lup do it herself.]

It is only a week. [...but.] How did they get used to them?