AUDIENCE FOR: Lup

[guestservices]

mostly void, partially stars.

❤

Comments

[evocationary]

Ughhh. I guess.

[lays on the floor.]

[guestservices]

[there she goes. they stay on the piano bench, looking down at the puddle of lup.]

I thought you liked talking to people.

[evocationary]

I do. This is detective work. I'm lazy, you understand.

[guestservices]

I don't know if I've ever been lazy in my life, actually. [haha.]

[evocationary]

I could see it. Someone has to pick up the slack in the universe.

[guestservices]

If it's not me, then who else? And I kinda like keeping busy.

[evocationary]

Keeps all the bad thoughts out of your head. [yawn.] I feel it. I was like that.

I guess I'm still like that. Just feels uh, different, these days.

[guestservices]

I didn't say it was like that, you know. [they don't entirely deny it either though.]

How's it different?

[evocationary]

Shh. Projecting. [she hums. and then:] ... I don't know. It just feels - I've been in this circuit for, um... seven months? Nine? I don't, um. It's been a long time since I've not been in one of these or in some sort of mortal peril. So it feels... different.

[guestservices]

I also didn't say you were wrong. [. . .]

...the bad things in your head are different than your usual bad things then, and you can't exactly get away from them because the situation's still the same. So it's harder to actually know how to replace them. That kind of different?