AUDIENCE FOR: Lup

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mostly void, partially stars.

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[evocationary]

[she wants death please just kill her

she just stops like super far from aquarius and puts her hands on her face and yells into them. muffled.]

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[they just...kind of fold their arms over their chest and stand there.

across the lawn.

staring at her.

ok.]

[evocationary]

[after a minute she comes back

and just gives them a flat look]

I haven't slept more than like two hours consistently for like four days, can you cut me some slack for being... like this.

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[they. open their mouth to say something before deciding against it.]]

Seriously, should you be up instead of napping? [they say, like they also shouldn't probably go back to bed.]

[evocationary]

I don't want to hear that from you, Mr. I'm Late Every Time You Ring My Bell.

[don't be like this you're the one who rings their bell on sundays you butt]

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Okay that is different. And I'm not always late!

[they just usually are a little late on sundays.]

[evocationary]

[sniffs.]

No, not always, I guess. [...] I'll sleep later. I just - don't, I like checking up on you guys.

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...well we like when you're resting and not driving yourself into the ground. But I get it. I probably get it way more than you think.

[evocationary]

It's not usually like this, I just - Harrow has had me freaking out all weekend. And Aikawa died, and...

[a pause.]

I don't know if you can. And it's okay if you can't or won't, but if you see Aikawa again, will you tell him I'm sorry?

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...it's been a very stressful weekend for everyone, but some people more than others. And everybody's gotta understand that.

[...there's a nod.]

If I can, I will. Of course I will. [if they can. but no questions.]

[evocationary]

[she nods a little.]

Okay. [...] Thanks, Aquarius.

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Of course. [...] Violin. You promised.

[she did not. but they could both use the distraction if they're not going to sleep.]

[evocationary]

Oh - right. Right, yeah.

[she shakes her hands out.]

I really can't do a task for a violin of my own? [a beat.] Actually, can I do a task for more tickets? I wanted to know about that.

[she'll start walking for the music room, though.]

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If I could give out items, I would. Tickets are a definite no which I get that it sucks, but that's how it goes. The violin...I'm pretty sure that's also a no as much as I want to say yes.

[but they follow.]

I know it's not the same, but too bad there isn't a way to make one in the simulation room or something.

[evocationary]

Can someone else give out items? [curiously...]

I mean, you can make them in the simulation room, you just can't... play them. [a little sigh.] This place is killing me.

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Not necessarily that. I don't know. Maybe I can ask around and figure something out. No promises.

[but they can try.]

...sorry, Lup. I know it's disappointing.

[evocationary]

Thanks for trying. That's more than enough.

[a beat.] ... Can I ask you a question about another staff member?

[as they're making their way into the music room.]

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Always.

[...h m.]

You can, but I do reserve the right not to answer if it'll either incriminate them or get my ass kicked. What is it?

[evocationary]

[snort.]

Fair enough. What do you think of Lepus?

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Like in general? [hm...] Abrasive. Pain in the ass. Difficult to handle and not always the easiest to work with.

[. . .]

But they're reliable enough. I appreciate the brutal honesty from them. If I needed a word I'd call them diligent.

[evocationary]

Okay.

[... she absently rubs at her throat.] Good to know, I guess.

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[they see that.]

...gonna tell me why, or am I guessing?

[evocationary]

Would you say they're violent, any? [she's dancing around it a bit.]

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...you know how feral animals attack when you corner them? It's like that.

[...]

Oh gods what did they do. [LEPUS!!!]

[evocationary]

[she makes a face.]

Slammed me into a wall with a knife to my throat.