[ She's laughing a little, smiling back at Lucretia while she gently gives Agatha a little pet. That bright smile makes Lup look a lot less like a mess, and she stands up once her friend offers the big tour, brushing back her white hair behind a long ear. ]
The kitchen is pretty cute, (she admits, and links her arm comfortably through Lup's to tug her away from Agatha and into the kitchen/dining room. It's neatly separated; there's a half wall that divides it, where Lucretia loves to stand in the mornings with her elbows up, drinking coffee and watching Beverly cook.)
Oh, before I forget– could you maybe teach me a couple of staple recipes or something? I want to be impressive.
[ Lup grins as she sees the little split situation they got going on, and leans over to peer at the kitchen with a curious smile. It was perfect for two people (who where not chefs).
Hearing her ask about recepies, Lup's smile widens even more and she grabs Lucretia's hand. ]
Definitely! I can totally set you up with some easy things.
Isn't it? Obviously Beverly has more reign over it, but– well, I'd like to know how to help out more.
(Too many times she's beat Beverly home and simply reheated leftovers, or thrown together something undoubtedly mediocre. Beverly is very nice, and eats what she makes, but Lucretia knows it isn't anything like her eating Taako or Lup's food. Far from it.)
('If you got some paper'. Geez. Lucretia takes down a cookbook from a top shelf, and flicks through it toward the back. They usually have blank pages in them for writing things down... ah ha. She passes it over to Lup, and produces a pen from the back pocket of her pants.)
Here you go. She likes pretty much everything, but maybe an emphasis on seafood?
Lup is scribbling furiously in the cookbook, crossing out some things when she writes 'a pinch of' and adds actual measurements instead, just to be clear. ]
White wine clams, Legato seafood risotto, sautéed calamari with parsley and garlic...
(She does. There's a bathroom with a tub and a cute little study where most of Lucretia's art supplies are residing. She's got an easel set up in there, mostly untouched except for what looks like a simple under sketch. The bedroom is green and vibrant and full of pot plants. Christie, the elusive second kitten, is curled possessively in the middle of the bed but she darts away through the open door the moment she spots them; Lucretia laughs.)
Anyway, that's about it. It's not as big as your house, but it's cozy.
(Also, she's genuinely so happy to be here. Might be obvious by the way she can't stop smiling, though.)
[ Lup follows along and smiles at the little study. It just makes her feel so happy inside to see how Lucretia is taking up space with everything she loves in this new home.
The bedroom is gorgeous, too, and she snickers at the fleeing kitten. ]
It's so nice, Luce. I love it.
[ She wraps one arm around her friend and leans a little against her. ]
(Lucretia in turn slings an arm around Lup's shoulders, gives her a happy squeeze.)
Thank you.
(She is happy. It's been a long time since she's felt stable and safe like this. The end of the cycles really hadn't afforded that luxury, and now that she's two years into her plan everything is so stressful, hurried. Lonely.
Speaking of.) Lup, (she ventures, glancing at her,) would... you be adverse to having a sleepover tonight?
(She doesn't really want to be by herself right now, not when she knows she'll spend the time staring at her phone and worrying.)
[ She raises a brow at that and then snaps her fingers. A chest appears, holding a toothbrush, her pyjamas and some snacks. Leomund's Secret Chest wasn't something she normally prepared in her spellbook, so it looks like Lup had already been planning this. ]
Thank you bae. (... Though, uh, she's not quite up to date on how to properly employ the term just yet.
But she's happy, beaming as the chest appears in the middle of the bedroom floor. She can always count on Lup to have her back. She reaches out to nudge the chest open with her foot, curious.) Wow. You thought of everything, huh.
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You know, you might be onto something there. I'll try anything at this point, I feel like a homewrecker.
So– (she claps her hands together,) you want the grand tour?
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Go for it! I wanna see the kitchen!
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Oh, before I forget– could you maybe teach me a couple of staple recipes or something? I want to be impressive.
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[ Lup grins as she sees the little split situation they got going on, and leans over to peer at the kitchen with a curious smile. It was perfect for two people (who where not chefs).
Hearing her ask about recepies, Lup's smile widens even more and she grabs Lucretia's hand. ]
Definitely! I can totally set you up with some easy things.
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(Too many times she's beat Beverly home and simply reheated leftovers, or thrown together something undoubtedly mediocre. Beverly is very nice, and eats what she makes, but Lucretia knows it isn't anything like her eating Taako or Lup's food. Far from it.)
That would be great, Lup.
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[ Sometimes directions just needed to be extra clear for the man who burnt spaghetti. ]
What's her favorites?
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('If you got some paper'. Geez. Lucretia takes down a cookbook from a top shelf, and flicks through it toward the back. They usually have blank pages in them for writing things down... ah ha. She passes it over to Lup, and produces a pen from the back pocket of her pants.)
Here you go. She likes pretty much everything, but maybe an emphasis on seafood?
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[ Her voice is soft and fond, and she takes the offered book and pen. ]
Seafood? Oh, I can definitely do that. Does she like clams?
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Oh, she loves them.
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Alright, that's fair. I totally walked into that one!
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For real, though. Clams are good, uh... squid is good.
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[ You started that, Lucretia.
Lup is scribbling furiously in the cookbook, crossing out some things when she writes 'a pinch of' and adds actual measurements instead, just to be clear. ]
White wine clams, Legato seafood risotto, sautéed calamari with parsley and garlic...
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(CHECK AND MATE
Lucretia watches her scribble away, feeling appropriately daunted.) Lup, you do know that sometimes I burn toast right?
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[ Lup's gonna kinkshame him about tentacles forever. ]
...and come on! If I can make recipes that makes Magnus only burn the spaghetti half of the time, I can write one that my smart girl can follow.
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(Feels good and organic to dunk on Taako all the same.)
Your trust in my skills is... heartwarming, Lup, thank you. I'll see what I can do.
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I don't take any responsibility if you burn the house down, Luce.
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(wink!)
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[She makes a little whirl of (illusory) fire around herself just to be a shit.]
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Not inside.
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[ She says with no actual disappointment behind it. Instead she takes Lucretia's hand. ]
Show me the rest of the place!
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Anyway, that's about it. It's not as big as your house, but it's cozy.
(Also, she's genuinely so happy to be here. Might be obvious by the way she can't stop smiling, though.)
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The bedroom is gorgeous, too, and she snickers at the fleeing kitten. ]
It's so nice, Luce. I love it.
[ She wraps one arm around her friend and leans a little against her. ]
I love to see you happy.
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Thank you.
(She is happy. It's been a long time since she's felt stable and safe like this. The end of the cycles really hadn't afforded that luxury, and now that she's two years into her plan everything is so stressful, hurried. Lonely.
Speaking of.) Lup, (she ventures, glancing at her,) would... you be adverse to having a sleepover tonight?
(She doesn't really want to be by herself right now, not when she knows she'll spend the time staring at her phone and worrying.)
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[ She raises a brow at that and then snaps her fingers. A chest appears, holding a toothbrush, her pyjamas and some snacks. Leomund's Secret Chest wasn't something she normally prepared in her spellbook, so it looks like Lup had already been planning this. ]
I got you, bae.
[ Please stop using the internet, Lulu. ]
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Thank you bae. (... Though, uh, she's not quite up to date on how to properly employ the term just yet.
But she's happy, beaming as the chest appears in the middle of the bedroom floor. She can always count on Lup to have her back. She reaches out to nudge the chest open with her foot, curious.) Wow. You thought of everything, huh.
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