(Today's going to be interesting. This is, of course, an understatement: Lucretia had barely slept last night after receiving Taako's text letting her know of both a time and location for finally having their talk with Magnus. Nothing other than that brief sentence, just the bare bones information. She hasn't seen Taako since opening her canister and wonders if it's helped at all, if giving him the time to himself will have done anything to broach the chasm between them. She doubts it.
It's hard. She misses him so much. Magnus is much the same: it's good to be able to hang out with him, but seeing him as he is, missing memory and all? It's difficult, too. Lucretia wonders if they will ever reach a point where they can all band together again as they had in the IPRE, before– before she came in and messed it all up.
So, she doesn't sleep. She leaves the house very early the next morning hoping to distract herself with a bit of work beforehand but ends up taking a long, restless walk through Quarantine instead, watching it slowly come to life after sunrise. She stops to sketch. It's mindless work, something she can do while she waits. Eventually she drifts toward the cafe, where Taako will be, feeling about as ready for this encounter as she'll ever be (i.e hardly).
Looks like she's first to arrive. She picks a table outside and out of the way and resists the urge to order a large, strong coffee; as if she needs caffeine jitters, on top of everything else.)
time to die folks
It's hard. She misses him so much. Magnus is much the same: it's good to be able to hang out with him, but seeing him as he is, missing memory and all? It's difficult, too. Lucretia wonders if they will ever reach a point where they can all band together again as they had in the IPRE, before– before she came in and messed it all up.
So, she doesn't sleep. She leaves the house very early the next morning hoping to distract herself with a bit of work beforehand but ends up taking a long, restless walk through Quarantine instead, watching it slowly come to life after sunrise. She stops to sketch. It's mindless work, something she can do while she waits. Eventually she drifts toward the cafe, where Taako will be, feeling about as ready for this encounter as she'll ever be (i.e hardly).
Looks like she's first to arrive. She picks a table outside and out of the way and resists the urge to order a large, strong coffee; as if she needs caffeine jitters, on top of everything else.)