(closed) back at it again at fantasy krispy kreme

[spellslots]

who: ipre squad
what: shenanigans, mostly soulmate shenanigans
when: september
where: ya mom's bed
warnings: #drama, also smooches and ~references~ to boning i guess


[It doesn't really matter that much, who drinks the potion first, the end result is the same: six white threads, the colour of bonds, stretching out between them. There are three that go nowhere in particular, for Merle, Davenport, and Barry, but the other three have definite ends.

Maybe there are others, too. I'm not your dad.]

Comments

[spellslots]

[Without missing a beat, he casts mage hand so it can flip her the bird. He needs his actual hands for cooking.]

If you think I'm gonna give up my secrets that easily you've got another thing coming, bubbale. You better start bribing.

[umbrastaff]

Offer one: dishes for a week.

[It was time for negotiations!]

[spellslots]

We're both wizards.

[If she isn't an unseen servant for dishes what's the point of magic.]

[umbrastaff]

Spellslots, Taako.

[Eye roll.]

[spellslots]

We have seriously gotta get you leveled up, let's go fight some shit in the forest next week.

[As much as he enjoys being the More Powerful Wizard, it'd be good to make sure Lup can protect herself.]

[umbrastaff]

Hey, I'm about to be super fucking powerful!

[Y'know, lichness.]

But until then, fuck yeah.

[spellslots]

Doesn't count 'til you actually do it.

[He made his peace with the lich thing a long time ago, but sometimes worry still curls in his chest.]

[umbrastaff]

Fair.

[Shrug.]

Just how fucking powerful are you right now?

[spellslots]

I got feeblemind and power word stun under my belt, so like - pretty fucking powerful.

[Those are some nasty-ass spells.]

[umbrastaff]

[Things that makes Lup excited: this.]

Oooh shit, I definitely want to see you fuck something up with those!

[spellslots]

Find me someone I can fuck up without like, the cops getting on my dick, and you got yourself a goddamn show.

[He hasn't done a murder for six months??? What a dry spell.]

[umbrastaff]

Monsters. In the forest.

[No people murders unless they attack you first, you weird kinkster.]

Or the Dodger guy.

[spellslots]

Monsters don't count and you know it.

[It's different???]

I haven't seen that dickweed for like two months and I'm fucking happy leaving it that way.

[umbrastaff]

Well you gotta wait for some true ass-shits to show up, then.

[Taako why are you like this.]

I still want to rip his balls out through his ears.

[spellslots]

I'd pay actual money for Jerkins to show up here.

[Who Lup doesn't know, but - still. God it's fun to wreck Jenkin's shit.]

He'll get what's coming to him eventually. Doesn't need to be us.

[The further they are from Dodger, the better, no matter how much they'd like revenge.]

[umbrastaff]

I know, don't worry. I'm not gonna go after him or anything.

[She catches the last egg yolks and puts the bowl down to hand him the almond meal.]

This place seems unusually calm for what we're used to, though. Kind of like the beach planet but with less beach and more people.

[spellslots]

[A little tension drains from his shoulders with that reassurance, and he accepts the almond meal easily, getting back to this whole cooking thing.]

Listen, I get where you're coming from, but I'm fucking exhausted.

[There's no Light to track down, no tasks to complete, no Hunger to prepare for, but he's been through the emotional wringer in this place and it's hard to compare it to beach planet, when that's the case.]

[umbrastaff]

No, I get you. Less outside fuckery, more family drama.

[She had to be the RESPONSIBLE ONE, how fucking terrifying wasn't that? (That's what she's going to say was the hart part, okay.)

Lup finds a whisk in a drawer and hands that over as well, and then laces her fingers through the bonds once more. Just to feel them.]

So what flavor are you going for?

[spellslots]

It's a whole lotta horseshit.

[But he doesn't really feel like starting a big ol' discussion about that, so he's happy to take her next question and run with it.]

So - there's this herb here that kinda tastes like lavender, but it's a little more full bodied? Gonna see how it goes with a blueberry macaron, see if the flavors balance well or if I gotta try something more subtle.

[umbrastaff]

[Lup happily drops it and starts looking for food coloring to tint the macarons.]

Shit, that sounds good! Lavender-y with blueberry... purple or blue for that?

[spellslots]

If you get blue and red I can make the shells blue and the filling purple, that'll work.

[umbrastaff]

Damn, that sounds like it would be pretty. Maybe some shimmer, too...

[She hands over the blue and red coloring and then goes for shimmer as well.]

...hey, Koko? Do you think the others will show up here as well?

[spellslots]

[That nickname always makes him a little nervous when she drops it in casual conversation, since it means there's Serious Discussion coming, but... this is fine.]

I dunno, bubbale. We've got like, what? One of us every couple months, maybe it'll keep happening. [And then, because he has a feeling he can guess where this is coming from, Taako actually pauses what he's doing to look at Lup.] Do you miss him?

[umbrastaff]

[It was, for once, not a chaotic serious-serious thing. Instead she places the edible shimmer on the side and shrugs a little bit.]

...it's weird, right? It's only been like... two months and I'm used to waiting for him up to a whole year whenever he got his stupid denim ass killed.

[Lup makes herself comfortable on the counter again, moving her egg bowl so it doesn't fall over.]

I guess I kinda want to show Barry this place? Merle and our illustrious captain, too... it's like one of those cycles when only half of us lived and now we're stacking up experiences to bombard them with once they come back.

[spellslots]

[Macarons can definitely wait; Taako wanders closer so his hip is resting against Lup's knee, reaching out to lightly bop her on the nose.]

It's not like, that weird. When one of us bit it, we always knew how long we had to wait, right? Even if it was gonna be eleven fucking months we still knew, but we've got no fucking idea here. They could show up tomorrow, could show up in a couple years after we've gone, it's the not knowing, right? That's what's got you fucked up?