AUDIENCE: LUP

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[ wolf also looks tired, so that's beautiful and hilarious. Wolf leads them to the church again, shrugging off the mask and cloak as usual ] You've looked better. Sure you're up for it? [ wow that's almost concern? illegal ]

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Mmhm.

[ she ties her hair back as she comes into the church. that's - all she says? wow. ]

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... Hey... [ oh no now he's actually concerned. hm. he lifts an arm like he's going to put it on her shoulder but doesn't go through with it and just ... awkwardly has it there. hovering ] ... You alright?

[evocationary]

[ a long pause. ]

Uh - yeah. Yeah, I'm okay. The, uh - the memory stuff is getting worse. That's all. [ she clears her throat. she glances at him, and his hand, and her lips twitch, at least. ]

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[ ... lowers the hand, embarrassed. ] Worse how, exactly?

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[ she appreciates the concern, though! ]

Well - the two of us are twinsies, now, since I uh, apparently can't remember my name anymore! So that's just. Been fun. [ she can't even really make that sound like her usual flippant tone. she just leans against a pew, looking away. ]

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[ ... oh. there's a hesitant pause. ] ... Can't get you a mask, but we can always give you an animal nickname. [ he is really good at comfort. ]

[evocationary]

[ he's trying and that's what matters ]

Wolf's already taken, though! [ she huffs, absently swinging her sword. ] I guess I could be... Mongoose or something.

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[ . . . ] Mongoose?

[evocationary]

Yeah, Mongoose. You have to have heard me tell this story already to someone.

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Doesn't mean I understand it more. [ he, in fact, understands so little of the shit lup says. ] You want to stick with that?

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[ he can feel better knowing he is ABSOLUTELY not the only one ]

I don't know. It doesn't feel right. But neither does the fucking static noise that comes out of people's mouths when they say what I assume is my actual name.

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... So refrain from doing that. Got it. [ he grabs his sword since she did want this, twirling it a bit. stop showing off. it's so big. ] Think shortening your name would work?

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... Maybe? [ wolf she doesn't know what her name is

she does watch him show off though, looking bemused. ] Do you even know what my name is?

[ be nice to wolf. ]

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It's static noise, right? [ wolf, don't be a dick. ] If I call you "Lu", does it work? [ it sounds like. the lou in louie ]

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[ as cute as lu is, it's too easy.

she wrinkles her nose at the first bit, but doesn't argue because she asked for it. a beat. ]

That still sounds like static.

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Mm... [ well. the other option is "up", and that. that just doesn't work, does it. ] Could try a ... color?

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[ she nods a little at that. ]

... I like red? [ not bad, especially considering the... red robes she's currently wearing. ] Blanca suggested something star adjacent, but I'm not sure about that.

[ she swings her sword sort of angrily at the mention of blanca. ]

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Red works. [ ... he doesn't want to ask but he has said he doesn't listen in on all her conversations and, honestly, with this permanent headache, he is pointedly ignoring most conversations ] Something happen there?

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[ she wrinkles her nose. ]

... I think he forgot that his wife died, based on the conversation we had. He thinks he's married. So he - you know. Told me we're not a thing. [ angry slash. ] You don't want to listen to my drama, Wolf.

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... I don't, but it sounds like you need to vent about it anyway. [ he? admits it? he doesn't want to know because they fucked and he had to know that. that was horrible. he lifts his sword ] So vent, and try to hit me at the same time. I'll be dodging or blocking. [ she probably needs a non moving target but also she needs to Learn so ]

[evocationary]

[ oh boy. he says that, and she glances up at him, expression - strange, for just a second. appreciative? soft, definitely. ]

Yeah. Okay. [ her lips twitch. and she goes for the hitting! ] There's not much more to it. I should know better than to trip over my own feet for human boys, anyway.

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[ for a guy with a giant sword, he's pretty nimble. dodging... ] What, elf boys are better?

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[ she snorts. ]

Well, they live longer, for one thing.

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[ mobile so non icon, but wolf huffs a bit ]

That it? Trees do, too, doesn't make them good to date.

[ snark is his answer to cheering her up and I'm sorry ]