[Lup doesn't drag the other woman in for a strong hug, doesn't cradle her like a child, but she does slide close enough for their thighs to touch, for the elf's hand to slip over Kate's. It's the barest of touches compared to what someone like Drake would do, but even without fulling knowing just how bad the situation is, Lup knows Kate will appreciate this so much more than a bunch of tears or dramatics. That isn't what she came to Lup for.]
Wanna tell me who left? Or just play it vague? I'm chill either way. Don't wanna pry if you aren't feelin' it.
[On one hand, Lup gets it. Folks popping in and out of Hadriel without notice is exhausting. She hates losing these deep connections she's made, hates just waking up one day and finding someone she's talked to almost daily for the last two years to just be gone. But there's also the part of her who's had more than enough practice with this, over a hundred years of meeting amazing people only to lose them at the end of the year. She thinks it makes all of this easier to handle, thinks it may make her a little more immune.
Lup will find out soon enough how wrong that is. But that's a future problem.
Today is all about Kate, about being there for her friend.]
We can chat about it or just get trashed. Or both, I'm not picky. Whatever you want, babe.
( It's so easy to believe that it will hurt less the more you get used to it. So easy to think that, after years of dealing with Hadriel's particular brand of ripping loved ones out of your life, it won't hurt after a while. And part of Kate, that part which holds onto the guilt of her brother's death, scoffs at the pain she feels, as though none of the losses she's suffered here should ever compare to Marc's death.
And, had it been anyone else who disappeared, Kate might have agreed with it. She might have been able to shrug it off with a few nights drinking and distraction, but losing Ignis was never going to be that simple, especially now, when bits of him are so completely woven into every part of her day. Visits and thoughts, messages, meals, bits and pieces scattered around her house and the awareness that some of her own clothes are stashed somewhere in his apartment.
She'll have to get them, eventually. Or maybe just leave them to whatever eventual changes happen, find something new in the stores. )
Drink. ( Look, she is never letting go of this bottle, or at least not until it's drained, okay? Speaking of... she's going to try to make a decent sized dent in that right now. ) 'M going back to casual sex.
( One night stands. Fake names and leaving before the person wakes up. It was so much easier when it didn't hurt like this. )
[Ah. That's really all that Lup needs to hear. She gets it, without even needing to hear the name.
Ignis took a one-way trip back home, huh? Shit.]
Can do, chickadee.
[There's no point in playing the hopeful friend. In reminding Kate that there's a chance Ignis isn't completely gone, that he may come tumbling back through the gate with the next batch of new arrivals. Barry has, Taako has, even Lup herself has multiple times. So there is a pretty high chance that Ignis will come back.
But saying that means nothing. She'd be cruel to dangle that hope in front of Kate's face just to see it snatched it away if he doesn't return. And that's not what Kate wants right now anyway. She doesn't want comfort or reassurance. She wants to get smashed and talk about potential one night stands, maybe light some shit up later. And if that's what she needs, Lup can make it happen.]
Need me to play wingwoman for ya? I bet I could get you a hot piece of ass or two. I know a few folks you could shake up and run.
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[Lup doesn't drag the other woman in for a strong hug, doesn't cradle her like a child, but she does slide close enough for their thighs to touch, for the elf's hand to slip over Kate's. It's the barest of touches compared to what someone like Drake would do, but even without fulling knowing just how bad the situation is, Lup knows Kate will appreciate this so much more than a bunch of tears or dramatics. That isn't what she came to Lup for.]
Wanna tell me who left? Or just play it vague? I'm chill either way. Don't wanna pry if you aren't feelin' it.
[On one hand, Lup gets it. Folks popping in and out of Hadriel without notice is exhausting. She hates losing these deep connections she's made, hates just waking up one day and finding someone she's talked to almost daily for the last two years to just be gone. But there's also the part of her who's had more than enough practice with this, over a hundred years of meeting amazing people only to lose them at the end of the year. She thinks it makes all of this easier to handle, thinks it may make her a little more immune.
Lup will find out soon enough how wrong that is. But that's a future problem.
Today is all about Kate, about being there for her friend.]
We can chat about it or just get trashed. Or both, I'm not picky. Whatever you want, babe.
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And, had it been anyone else who disappeared, Kate might have agreed with it. She might have been able to shrug it off with a few nights drinking and distraction, but losing Ignis was never going to be that simple, especially now, when bits of him are so completely woven into every part of her day. Visits and thoughts, messages, meals, bits and pieces scattered around her house and the awareness that some of her own clothes are stashed somewhere in his apartment.
She'll have to get them, eventually. Or maybe just leave them to whatever eventual changes happen, find something new in the stores. )
Drink. ( Look, she is never letting go of this bottle, or at least not until it's drained, okay? Speaking of... she's going to try to make a decent sized dent in that right now. ) 'M going back to casual sex.
( One night stands. Fake names and leaving before the person wakes up. It was so much easier when it didn't hurt like this. )
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Ignis took a one-way trip back home, huh? Shit.]
Can do, chickadee.
[There's no point in playing the hopeful friend. In reminding Kate that there's a chance Ignis isn't completely gone, that he may come tumbling back through the gate with the next batch of new arrivals. Barry has, Taako has, even Lup herself has multiple times. So there is a pretty high chance that Ignis will come back.
But saying that means nothing. She'd be cruel to dangle that hope in front of Kate's face just to see it snatched it away if he doesn't return. And that's not what Kate wants right now anyway. She doesn't want comfort or reassurance. She wants to get smashed and talk about potential one night stands, maybe light some shit up later. And if that's what she needs, Lup can make it happen.]
Need me to play wingwoman for ya? I bet I could get you a hot piece of ass or two. I know a few folks you could shake up and run.