[As to be expected with Lup, the elf always runs hot. Every emotion around her ignites just as quickly and as hotly as the fire she wields - her uproarious laughter, her giddy delight, her blood-boiling fury. It's just to be expected with Lup, a woman who feels things so damn intensely, with such passion, everyone who knows her knows that her anger dies just as swiftly as it rises up, burning hot and bright for all of an hour, but then cooling back down, the conflict already behind her and forgotten.
It's how she's come to forgive so much more easily than her twin. It's how she was able to meet Lucretia after twelve years apart with open arms, not a single hurt held against the other woman.
But this time it's different. Lucretia comes at her with that, with the guilt of the deaths that drove Lup away in the first place, and for once her anger isn't like fire. It's like a chill, numbing down her spine, down her arms and legs, all the way up to the tips of her ears.]
[ She doesn't even know how to react to that. Lucretia just stares at the words, feeling like her world's turned upside down. What does that even mean? ]
[ She's so shocked, she's forgotten all about being angry. At least for the moment. Lucretia just stares, speechless.
She'd never considered there might be another way. She'd always been so certain her plan would work, no matter what everyone else always said. When Lup had revealed that they'd beaten the Hunger, it had only reinforced her belief that she's always been right. About that, at least. And now that's gone, too.
Putting her shield around the Hunger. Isolating the enemy, instead of themselves.
Maybe if she'd shared her idea sooner, instead of working on it alone and in secret for decades. Maybe if they'd all worked together to come up with a plan, rather than just pitting one against the other. ]
I didn't know.
He never
He didn't tell me.
[ It would have been so easy for Taako to throw that in her face, the moment she'd arrived here. You didn't save anything, Lucretia. It was my plan that saved us all.
[it would have been so easy, maybe even justified to throw that in lucretia's face, but even in his hurt, taako has never been one for cruelness. and that would have been terrible.]
[shes not the only one who hates this, but lup's not willing to discuss it more right now. not when she feels so cold, guilt and hurt pushing hard into her chest, lucretia's words searing against her skin.
of course there's truth there. lup knows they fucked up, knows she personally caused the deaths of so many innocent people. but to have that thrown in her face by someone she trusts and loves so completely? she just needs to backtrack a little before she explodes.]
[ The lie is so transparent, she knows she's not even supposed to fall for it. It doesn't matter. It's an excuse, because Lup is done with her, because she doesn't want to talk to her anymore. Lucretia's heart seizes painfully in her chest. This is awful, it's horrible, but being alone is worse. At least Lup is talking to her. When they're not taking awful digs at each other. When they're not making everything worse. She can't even be upset with Lup for bailing on her, not after what she'd said. So she doesn't argue.
It feels cliche and pathetic to go off and crawl back into bed, cry herself right back to sleep mid-morning with all the curtains drawn. But Lucretia's so miserable, she doesn't even care. ]
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And my plan did work. You told me yourself. We won, remember?
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It's how she's come to forgive so much more easily than her twin. It's how she was able to meet Lucretia after twelve years apart with open arms, not a single hurt held against the other woman.
But this time it's different. Lucretia comes at her with that, with the guilt of the deaths that drove Lup away in the first place, and for once her anger isn't like fire. It's like a chill, numbing down her spine, down her arms and legs, all the way up to the tips of her ears.]
yeah we did win
but it wasnt ur plan
it was taakos
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What are you talking about?
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shielding the world would have killed us all
cut us off completely
but taako came up with putting ur shield around the hunger instead
thats how we won
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She'd never considered there might be another way. She'd always been so certain her plan would work, no matter what everyone else always said. When Lup had revealed that they'd beaten the Hunger, it had only reinforced her belief that she's always been right. About that, at least. And now that's gone, too.
Putting her shield around the Hunger. Isolating the enemy, instead of themselves.
She never would have thought of that. ]
And that
It worked?
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and it never even once occurred to any of us
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Maybe if she'd shared her idea sooner, instead of working on it alone and in secret for decades. Maybe if they'd all worked together to come up with a plan, rather than just pitting one against the other. ]
I didn't know.
He never
He didn't tell me.
[ It would have been so easy for Taako to throw that in her face, the moment she'd arrived here. You didn't save anything, Lucretia. It was my plan that saved us all.
But he hadn't. ]
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[it would have been so easy, maybe even justified to throw that in lucretia's face, but even in his hurt, taako has never been one for cruelness. and that would have been terrible.]
humilitys just part of his whole brand
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Lup
[ And then she just stops. She doesn't know what to say. She just knows that she's tired, and she hates this.]
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of course there's truth there. lup knows they fucked up, knows she personally caused the deaths of so many innocent people. but to have that thrown in her face by someone she trusts and loves so completely? she just needs to backtrack a little before she explodes.]
angos calling for me gotta run
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It feels cliche and pathetic to go off and crawl back into bed, cry herself right back to sleep mid-morning with all the curtains drawn. But Lucretia's so miserable, she doesn't even care. ]