[ The memory is clear and bright, in the way that most terrifying experiences are, when you think them over.
You’ve just descended the stairs to the speakeasy of this Gentleman you’ve heard so much about, when a tabaxi turns to your group. She starts:
“Halt friends, I do not r— Lucien?” Her eyes widen in shock, but you still don’t know who she is, you’re racking your memory, but the name
The name makes you feel ill, all of a sudden, an itch at the back of your skull. There’s no time to consider it.
“It has been too long, two ye–”
“Far too long!”
“Two years!” She laughs, bright, hands still gripping your shoulders on either side, tightly, like an old, old friend. “Look at you! You grew out your hair! And you are covered in tattoos!”
There’s something in her expression that seems confused about this, as her eyes flit to your hands, your neck.
“We’ll catch up, we need a table, we need drinks for me and my compatriots.”
“Of course, you– these are your friends now?” She looks over your group, appraising, but then goes to do as you’ve asked. Drinks and a table.
You now get a better look up at the top, some skulking individuals with long dark cloaks and dark armor, carrying what looks almost like a heavy crossbow, but it’s a long, metal rod. You’ve only seen them in use here and there. A recently emerging technology that has been largely guarded within use of the empire itself.
The second she turns, you give Fjord - a green, half-orcish man, a little pat on the back and hiss a whisper at him. “I’m sorry, this is my nightmare, please just go with it? It’s Lucien.”
He simply looks a bit baffled in return. The tabaxi returns to the table, reaching her hands out for yours.
“Oh, too long.” She starts quickly, sitting up straighter, then her face suddenly turns apologetic. You see all the faces of your friends, twisted in confusion. They aren’t even trying to hide it.
“Nonagon! Nonagon. I apologize for using your old name. Nonagon, it is a pleasure to see you again.”
“Who can keep track these days? Again, a long story.” You manage to croak out. She doesn’t seem to notice. She just looks concerned.
“Nonagon, what happened? We watched you die.”
She looks expectant. As do the rest of them at the table. Jester, Fjord, Nott, Caleb, Beau. All of their eyes are trained on you. They all await your answer.
[Luca doesn't have all the backstory to fully understand what is going on in that memory. He has guesses, but he can't say for certain.
But he does feel the heaviness of that memory, and he can guess at just how private of a moment it was. Really, it feels like he's intruding.
But he doesn't apologize, and he doesn't ask questions. Instead, he opens his arms a bit, silently offering a hug and a shoulder to lean on. No judgement, no obvious pity, just support.]
guess it's up for debate how much backstory molly has to fully understand what's happening there too, isn't it? He takes a shakey breath (it's been a few days of just. dancing around a truly deep well of torment, hasn't it, mollymauk?) and after a moment. Steps forward and takes it. Might as well.]
[Another piece of the puzzle. But it makes Molly pull away too, and Luca is left looking at the hand that had just been touching him before sighing and running it through his own hair.]
Sometimes it's like that. I do rather like you too, though.
[He has no fukken idea who Lucien is and if he would like him or not, but that feels like the right thing to say.]
[Yes but he's not going to say that right now, Molly looks sensitive to that.]
Mhmm. I could go into all the little things about you that I like, if you want? Or if that isn't good for you at the moment, we could do 'ice cream therapy'?
Ice cream is an indulgence that you're about to discover.
[Time to get your Gluttony on, Molly! Luca will start going towards the kitchen.]
I could start with how you're one of the most handsome men I've ever met. I absolutely love your tattoos and how they make you look, I could stare at them for hours and never get bored.
[If he was slightly depressed before, the compliments are just instant Juice. He's absolutely riveted with them, tail high like a cat thats so happy to see you. Also just sliding his arm around luca's, since he's being so nice to him.]
A top five? I'm very invested in top five lists recently. Just discovered them, having a good time.
A bed would keep my back from getting sore, yes. I would rather be sore for the right reasons.
[When they get to the kitchen, Luca will let go long enough to grab some chocolate ice cream out of the freezer. Then he's also grabbing a spoon, which he holds out to Molly.]
Just eat it right out of the container, it's fine that way.
[Molly will just yeet himself into a seat, and without a single moment's hesistation just rip that open and try it. He is not afraid of any new flavors. he ate spicy pudding.]
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Date: 2021-02-23 02:40 am (UTC)You’ve just descended the stairs to the speakeasy of this Gentleman you’ve heard so much about, when a tabaxi turns to your group. She starts:
“Halt friends, I do not r— Lucien?” Her eyes widen in shock, but you still don’t know who she is, you’re racking your memory, but the name
The name makes you feel ill, all of a sudden, an itch at the back of your skull. There’s no time to consider it.
“It has been too long, two ye–”
“Far too long!”
“Two years!” She laughs, bright, hands still gripping your shoulders on either side, tightly, like an old, old friend. “Look at you! You grew out your hair! And you are covered in tattoos!”
There’s something in her expression that seems confused about this, as her eyes flit to your hands, your neck.
“We’ll catch up, we need a table, we need drinks for me and my compatriots.”
“Of course, you– these are your friends now?” She looks over your group, appraising, but then goes to do as you’ve asked. Drinks and a table.
You now get a better look up at the top, some skulking individuals with long dark cloaks and dark armor, carrying what looks almost like a heavy crossbow, but it’s a long, metal rod. You’ve only seen them in use here and there. A recently emerging technology that has been largely guarded within use of the empire itself.
The second she turns, you give Fjord - a green, half-orcish man, a little pat on the back and hiss a whisper at him.
“I’m sorry, this is my nightmare, please just go with it? It’s Lucien.”
He simply looks a bit baffled in return. The tabaxi returns to the table, reaching her hands out for yours.
“Oh, too long.” She starts quickly, sitting up straighter, then her face suddenly turns apologetic. You see all the faces of your friends, twisted in confusion. They aren’t even trying to hide it.
“Nonagon! Nonagon. I apologize for using your old name. Nonagon, it is a pleasure to see you again.”
“Who can keep track these days? Again, a long story.” You manage to croak out. She doesn’t seem to notice. She just looks concerned.
“Nonagon, what happened? We watched you die.”
She looks expectant. As do the rest of them at the table. Jester, Fjord, Nott, Caleb, Beau. All of their eyes are trained on you. They all await your answer.
The memory fades. ]
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Date: 2021-02-23 04:26 am (UTC)But he does feel the heaviness of that memory, and he can guess at just how private of a moment it was. Really, it feels like he's intruding.
But he doesn't apologize, and he doesn't ask questions. Instead, he opens his arms a bit, silently offering a hug and a shoulder to lean on. No judgement, no obvious pity, just support.]
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Date: 2021-02-23 06:09 am (UTC)guess it's up for debate how much backstory molly has to fully understand what's happening there too, isn't it? He takes a shakey breath (it's been a few days of just. dancing around a truly deep well of torment, hasn't it, mollymauk?) and after a moment. Steps forward and takes it. Might as well.]
Fuck. Sorry.
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Date: 2021-02-23 06:16 am (UTC)It's alright. I wouldn't have offered if it was a problem.
[Luca is bad at comforting words, but comforting gestures he can manage. What's a hug to help a friend who's struggling, huh?]
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Date: 2021-02-23 01:52 pm (UTC)Before he manages to pull it together. Letting the fear and anxiety of the moment drain again, before it's gone again. Shit.]
It's-- I don't know what that was.
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Date: 2021-02-23 01:58 pm (UTC)Can you explain it a little? Or is it too much?
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Date: 2021-02-23 02:05 pm (UTC). . . What is there to explain? A woman mistook me for someone else.
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Date: 2021-02-23 02:09 pm (UTC)[Luca is thinking Lucien is like. A brother to Molly, or something. But he won't just ask that.]
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Date: 2021-02-23 03:29 pm (UTC)[He's getting a bit shorter with him, moving to pull away after a moment. hands into the pockets of his coat.]
It seemed-- It just seemed safer at the time. To go along with it.
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Date: 2021-02-23 03:36 pm (UTC)[Another piece of the puzzle. But it makes Molly pull away too, and Luca is left looking at the hand that had just been touching him before sighing and running it through his own hair.]
Sometimes it's like that. I do rather like you too, though.
[He has no fukken idea who Lucien is and if he would like him or not, but that feels like the right thing to say.]
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Date: 2021-02-25 04:48 pm (UTC)Yes?
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Date: 2021-02-25 05:08 pm (UTC)Mhmm. I could go into all the little things about you that I like, if you want? Or if that isn't good for you at the moment, we could do 'ice cream therapy'?
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Date: 2021-02-25 05:10 pm (UTC)What is ice cream?
[ . . . sad?]
And I would absolutely never turn down any compliments, no matter the time or place. Go on then.
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Date: 2021-02-25 05:30 pm (UTC)[Time to get your Gluttony on, Molly! Luca will start going towards the kitchen.]
I could start with how you're one of the most handsome men I've ever met. I absolutely love your tattoos and how they make you look, I could stare at them for hours and never get bored.
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Date: 2021-02-25 07:27 pm (UTC)A top five? I'm very invested in top five lists recently. Just discovered them, having a good time.
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Date: 2021-02-25 08:05 pm (UTC)[He winks at Molly as he says that too. Time to walk together arm-in-arm!]
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Date: 2021-02-26 04:24 pm (UTC)Oh yes, we'll have to actually find a bed next time. Put that on the list.
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Date: 2021-02-26 04:50 pm (UTC)[When they get to the kitchen, Luca will let go long enough to grab some chocolate ice cream out of the freezer. Then he's also grabbing a spoon, which he holds out to Molly.]
Just eat it right out of the container, it's fine that way.
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Date: 2021-02-26 10:03 pm (UTC)Oh! S'cold. Huh.
[trying it!]
S'cold!
[you said that already]
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Date: 2021-02-26 11:48 pm (UTC)[Look. Chocolate ice cream is amazing for someone who's never had ice cream before. Luca loves this shit.]