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♥ Who: Lup + Close CR (who will be contacted! <3)
♥ Where: Lup's house
♥ When: start of August
♥ What: A ladies (kinda) night, the redux!
♥ Rating: PG and up, probably

Those who Lup deigned to grace with an invitation will receive one at random: that at the recipient's convenience if they so desire, they are invited to join her in what she is calling (without explanation) a Pocket Dimension Party. As per the instructions, any time within the next 24 hours, they can enter through the garden back door and "find the cat".

Should one accept the invitation and follow those instructions, they can find Ditto curled up in the grass beside the house, dozing, though at the arrival of any visitor he perks up and stretches. Rubbing up against their legs, Ditto will head over to a section of the wall and paw at a corner, until a door abruptly glimmers into existence and opens for him. He meows plaintively and waits. Go on in! Just close the door behind you.

Inside the doorway, visitors will find… a mansion. Elaborately decorated, warm, and inviting, it is like entering a rich and immaculate house that someone's taken a lot of time and TLC to make perfect. No one greets them as they enter, but if they call for attention and no one is in the immediate vicinity, a semi-transparent spectral servant will arrive and guide them to Lup. Otherwise, they are free to explore the house and make use of the facilities as they please.

The following areas are available:

An extravagant entrance hall with soft wood paneling and fancy art on the walls
A lounge area with big fluffy couches, pillows, and blankets, as well as a projection screen that works with communicators and whatever digital media Lup is familiar with, or a music mix in lieu of said media being played
A full-service kitchen and dining area, where a collection of spectral servants (features to be determined) will upon request cook any meal a person desires, assuming they (and by association Lup) are familiar with the recipe and ingredients. It's all delicious, too!
A sizable basement with regenerating training dummies, various targets, and more servants who will act as moving targets on request. They can't be hurt, but they can move around freely.
A big and beautiful spa with all the soaps and pampering material that anyone could ask for
A "pet room", AKA a room devoted to toys, climbing shelves, cat trees- whatever an animal might want to stay entertained for hours unsupervised

More details to be added as needed! This is a mingle free-for-all, there is no set schedule. Visitors can come and go as they please for 24 hours, and at the end of the spell anyone still inside will be summarily booted out into the garden.

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[ If there is one person she'd pick to make a god, it'd be....

Noctis, ~~because she is biased and in love~~ because he is wonderful and dazzling and perfect in every which way.

But Lup comes in as a reasonable second choice. ] So in the meantime, you create this mansion and champagne. [ That's good enough! For now.

Pyra giggles happily. ]

That I do. And all of this is real enough for me.

[She opens up the bottle - it's magic, so there's no mess, thank gods - and pours a glass, offering it over to Pyra before collecting her own and sending the specter away with the bottle for later. She raises her glass up.]

Cheers, bud!

[ Clink goes their glasses.

An hour or so (and some more drinks later), Pyra is a stumbling, slurring mess, and she's draping her arm over Lup affectionately. ] Lup-- why... hic.... No, no--.... wa's better, space ships or space robots?

[Lup on the other hand is surprisingly sober - it takes a lot to get her body drunk - and she's peak amused by Pyra, having dragged her back upstairs to the living room area to flop on the couch. She's idly weaving a multitude of tiny braids in Pyra's hair.]

Mmm... space ships, I think. But I'm biased, since I lived on them for so long.

Oohh.. that's right. That's right! [ A ship over a robot. Good to know (and probably later forget). ] Inter-dimensional friendship ann'a l...love-powered travel ship.

[ She smiles proudly at herself for remembering ("remembering") the barest mechanics for the ship Lup had mentioned being on before. ] I still think 'assa good idea. Love power. I jus' hope there isn't any hate-power. [ She makes a face, scrunching her nose. ]

Hate power... well, maybe there is. I've seen liches powered by suffering, that's close enough. But they got their asses kicked by love, so it's not as strong.

[Eff those guys. She will never regret tearing that soul a new asshole for what he'd done to Taako, even if she was jealous he'd escaped the Umbra Staff in the process.]

[ Hate vs love... Who says the world must be balanced with opposing forces? Let love win!

--Or so she thinks, only far less coherently. ] Weelll you're a lich tha' has love power. That-- [ A hiccup. ] thamakesyou autocratic-- automatically stronger.

I can't argue with that flawless logic.

[Drunk girls are the best.]

How about you? Feeling powered by love lately?

[ Pyra, in her stupor, fails to recognize that the conversation has been directed towards her.

So she answers straightforwardly, suddenly brimming with enthusiasm and delight and affection, ] Mmm-hm! [ A nod. A pause, and then another nod. ]

I love-- ....I really love everyone. But I also really, really love--

I love.... Noctis!

Ooh, serious enough to get two reallys. Is that why you were making out on the dance floor?

[Yeah, she saw that. Pyra looks cute in black. (What is it about Lucians!?)]

O-- oh, you saw that? [ She blushes, not out of embarrassment but because she is pleased. ]

That... That was a very fun time. Kissing someone... it's nice, you know?

You weren't subtle, hun. [No judgment, she's just amused.] I'll agree that kissing someone is very nice. Especially if you love them, then it's like... [She makes a vaguely explosive gesture with a hand.] Don't even notice if they're bad at it!

[ Her eyes follow the wave of Lup's hand, half-expecting to spot some sort of trail of magic at her fingertips. When her gaze returns to Lup's face, she perks up.]

O---Oh.... He's a good kisser! The best! Like... like Somnus was the best, now Noctis is [ Hic. ] th'best.

[ Everyone who ever kisses her, period, is apparently the best.... ]

[Lup's not 100% sold on Pyra's standards, but she sure looks happy about it, so okay. It's not like she's kissed this guy and could therefore deny the claim.]

Sounds like you've been busy.

[Kissing all the dudes, huh... how envious!]

It’s—- [ Scary. Wonderful. Exciting. Being in love is many things, more than she’s able to articulate in her current state. ]

‘S.... like you said. About— y’don’ even notice if a kiss is bad because of love.

[ ........Ah.

She perks up, suddenly looking at Lup with wide eyes. ] Doesssat mean you’ve been in love?!

[That makes Lup laugh, delighted by the incredulity. It would be an awfully sad existence to live hundreds of years and not know love even one time, but stranger things have happened. Thankfully she's managed to avoid that.]

Oh... mayyyybe.

T---tell me....!

[ She practically laughs. Lup, in love?? Or has been in love? Or was in love? How did she not know this-- this wonderful fact, the entire time?! ]

Please? Wasstheirname?

[Lup hums in thought, swishing her champagne around in her glass for a moment as she debates, feigning ignorance. It's been a long time since she let herself say his name. It's much easier to pretend not to miss someone if you don't acknowledge they exist. That isn't the right way to honour him, though. Their family has already forgotten so much already, and he spent too long alone because of it.]

He goes by a few, but... everyone knows him as Barry Bluejeans.

[And she tries, she tries to play it off, really she does. But there's no helping the deep fondness underlying her tone, laced with a quiet sadness.]

[ Barry Bluejeans... What a lovely name, she thinks. It has a rhythm to it, the kind that makes her smile just by repeating it in her head. Even drunk, Pyra will remember this name.

And the tone doesn't go unnoticed. ] Aaaaannnd..... wass'he like?

He's... a nerd. A big nerd who loves space, and exploring, and adventure, and science. He's goofy and awkward and can't see an inch in front of himself without his glasses. I'd never met another guy half as brave and loyal as him in the hundreds of years I've been alive.

[It's sappy. Too sappy, too nice. But it's been so long, and they've both been so lonely. He deserves something good, even if he's too far and away to know about it.]

My soulmate. Emotionally for 65 years, literally for thirty.

[ Pyra is quietly gushing at Lup as she describes not only her love and how wonderful he is, but her soulmate.

Wait. ] L--literally?

[ She's aware of the term soulmate as concept of romance, not it being literal. ]

Literally.

[She curls her fingers together in the shape of a heart, thumping it over her chest.]

Remember when I told you about the bonds I used to stay as myself when I became a lich? Taako's my heart, Barry's my soul. My memories of them are what keep me from losing it. We're linked for the rest of our undeath.

[ Pyra stares at the heart-shape she makes upon her chest, smiling delightedly. ]

Bound to the soul of your lover... That's so romantic...! [ Circumstances of becoming a lich aside. ] S-so-- do you feel more connected to him than before? Can you share feelings?

Ah... nothing so fancy as that. It makes it easier to find him sometimes, and when we're liches we can do things like share one another's body, but otherwise our feelings are our own. It makes things a little less messy, and more honest, in my opinion.

[ Messy, but more honest. Even inebriated, there's something about those words that resonate with her. ]

'S... important to be honest when in a relationship.

[ ... ]

Do you tell him everything?