( week three ) ➙ magilou

[rightfully]

[ Monday night, in their hut. There are very few nights like this that don't lead to Magilou chatting incessantly. Slowly, Lucina has adjusted to it, even to the point of enjoying their little talks. It's better than being by herself, certainly -- even if she's grown somewhat comfortable with solitude.

So, here we go. Once the food storage visits halt for the night... ]

Would you like to get some sleep, Magilou?

[ She already knows the answer. ]

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[spinatalltale]

[she sure does know the answer, which comes in Magilou's typically dramatic way]

Nope! I'm embracing my life as an evening person now.

[she'll wear herself out eventually just give it time]

[rightfully]

Indeed.

[ She's not really that upset. In fact, Lucina is smiling. ]

You're very resilient, considering how the past few weeks have been. It's admirable.

[ Although... No, that thought, Lucina keeps to herself. ]

[spinatalltale]

It's the power of comedy, of course!

[duh]

Laughter keeps everyone's spirits up when the going gets tough. Look at you-- you've laughed at a few of my jokes, and you seem to be holding up fairly well, too.

[rightfully]

[ Sometimes, it's easier to laugh at Magilou's jokes than admit she doesn't know what is being said.

That's a secret, of course. ]

I imagine that's due in part to your jokes.

[ n a h ]

Actually, there was something I wish to ask you.

[spinatalltale]

[don't break her heart Lucina!!]

Uho, is this the beginning of the fabled "girl talk?" I've always wanted to partake in a session of my own!

Ask away, Lucina.

[one day she'll use Cindy again and see what happens]

[rightfully]

[ THERE IS NO ONE HERE NAMED CINDY ]

I suppose you could call it that.

[ Why balk. They are both girls, and this is a conversation! (It's also girl talk in the colloquial sense, not that she's aware of it.) ]

You and Akira have become quite close.

[ That's... not a question, Lucina. ]

[spinatalltale]

[SHE WILL MAKE CINDY HAPPEN]

[also she stares. blankly]

No.

[MAGILOU. . .]

He's just an interesting character, that's all. I wouldn't call us close, but that's because I don't do the whole "close" thing.

[rightfully]

[ STOP TRYING TO MAKE CINDY HAPPEN ]

[ That said, she takes Magilou at face value, because of course she does. A tad naive, Lucina's first instinct is to trust the people around her.

Her smile shortens. ]

I'm sorry. You two are in each other's company so frequently, I thought...

[spinatalltale]

[a funny sort of expression crosses Magilou's features-- irritation, laced with. . . something else? something softer? it's hard to say. she's hard to read]

Hey. I'll let you in on a little secret, actually.

[she leans forward, one hand pressed against the side of her mouth]





I think he might be stalking me.

[MAGILOU NO]

[rightfully]

[ Lucina gives Magilou a look.

There's somewhat condemning in it, but also the wry beginnings of amusement. ]

I hardly think that is the case.

[ Smiling again, she adds -- ]

If anything, I would presume it's the other way around. [ :) ]

[spinatalltale]

What?! Me? A stalker? I'm too cute to be that shady! Lucina!!

[awfully defensive there, isn't she]

[rightfully]

Oh, my mistake. I suppose your insistence that you're a dark, evil witch is all talk.

[ The tables have turned so much.

Lucina is as close to grinning as she ever might come. ]

[spinatalltale]

Dark, evil witches don't stalk people! They just put curses on them!

[LUCINAAAAAA]

[rightfully]

One day, I'll tell you the story of a dark witch called Tharja.

[ She gives other witches a bad name.

Anyway -- ]

I thought you might want to talk, if you were at all confused about the young man. It's what I would do for my sister, if she were here.

[ :) ]

1/2

[spinatalltale]

[oh my god]

[Lucina]

[RIGHT TO THE JUGULAR? hitting on family feelings at the same time!!]

[she's left a little speechless, just sort of. staring, with wide eyes and her mouth slightly open]

[spinatalltale]

Whoa!

You're actually pretty cutthroat when it comes down to it, huh?

[totally avoiding the question]

[rightfully]

It's a good method for the chronically avoidant.

[ She's dealt with a lot of weirdos in her day. As ever, she greets eccentricities with a smile, when she has the luxury of doing so. ]

So?

[spinatalltale]

[PLAYS IT COOL]

He's got a fire in his eyes, you know? A gaze so sharp it could cut a person to ribbons. It makes him. . . stand out, I suppose.

[rightfully]

[ Lucina hasn't noticed such a thing. Perhaps she hasn't been paying the right sort of attention. (Akira is a few years younger than her and, despite what canon may have you believe, she's not sketchy enough to throw her lot in with teenage boys.) ]

I see.

[ Her smile continues, albeit settling. ]

Do you enjoy spending time with him?

[spinatalltale]

[what are you talking about Magilou has been 14 for as long as she can remember??]

[. . . her gaze narrows a bit, the more she picks up on Lucina's meaning, here]

Nnnnope.

[???]

Every time I with him I get this strange sensation like I've been stabbed in the chest.

[. . .????????]

[rightfully]

Well... That does sound rathe dire.

[ This time, Lucina is taking Magilou completely seriously. ]

I admit, I've never been in love, but when my mother fell for my father, she said—

[ but is Magilou going to stop this or is she going to let her finish ]

1/2

[spinatalltale]

[IMMEDIATELY CUTS LUCINA OFF WITH A SHRIEK]

[spinatalltale]

. . .

Sorry, I'm allergic to the word "love." Every time I hear it applied to my own emotions, I can't help but let out a shrill shriek!

[wtf Magilou]

[rightfully]

[ Briefly, Lucina looks panicked and alert, and then just kind of... makes a face.

An unimpressed face.

Magilou, please. :| ]

You're being unnecessarily theatrical.

[spinatalltale]

But I'm always unnecessarily theatrical! It's kind of my thing, you know?

[¯\_(ツ)_/¯]

[rightfully]

[ ...







Lucina picks up her pillow and throws it right at Magilou's face. ]

[spinatalltale]

[DIRECT HIT]

[it smacks her in the face, and with an unnecessarily theatrical (HA) wail, she falls backwards onto her mattress]

[rightfully]

My apologies.

[ It's said, voice tinged with a laugh. The lingering remains thereof.

She'll call over, as innocent as anything, ]

Are you alright?

[spinatalltale]

I think I'm dead.

[oh noooooooo]

Murdered, by the pillow of my very own partner!!

[rightfully]

Well, then.

[ :) ]

Perhaps I will finally get some sleep tonight.

[spinatalltale]

You're not even worried about being haunted by my vengeful spirit? Lucina!

[Lucina's getting really good at handling her now]

[rightfully]

Good night, Magilou.

[ Since she doesn't want to talk about boys! Let's just go to bed... :) ]

Sleep well.

[spinatalltale]

[LUCINA!!!]

OoooooooOOOOOOOOOoooooooooOOOOOOOOOO!

[now she's making ghostly noises]

[rightfully]

[ JUST CONTINUING TO LIE THERE ]

[spinatalltale]

. . . oooooooooooooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooo. . .!

[can she really sleep through this]

[rightfully]

[ Nah, but she's not actually sleeping.

Her eyelids twitch. ]

[spinatalltale]

Luuuuuuuuuuciiiiiiiiinaaaaaaaaa. . .

It is Iiiiiii, Magilooooou, here to enact revenge upon yooooooooou!

[rightfully]

[ IF ONLY SHE HADN'T THROWN HER PILLOW AT MAGILOU ALREADY

... Lucina continues to pretend to be asleep. (Spoilers: it's not a very convincing act.) ]

[spinatalltale]

[throws Lucina's pillow back at her]

[rightfully]

[ Lucina catches it just before it hits her! Thank you, dear roommate. c:

She'll sit back up, though. ]

Your aim is better than your ghosting capabilities.

[spinatalltale]

Oh brother. It's okay-- I'm a witch, not a ghost. I don't mind specializing in one form of non-humanity over the other.