[CLOSED] we're gonna rattle this ghost town

[restinglichface]

Who: Barry, Lucretia, Lup, & Taako
What: Lucretia arrives and Lup insists she should be allowed to stay with them. Taako has his own opinion.
Where: Tres Horny House (Sorrow's housing, 5-1)
When: Backdated to Jan 10th
Warnings: Nothing but fighting twins.

[Lup knows she should warn her brother.

It would be as simple as a call to give Taako a head's up that she was on the way back to the house, now with a certain someone in tow. Hell, even a brief text would at least be better than just stepping into the house without warning with the woman who'd taken everything from him. But she can just hear his indignant response playing out in her mind, her twin absolutely refusing to even let Lucretia inside. Honestly, she wouldn't put it past him to lock Lup out too for even suggesting their friend stay with them, temporarily or not.

But Lup's hand is still tightly clasped in Lucretia's when she leads the woman back to the building that's starting to become like a home to them, attempting to fill her in as best as she can on the whole Hadriel situation. Her phone is tucked in her back pocket, woefully untouched, but Lup nudges the front door open with her shoulder and tugs Lucretia inside with her.

There. They've crossed the boundary. There's no going back now.

Now that they're inside, Lup turns to Lucretia, motioning for her to pause.]

--Oh, uh, also, we have a dog. She may lose her shit since you're new, but just keep your hands away from her whole mouth-area and you'll probs be just fine.

[Honestly, Peanut probably isn't the member of this family Lucretia needs to be warned about.]

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[pocketspa]

[He fists his fingers into Barry's shirt, standing but still curling himself as tight as he can into Barry's chest. It's a long time coming for the burst of this tension, six months since he got back after knowing what Lucretia did and simply pushing it off because Lup was right by his side. He should've confronted this. He should have done so many things. But now all he wants to think about is someone holding him, the gasped breaths where he can get gulps of air between the tight way he's pressing himself inward. Everything's too much. All of it's always been too much. Why should he even have to deal with this.

Taako registers that Barry's talking, eventually, but it takes him a minute to have the combination of air and words to actually respond.]

Yeah, I... yeah. I know.

[He doesn't want to have hurt her. But he did. And while he knows showing up like this would probably be enough for her to forgive him in an instant, he doesn't really want it to be that way anyway. He wants to... be better. She deserves him better.

Taako pulls himself back enough to breathe, making a wet sniffing noise and reaching up to shove a hand between Barry's body and his face to wipe some of that away.]

Can you, just... can you call her in like an hour? When I have time to, I dunno, stop all... all this. Actually talk.

[barold]

[At least he doesn't fight him on this. At least Taako knows what he has to do, and is prepared to do it.

In time. The least Barry can do is give him a little more time.]

Of course. Yeah, I'll call her later. No problem.

[Giving both of them time to simmer down is probably for the best. They might not have fought like this much in the century on the ship, but Barry knows first hand just how volatile the two of them can get when they're both fired up, egging each other on, pushing each other's buttons.

There's a hope, a small careful hope, that Taako will be able to talk to Lucretia too once he's calmed down. Maybe not right away, but... somewhere down the line. Baby steps. Not inviting her to stay with them in the house, but maybe letting her come over for dinner once in a while. His trust in her might be irreparably damaged, but you don't need too much trust in a dinner guest, right?

That's for another time. For now, Barry just keeps his hands on Taako, giving him as much space and as much touch as he feels he can handle.]

Wanna join me in th'kitchen? I'll put on some tea, get us some blankets. Whatever y'need.

[Trust in Barry to offer tea to someone who just verbally tore his ass to shreds.]

[pocketspa]

[He's just trying to find it in him to breathe, right now. His throat hurts, his eyes sting, he hates these feelings and can do absolutely nothing about them except give it time and try not to mourn himself. He's not even thinking about Lucretia right now- or at least, he's trying not to. Barry's right here. Lup was right there. And they didn't leave him, they're-- they're at least trying.

He huffs, but even Taako finds a chuckle in that statement.]

Jeez, Bar, you really like getting whipped around, huh? We yell at each other and then you wanna take care of me or something.

[He's still grateful, even though he knows he doesn't deserve it. The least he can do is make the tea. He probably won't.

Barry will get some cookies later. Just for him, in a little wrapped tin, left on his bed. Don't @ him. It's the only way he knows to say i'm sorry and thank you.]

Let's just. Get outta here, okay?