hadriel_logs | Event Log: Senses Fail

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Senses Fail event
Where: All over the city
When: May 14th-May 20th
Warnings: None

You wake up on the 14th, and something is different. Maybe it's something small - you can't smell anything, or your hearing on one side seems to be on the fritz. Or it could be something large and impossible to miss - you've gone completely blind, or you seem to be missing a leg. You've lost something, and no matter what you do, you can't seem to fix it.

Will you ever get it back? Probably, but it's impossible to be sure. And even if you're thoroughly convinced that this is temporary, that still means you have to figure out how to live like this for the next week. Even small things can be huge difficulties. Your sense of taste doesn't seem that important, until you accidentally eat something that'll make you sick. And sure, maybe you can figure out how to live without one hand, but what about when you wake up three days from now and you've also lost your magic?

Do your best to keep yourself calm, but remember: it can always get worse.

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[Lup doesn't wait long.

That first day back, back in her body, back with her sanity, Lup doesn't move from Taako's side, not just for his sake but for hers as well. Death isn't anything new, but losing herself like that, becoming something she'd always proclaimed she'd never be, that's shaken her to her core. Even if the shithead's in charge of Hadriel are the ones to blame for all of this, for manipulating emotions like they always do, it's impossible for her to not feel the weight of that guilt, not when some of the folks dead at her hands are her own friends.

And that's not even beginning to touch the subject of Barry.

But it's late the second day she's back when she untangles herself from her twin and finds Kravitz in the living room, looking just as stiff and uncomfortable as ever. Or is that just his worry peeking through?]

Hey, Skeletor.

[Lup leans casually against the wall, skinny arms crossed over her chest, watching him from a safe distance across the room. She's the same as her brother, of course, as if that's any surprise. Even though her mind is racing, even if she feels like curling up and crying, her expression is cool and unshakable.]

[Kravitz on the other hand, shows his emotions plainly on his face.

He stands up as soon as Lup enters the room, hands tugging anxiously at the bottom of his suit jacket. He's glad to see her- overwhelmingly so- but now that he's had time to sit and fret, he's... well, he's scared, too. Scared he's fucked their tentative friendship right up. Scared that Lup will never forgive him, and Taako will no longer be able to put it behind them.

That anxiety is clear as day in his expression, and so is the regret gnawing away at him, even though he knows there was little else he could do.

But what if? is the question, and it's a sharp, unforgiving one.]

Lup.

I'm- I've practiced this, actually, and I still- I'm afraid I don't... I understand, if you'd like me to leave.

[For how differently they hold themselves and dress, Lup can certainly see a lot of Barry in Kravitz, in how his anxiety manifests, in the little ticks he has to run through in order to trick himself into being calm. The twins are so much better at hiding how they feel, more practiced in holding themselves casually no matter how they feel. But Kravitz tugs at his clothes, adjusts his appearance, expression more nervous than she's ever seen.

Lord, someone help her, but Lup finds it endearing and sweet that he's such a mess at the mere idea of facing her.

The elf rolls her eyes before she's pushing off of the wall to step closer to him, further into the room.]

You kept Taako from doing somethin' real dumb, soo not sure why you think I'd wanna kick you out after that, big guy.

[Relief pounds through him like his newly beating heart had, overwhelming to the point of leaving him near-tears. Boy, he's done this too much, lately.

He tries to blink them away, rocked by the realization of two things at once: Lup's free admission of forgiveness, and just how much it means to him.]

But I-

[Disbelief still colors his tone, because it does seem a little too good to be true. His voice croaks out, the words seemingly not wanting to leave his throat.]

What I did to you was...

[wow way to make it about you Krav]

Ugh, you boys are all so stupid.

[It's the same exact conversation she'd had with Taako, isn't it? The guilt that sits so heavily on his chest, the fear of her never forgiving him for what he had to do...

Kravitz blinks his eyes rapidly, as if to push away his tears, and Lup doesn't give him the opportunity to fall right back into that self-doubt. She sweeps forward and drags the taller man into a hug, long arms looped around his neck, tugging him in close.]

You saved me, you dumbass.

We are. Extremely stupid.

[He doesn't hesitate to hug her tightly in return, holding on until her toes are sweeping the floor and those tears are finally leaking from the corners of his eyes.]

Your absence has been sorely felt.

[For some dumb reason, he's grinning even as he cries.]

[It's not often that Lup gets swept up off her feet by anyone other than Magnus, so when Kravitz manages to get her in the air, she cackles in delight, thin arms squeezing tighter around his neck, legs giving a little affectionate kick at the empty air.]

I bet! Everything looks ten times better with me around. That's just fact. [And maybe just a touch softer.] Glad to be back though. Dying isn't such a big deal anymore, but like, I hate leaving Taako behind.

[Krav sits her back down, but he's loathe to let Lup go just yet, so he sets his hands over hers, holding on even as he raises a shoulder and ducks his head to wipe at his wet face. He's a mess. Gross. How can he even cry??? Don't worry about it.]

Questionable necromancy riddled past aside... we need you here. But you know that, clearly.

[Need is an understatement.]

And I, for the record, still find you dying to be quite a big deal. No more of that.

[She allows for the contact without tease, Lup's head tipping to the side as she regards the man, spies the wetness on his cheeks.

When the heck did Kravitz transform from just Taako's boytoy to become a member of the family?]

Can't promise you a thing, Skeletor. [They both know she's too Lup to avoid death for too long.] But I'll try an' stay in one piece for awhile. Wouldn't want to give Koko another panic attack.

Event Log: Senses Fail

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