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[hellawrath]

Need something set on fire? Leave a message with Taako at Fantasy Walmart in the temple ruins and Lup might hit you up!

But you better bribe Taako or it'll go something like this
[3:02:15 PM] Jazzy:
"some dude wanted to talk to you"
[3:02:29 PM] Laura:
"was he hot"
[3:02:37 PM] Jazzy:
"nah"
[3:02:51 PM] Laura:
"nevermind then"

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3/30 irocking from the freaking tent

[catpiper]

Aunt Lup!

[She can probably hear her from the tent but whatever. Ignore that. She's a happy beepo.]

Do you know where I am?

[hellawrath]

[omg never stop being adorable]

Iiiis it a secret?

[catpiper]

Yes, because you can hear my voice, but you can't see me. This is a secret hiding place.

[How bout never stop being horrible.]

i had already written this before jazzy's tag and i feel betrayed

[hellawrath]

I mean, I guess you got me there, pumpkin! [Lup snickers, setting down whatever boring ass work to get comfy against a tree trunk for the fun new game of Phone Hide n Seek]

Hmmm. Is it somewhere real far up?

snooze you lose, ribbitgod has spoken

[catpiper]

[Ren could be a dastardly fiend and say she's incredibly high up in a tree, but that would ruin the spirit of the game and she's no liar. Instead, buries herself under one of the blankets, in case Lup get suspicious of her hiding spot from her vague description.]

No, it's very low. It's by the ground.

you're so uppity today!!

[hellawrath]

[Listen, if she wasn't already sitting literally almost right next to the tent, those blankets shuffling inside sure would've been a helpful clue. Even Hot Boi is giving the tent a pointed look of birdy suspicion now.]

Ooh, are you burrowing like-- [Lup gasps, scandalized] Did your uncle turn you into a mouse??

don't you mean hoppity

[catpiper]

No, I'm still a human-see?

[She presses her hand against the tent fabric, wiggling her fingers against it, effectively giving away her general hiding area. This is only to ease her aunt's elf worries. No way Lup'll find her under the Secret Blanket.

Though somewhere in the darkest timeline, he threatened to turn her into the first aquaphobic frog. That's fine.]

I'm big.

B(

[hellawrath]

[Ren please, you're killing your only aunt here. Lup just barely manages to squeeze out a fascinated mmm-mm sound between her teeth instead of bursting into laughter.]

Okay good, cuz that would-- I mean, that wouldn't be playing fair, right? Remember, hustling's only fun when you're doing it to other people. [Except for how if Ren ever managed to straightforwardly cheat in her face, Lup would be so proud.]

🔥

[catpiper]

[Other people meaning she can't turn into a mouse in the presence of her psuedo family while playing hide and seek. Good to know that's a technique that needs to put on the backburner.

She drops her hand back down, folding herself into the blanket so she can be fully consumed by its warm goodness, and clutches the iStone.]

I won't hustle you. I'll play that game with other people.

[There's visible shift in the tent as she blanket worms her way to the other side, so Lup won't be suspicious. What was that hand?? Nothing?? The tent was blowing in the wind, that's all. She's not in here.]

Can you still hear me? I'm hiding somewhere else now.

[hellawrath]

[Hell yeah, absolutely play a fun game of Steal Their Shoes with other people, sweetheart. God this kid rules.

And also really sucks at stealth rolls. What the heck is she doing in there? Lup grins and tsks like that's one hell of a strategy.]

You being clever now, huh? I guess I'm gonna have to up my game, here.

[She gets to her feet and calls Hot Boi down from his perch on a branch to her arm. He's still looking like a punk-ass teenager but he's got enough feathers by now to do a decent glide, and together they begin prowling around the campsite.]

Hot Boi's on my team now, what d'you think his chances are?

[catpiper]

[Well-

Heck.

The unexpected addition to her opponent's team makes the rock go silent. She's pretty sure birds are good at finding people. Ghost birds managed to find her. It's a trait shared among all avian wildlife probably.

Either way, his chances are pretty high, given the silence, and while she doesn't offer an exact percentage for his success rate, she does quietly offer some helpful advice.]

You should walk far away from the tent and try there. His chances are better that way.

[L E A V E]

[hellawrath]

[Turns out silence really does speak volumes, and right now what it's saying is Gotcha. Lup can barely contain her glee, eager to see how Ren's gonna urchin her way out of that one. They're gonna make a resourceful survival elf out of her yet.]

[But nothing could have prepared her for Ren-- straight up lying through the Stone. Holy shit. Get it, girl, chase that hide n seek win. Lup is so proud and does the only appropriate thing when your kid's tryina play you - positive reinforcement.]

Got it! Thanks for the tip! [So saying, she wanders away from the tent and then shouts back, unnecessarily, since they're still on the fucking Stone.]

How's this? We getting hotter or what?

[catpiper]

You're always hotter when you're by Hot Boi.

[Get it together, Aunt Lup. He's a freaking phoneix. Any area housing him naturally becomes the toastiest place on the island. He's made of fire!!

But she's a gremlin that has to concentrate on her mission impossible escape plan, not the heat index. She throws one of the blankets over her body, slowly crawling to the edge of the tent and glances towards their general area. If they look, she drops flat on the ground and pretends to be a harmless!! blanket!! That blew away in the wind, look at that? Just ignore it. It'll blow back some day.

And when they look away again, or if they weren't looking to begin with, she begins her slow crawl towards foresty freedom.

Can't touch this.]