lucas catchall

[florescences]

i hope someone kisses him in heaven

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[florescences]

[ she agrees with everything he's said. she does, but she still has to ask: ]

Is it worth even what you experienced this past weekend?

[ murdering 3 people.... having an illusion of a sister saying he was no brother of hers.... she won't shy away from the hard questions even if this is in front of the cutest animals on this side of heaven. ]

[faithkept]

[His brain does a very funny thing at that, which is just this voice that at least sounds like Lucas', simply saying: Quiet. But it's not really in the way it might sound if Lucas himself was directing it at her.

He is still smiling!]

I would say so, though I now understand that I must repent for spilling innocent blood.

[He is not bothered by Nadia overly-much because he was just like "that's the devil talking".]

[florescences]

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hm! what's wrong with you!! i'm worried.... ]

Is that so? Well... I can understand part of that although I'm starting to wonder more if I'm still missing something.

[faithkept]

[HE IS FINE???? He frowns a little, looking a bit concerned, himself.]

In what way do you mean? Missing something in my answer...?

[florescences]

Not your answer, no. But you.

[ her brows furrow a little. ]

You have been so unbothered... in a lot of ways that don't... I don't know, that don't seem to align.

[faithkept]

[There's a bit of a frown at that, but more than anything, he just looks faintly confused.]

I'm not entirely certain what you mean...

[florescences]

That might also be part of the problem.

[ but she doesn't know what, if anything, she can do about it. she can only slowly identify the little things that are wrong. ]

[faithkept]

[Hmm he doesn't like this. People are calling his clarity of mind into question lately for some weird reason, damn.]

Would you care to try explaining it, then?

[florescences]

[ yeah, how weird. imagine that. ]

You seem very placid for many things that I would think would move you. For someone who can be as caring as you, who tries to reach out and help out as many as you do... it's almost as if something isn't registering. Or... maybe something else is just overriding what is?

I don't know. Sometimes, I think you can be so close but so far out of reach.

[ she smiles a little because she knows in a way, she can be described like this, too, from another angle. ]

[faithkept]

[Imagine that! It's wild!

In any case, Lucas just listens to her talk, but his gaze does seem to lose focus for a bit as she continues. Eventually, he blinks and his attention seems to hone in again, expression still faintly concerned but perhaps a bit milder.]

I don't believe there's anything that I'm placid about that I oughtn't be... [His head tilts a little.] It feels I've said this more than once lately, but I'm right here.

[And another, smaller, far-off voice from somewhere, like a quiet little echo: I'm right here.]

[florescences]

[ the losing focus, the milder expressions.

why...? where is here? they're having this conversation holding puppies, and she sets her puppy down. she holds out a hand to him. ]

Where is here, to you?

[faithkept]

[No he doesn't wanna. He'll keep holding his puppy, staring at her hand for a moment or two... But eventually he will do the same, reaching out to place a hand against hers.]

I'm in front of you right now, am I not? I can reach out and touch you.

[florescences]

[ the hesitation is enough when he's almost always placed a hand in hers right away. her lips curve into some kind of smile. ]

Maybe you're physically here... or your soul is, but is all of you? When your thoughts are so faint... when I feel as if you're getting farther away the closer I try to get.

[faithkept]

[He's still a little hesitant even with his hand delicately set in hers, though it doesn't outwardly manifest in more than a bit of extra tension, barely noticeable.]

I apologize. I'm still a little tired.

[Even as he is now, he understands that it'd be selfish of him to just dump his problems on people after killing three whole blorbos.]

[florescences]

[ his hand is delicately placed in hers, but she grips his hand a little less delicately, a little more firmly. he is just barely a fraction more tense, but elysia isn't. ]

It's okay. I don't want you to have to hold yourself back in front of me. You can rest in front of me.

[ of the three blorbos, one doesn't seem too mad at him. another wants a rematch. jacopo is the most normal about it. ]

[faithkept]

[He will allow her to grip his hand however much or little she wishes to, holding still and listening to her words quietly.

It is true and even Jacopo isn't really that normal about it. Lucas has had it so easy here honestly.]

I think I'm resting plenty like this, so thank you for sitting with me through it.

[florescences]

[ he does... he picked his victims well. "picked"

she hums. ]

All right. If you say so. I'm always willing to listen to whatever you do or don't want to say.

[faithkept]

[PICKED... he unfortunately did. Killed three people and basically escaped unscathed.]

I appreciate it... I know that you are.

[He will shift to hold onto her hand a little more properly so he can give it a gentle squeeze in gratitude.]

[florescences]

[ she smiles and returns the squeeze.

and then they can keep on cuddling cute animals for comfort and happiness. she said her piece. ]

[faithkept]

[HE WILL JUST GO BACK TO CUDDLING CUTE ANIMALS FOR COMFORT AND HAPPINESS WITH HER THEN he's still insane at this point and will not even start coming to terms with his murders until Wednesday amen.]