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HELLO

"You've reached Elysium! Lost? Need an ear? I'm your guy! I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

GOODBYE

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inventory bc i don't know where else to put this:

cursed chihuahua papers

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[lucentia]

[STOP HE DIDN'T MEAN TOOOOO]

He and I are not close, so I truly doubt that he told me anything that he would not have told you. He only said what he said because according to him, he had already explained as much to others.

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[ yeah and elysium isn't others, for better and for worse. oh well.

So moving on, he grabs a handful of the 'Happiness' charms and deposits them into Lucien's hands. An approximate 20-odd of them. ]

That's still more socialising than he usually does. But since you're already here, hang out for the rest of the day with me?

[lucentia]

[takes them, startled, and stares at them, wondering both how he's going to come up with a list of 20 people to give them to and also feeling bad about who he doesn't give any to?]

Huh? Very well, if you'll have me.

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[ no!! there's enough to give them to everyone!! they're both going to go around together… in theory…

looks away in practice ]

Why do you sound so surprised? We're friends.

[lucentia]

[help

also the surprised thoughtshare is just I didn't think you thought of me as one...]

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[ thank you for making me realise it's thoughtshare week i always forget to read the italics, help me

heheh. ]

How do you go about determining someone is a friend, Lucien?

[lucentia]

Huh? Well, I have not had many, I admit, so I'm not very well-versed in deciding this.

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I consider you one because I want to look out for you. And——your company far outweighs spending my time alone. Mostly that.

[lucentia]

[oh........










tears start forming.]

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[ HELLO ]

L-Lucien?! You——you really don't get told that often?

[ clumsily rummages through his bag and drops 398234343 omamori in the process but produces tissues nevertheless

offers them up?? ]

[lucentia]

I-I'm not crying! I've just had weak tear duct glands since birth!

[he will take a tissue and furiously wipe at his eyes.]

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Woah, woah, woah. Who said anything about crying? I was just going to say you got something here.

[ points to nostril

this

may or may not be worse? ]

[lucentia]

[




also politely wipes his nose just in case.]

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[




immediately feels bad. "He believed that?!" NOOO LUCIEN!! ]

I was trying to lighten the mood! Sorry! There wasn't anything actually there! [ FRETS!!! ] Are you doing okay?

[lucentia]

[You were lying!?

WHY WOULDN'T HE BELIEVE YOU??]

I-I am fine! Like I said, my tear ducts have just been...!

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[ NO ONE JUST SAYS YOU HAVE SNOT THEY'D JUST SAY NOTHING AND MAKE YOU REALISE IT YOURSELF HOURS LATER

well

that's what Elysium would do ]

They're weak! Yeah! Does this make you at higher or lower risk for dry eye…? Hopefully it's the latter! Haha!

[lucentia]

[elysium...]

I do not know, so hopefully I will never have to find out.

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There should be pros and cons to every situation.

[ these are not helpful words. ]

[lucentia]

Can't "neither" be an option?

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You'd go for average risk? [ Pfft. ] Well, I guess there is nothing wrong with being risk adverse.

But circling back to what we were talking about before—I haven't had much of a chance to be there for you, but I would like to be if the chance ever arises.

… Put like that, it kind of sounds like a jinx.

[lucentia]

[...]

I am grateful to hear you say that, truly. [he's so touched actually... as indicated by his WEAK TEAR DUCT GLANDS (TOTALLY REAL) acting up...] Though you needn't be concerned. I haven't gone through nearly as much hardship as others have here.

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[ LUCIENNNNNNNNN me. explodes into hearts. ]

Why does the distinction have to be 'here'? You've went through a lot regardless. You shouldn't have to go through more in order to feel worthy of other people's care.

[lucentia]

[there is the slightly uncertain look of someone who rationally knows that elysium is correct but also has gone through his life ingrained with the notion, explicitly or implicitly, that he does have to earn the right to be cared about by others...]

... Yes, I suppose you're right. [...] Though I must return the sentiment—I haven't had much of a chance to be there for you, either, or to learn about you.

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Sometimes sentiment alone's enough. We really don't know much about each other, do we? Other than a handful of weirdly invasive memories and situations we've both been in.

[ Well. He's just going to bend down, pick up, and dust all the charms that have fallen to the side before gently stuffing them back into his pockets. When he rises to a stand, he taps his chin. ]

I like travelling, but it's hard to do too much of it here.

[lucentia]

[perks up.]

When I was younger, I was interested in traveling, although I knew realistically it wasn't plausible. What sort of places have you been to?