undread | Lucas

[let's explore! laudna is poking her head in the church, lacing her fingers together. she's changed out of the white dress into a ballgown but she's still wearing a flower crown with her long hair hanging down in her face.]

My goodness. Something happened here, didn't it?

[welcome to the void.

anyway, laudna can be found in the midst of trying to pop a dislocated joint out of place on her arm.]

Did you know there's a dead body in the theater? Do be careful.

[ON THIS THE HOLY DAY OF JESUS CRISPY Lucas isn't in the church for once, but rather standing and staring at the pyre. It's back-to-normal flames aren't much of a comfort, though. If anything, he's staring in the absent sort of way of a person who's lost in their thoughts and their eyes are just doing whatever the hell. His arms, folded over his middle, are posed loosely, but his posture on a whole is somewhat terse.

Whenever he spots her, he'll give a little nod in greeting.]

...Are you alright?

[Normally this would just be A Polite Question that he'd ask even Laudna despite the fact that she seems generally okay with just about anything, but she was SO FROWNY.]

[hands you a memory]

[sometime when he's not horribly cursed, let's meet at the jamba juice.]

...Hello, Lucas. Busy day?

[now that the battle is over, let's meet in the peacefulness of jamba juice. one last smoothie for the road.

laudna is a little banged up and injured but not too badly, and she's a d&d so she's not going to worry much about it.]

...How are you feeling?

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