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riko @cosmicqueen · Nov 7

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@cosmicqueen You awake?

riko @cosmicqueen · Nov 7

@lightbringer yep.

[Oh look, someone's invited herself over to Nariko's suite. A few minutes after Nariko sends her affirmative, Luci is knocking. Well. Pounding. Little bit of pounding.]

[And because she doesn't know who it is that door opens with a force and the girl behind it looks upset and irritated at the pounding until she comprehends the source of it.]

What's wrong?

[Luci is glad Nariko answers the door, it means she doesn't have to shove somebody else out of the way. But the question, or the sight of Nariko, takes all the fight out of her. Coming here seemed like the right thing to do, the necessary thing to do. And now all that's there is a sense of embarrassment-- like she'd shown a part of herself to someone she didn't wholly trust not to laugh.]

[...fuck it.]

[Luci comes through the door, wrapping her arms around Nariko's shoulders and holding her tightly. This is better, this feels less like she was running from something that she knew would eventually catch up with her.]

Just wanted to see you. If you were okay. [Not that she wouldn't be, but... lockdown? Maybe?]

[The hug is a force unto itself, one that almost threatens to make her stumble back a little! But Nariko, confused as she happens to be, doesn't question it for a second. She doesn't even think of laughing. Instead she holds Luci tightly, tucking her head in towards the other woman so it's a full body, wholly emotional gesture that's held for a good handful of seconds.]

And here I thought you were going to admit that you're totally in love with me!

[There's a difference between laughing at someone and making a joke in order to make room for them, and the latter is what Nariko's doing. At some point or another she reaches up to kind of smooth at Luci's hair - it's too easy to be comforting with her.]

I'm fine, though. You are, too. [She shakes her head.] ... And you aren't dying. I won't let that happen.

[Luci snorts into Nariko's hair-- what a drama queen. But she's Luci's drama queen at the moment. As Nariko holds her and strokes her hair, the tension comes out of Luci's back and shoulders. This is better, this feels better than she'd felt alone.]

I don't know where that shit came from. [She sighs.] But I just... had this bizarre panic attack that told me I was dying. I've never thought anything like that before.

It's been a shitty few days. [Weeks is more like it, but she doesn't need to state the obvious. Besides, any excuse to hold is a good one, Luci isn't the only one that's benefiting for hug-healing.] Stress makes you come up with all sorts of weird crap.

[You can only expect an entire company of individuals to stay locked up for so long, especially when most of them were varying degrees of pure extroversion.] You did the right thing, and no one but me saw, you're definitely still the most badass chick I know.

[And since Nariko had more than enough self awareness to keep all this to herself, and never admit any of it even under threat of torture ... it'd be fine.]

You don't know the half of it... [But Luci can't bring herself to talk about it. She has this gut feeling that she's not the only one having strange flashes and inexplicable moments of frustration or confusion. But people weren't just hauled up at random to see Lesedi-- Alec and Xanxus had been mouthing off and pushing Camila further than they had before. Actions had consequences. What would've happened to her if she'd told someone the truth?]

[She smiles, reaching up and giving Nariko a little playful double-hand headscritch.]

Your couch unoccupied? I'm tired of standing, but I'm pretty happy with this whole set up.

[She laughs at the headscritch-business, and instead tilts her head towards said couch.]

Totally free! As it turns out I haven't had a whole bunch of visitors, Terry notwithstanding.

[Here Nariko lets go of Luci to go ahead and sit on the couch herself, but she notably - almost playfully - plays at brushing off her lap.] Alright, lay your weary bones! I'm all yours!

[... Wait, did Luci want space? Hopefully that insane notion never crossed her mind.]

[Oh no, she doesn't want space at all. Especially not from Nariko, for some reason. Luci bounds over to Nariko like an excited puppy and sprawls out on the couch, resting her head in Nariko's lap.]

Yeah, this is good. This is really good.

[Should 'Luci' and 'excited puppy' go together? Who knows, but it's cute to see her this way and Nariko's ready to be laid out on. Which does eventually happen and she immediately goes back to petting at Luci's hair, though this time she kind of messes it up a little only to smooth it back out again.]

Luci. [Nariko hums, and then forces herself to ask.] Have you ever been in love with someone? Loved them more than music?

[Usually no, they shouldn't. But Nariko is giving off some kind of energy that Luci can't get enough of right now. She smiles, pleased by the ruffling and smoothing of her hair. Maybe she should try this 'cuddling' thing more often instead of just Wham-Bam-Thank-You-Ma'am/Sir/Ladies/Gentlemen/Everybody.]

No. [It's a fairly easy answer.] But that doesn't mean it never happens. I'm sure it does.

Right. [It's simple to agree with her, too, because Nariko's never been in love either, and obviously Luci was right - people fell in love all the time, not in the way they do in movies or over-idealized novels and such. While she thinks, Nariko seems to find a particular rhythm in her hair petting that repeats with only the minor deviation every so often.]

It's not as bad as thinking you're going to die, but I've never wondered about that before, y'know? There's never anything better than music.

[But that vision, those bells, what happened this morning ...]

[Luci snorts.] It's not a contest, darling. If you were upset, that's worth feeling something over. [She gropes for Nariko's other hand, and when she finds it, she pulls it up and puts a kiss on the back of it.] Someday maybe we'll all fall in love with something more than music-- but there isn't a rush, is there?

[That surprisingly sweet gesture gives her the same warm feeling that the vision had, though at a far lower frequency. Why hadn't she ever fallen in love? Why didn't she feel like she could love Luci more than music? Or Xanxus or, really, anyone who had held her interest long enough? Of course there were people who never fell in love by choice or fate but it felt odd to her.]

There isn't, but I guess I don't want to rush it. [How should she say it? While pondering Nariko threads her fingers through Luci's, and bends to kiss her forehead briefly.] It's more like I feel as if I should remember that already

You feel like you have been, but you can't remember? [So she'd been literal when she'd said she felt like she'd lost the love of her life without even knowing it. She squeezes Nariko's hand absently as she thinks about this, debates, finally lets out a breath.]

I feel like I should remember things, too. ...I can't remember why I call myself Lucifer. When I made that choice, even. I didn't do that much cocaine, pretty sure.

It's either that or the simple fact that I know I never have been. [When she voices it that way her head hurts and she has to switch to thinking about kittens stuffing themselves into glass bowls or whatever.]

I always thought your manager came up with that one and it just stuck. [It was, after all, an incredibly catchy idea. So much that Nariko hadn't ever considered asking for Luci's real name.] Do you think there's a chance we're just staring at it all too much, though? Maybe it's really all not that big of a deal.

[Not knowing why they've made actual decisions in their lives, and missing someone that should be an object of true love are totally small matters. Obviously.]

...no, I don't think that was it. Tiger said something about it 'sounding tough' but that's not it either...

[Yeah, maybe it really isn't that big of a deal. She's just been Lucifer so long, she can't quite remember why she picked it. Maybe because of her penchant for rebellion.]

I think we've been bottled up in this building way too long, and it's starting to make us think about shit we'd never think about. That's what I think.

Yeah.

[The truth of it all is that Nariko doesn't really believe that. Something is going on but she doesn't want to face it. There's no reason to do anything but stay right here with Luci.]

Eventually we'll get out of here and get back to what matters. In the meantime? Maybe it's enough that we've got each other.

[She does mean herself and Luci, simply because she'd make the other woman her priority. But it's also the whole of Pride - they're all from different avenues but they're still Pride and they don't leave their own behind.

Except for Predator. Fuck those assholes.]

Mm-- without performing, it's all so utterly pointless.

[Has she said that before? It feels familiar in her mouth, even the circumstances feel familiar...]

Yeah. [Luci sits up and ensconces herself in a friendly straddle over Nariko's lap. She smiles and kisses Nariko's forehead.] Right now it's enough that we've got each other.

[Yes, a friendly lap straddle! That's definitely what this is! That Nariko can't stop herself from giggling even as Luci kisses her forehead is just, y'know, a side effect of this rare events. She puts her arms around the other singer and grins up at her.]

I'm here for all of your comforting needs! From back massages to crappy jokes, I'm an all-around-service kinda gal. My only payment is menial comfort.

[Which comes in the form of resting her head on Luci's chest. Aside from the position there's nothing inherently sexual about the gesture at all. Boobs are squishy, and it's nice to lay ones head on that which is squishy, ergo this was the perfect form of payment!]

'Menial' she says. [Luci chuckles and wraps her arms around Nariko too, cradling her head against her chest. It felt good to have her close, and safe, and relatively happy Luci hoped.] I don't know, this is pretty good right here.

[Oh, no, she is about as happy as a clam left at the bottom of the sea! There wasn't any room to feel eerily detached and hollowed out with Luci here to watch out for her. Nariko stays right as she is, only making one long humming sort of noise that's either meant to sound inquisitive or pleased.]

I mean, to be clear, you're going above and beyond the term 'menial' right about now. [It might be difficult to feel but there's a very lazy kiss that's meant to press through Luci's clothes and still be felt in the general area of her collar bone.] In part because you might get tired of this setup.

[Or, hey, maybe Luci had strong thighs. Either way.]

[She barks a laugh, curls her fingers through Nariko's hair and makes soothing massage motions. It feels good to have her tucked so close and comfortable.] I strive to go beyond 'menial'. [But yes, thighs of steel she does not have.]

Want to go to your room? Lay down, I can hold you, talk about how much I like you. [Whether it progresses beyond cuddles is entirely up to Nariko, right now Luci just wants to be close to her.]

[It's not like her to limit things but right now cuddling seems just right, even more right than what Luci is doing to her hair and scalp. Man, she could just stay like this for ages and never want for anything else in life.] I do love hearing nice things about myself! [Because she is definitely-absolutely vain. As much as it pains her to interrupt Luci's movements she tightens her arms around the other woman and then tries to lift Luci up while getting herself off of the couch!

... It probably does not go entirely well, because arms of iron, Nariko does not have. But an effort is made.] Let's go cuddle and talk about how awesome we are, and how we might rule the world with music and great sex and hair petting!

[Best. Plan. Ever.]

[Luci's eyebrows go up as Nariko tries to lift her, and laughs when it proves fruitless. There's more muscle on the punk singer than is immediately apparent. Grinning wickedly, she takes a dive like a weight onto her side, trying to drag Nariko down with her.]

Might? No might, darling. We will rule the world.

[There's a shriek loud enough that it might sting at the ear drums, but there's something to be said for the simple fact that she clings to Luci so much harder as they meet the floor. What it means, down to the details, is kind of beyond the point.]

We'll take over everything with magic and great fashion from the ground, right? Just revolve around around this space.

[She makes a wide motion with both lands, like some tiny little earth.]

[Luci laughs triumphantly as they fall, Luci taking the brunt of the impact on her back. Eh, it's fine, she's had worse.]

And as we drift by, we'll be watched and pointed at, gasped over and adored as brilliant, untouchable beings. Tell me, will we sing for them?

Only if we deem them incredibly worthy of existing within our immediate atmosphere, and there won't be too many who can make the cut.

[This is ... The silliest thing, they haven't even made it to her room but she's having so much fun, and she sneaks a little kiss onto Luci's neck.]

So we get a select, holy harem? [Luci grins, running her fingers through Nariko's hair to encourage the kiss.] I'm so on board with that.

[It really is the silliest thing, but Luci doesn't mind it. Not if Nariko is happy and taken care of.]

Good, because I want incredibly tall guys and cute girls, but also mostly just you.

[Don't ask her to choose things, especially when she's more than happy to continue her path of kisses before one graduates into a gentle suck. Hope you don't mind hickeys either, Luci.]

Glad to hear-- because I'm not an incredibly tall guy or a cute girl. [Luci tries to just smile but the kisses and hickeys are distracting. She curls her fingers into Nariko's hair and purrs, encouraging the rough behavior.] I'm just a God.

Darling-- [She slides a leg up between Nariko's.] We'd best go to your room to continue this conversation.

["Conversation".]

[.... Nariko would kill people to keep hearing Luci call her that. Damn. It's a little thing, sure, but it kind of flusters her, and she ends up staring at Luci with wide, excited eyes as if they'd never fucked before which is incredibly far from untrue. But it's just - Well.]

Luci. [She wants to say thank you again, she wants to say something along the lines of 'I know we're not a couple and never will be but I love you and please don't ever go anywhere you can't leave me' and 'your face is hot'. It's a heavy moment, but they've had enough of those, right? It's been a long few days and Nariko doesn't want to ~~be left vulnerable again~~ make it worse.]

I think you'll be the talking, my mouth is going to be incredibly busy.

[But she settles for that while getting them both up and hopefully towards the stairs.]

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