[ She wasn't really expecting a response at all, but when her phone chimes and she reads what he'd sent back, all she can do at first is stare in puzzlement.
Then she gets busy, methodically typing out her reply. ]
Sunday January 20th
Dear Taako,
Something went wrong with your message - it didn't all come through. You don't have to respond at all, of course, though I appreciate the effort.
[ Not that he'll care whether she appreciates it or not. It's fine, she's not overthinking this. Really. ]
If you could just dispel whatever it is you've cast here, that would be enough. Please, I don't want to fight.
[ Of course they're not letters. That's obvious now, if only by the speed at which they're communicating, the way Taako gets his point across with so few words. Still. How was she supposed to know?
For a moment, she's tempted to fuck with him. Feign fumbling ignorance until he shrieks in frustration. I'm sorry, who is this? Taako, is that you? I can't tell. You didn't sign your message.
But she can't. After their disastrous first meeting, after the hurt and rage in his voice, the look on his face...no. She may never earn the right to fuck with him ever again. ]
I'm glad I could provide some amusement.
I'm not blaming you for anything. [ Well, she is, but. ] But no one else here is nearly talented enough to even detect the wards I constructed around that house, much let get past them so successfully.
[ No one else who would, anyway. This wasn't Lup's doing. It wasn't Barry. ]
[She wasn't. He's just that asshole to lord over that information, to keep it to himself until it's convenient to use it against her. He deserves to be fucked with right now, but where he stands he doesn't even think of it missing.]
oh my god why is even me telling the truth so hard for you check your wards! view them miraculously undisturbed! because i did not touch them!!!! what a fucking party trick take it up with the liches who run the place if youre so fucked up about it
[ There's a long pause as she does check the wards again, finding just as little evidence of tampering as she had before. It doesn't make sense that even Taako would be able to get past the various protections she'd set up, certainly not without leaving any trace of what he'd done, but she hadn't been able to think of any other explanation.
But now she feels even worse, bothering him when she knows he wants nothing to do with her, accusing him of lying and of screwing with her when he hadn't done a thing, and the delay stretches out longer as she debates whether or not to respond at all. She's dying to know more about the liches, but this is not the time or the person to ask. ]
Dear Taako,
[ Fuck you she can be formal if she wants, especially when she's embarrassed and uncomfortable. ]
Please accept my apologies. I was frustrated and got carried away. If you say it wasn't you, of course I believe you.
I'm sorry for disturbing you. I hope you have a pleasant day.
Sincerely,
Lucretia
[ If she finds out later that it was him after all, she'll sneak into his room and cut all his hair off herself. ]
[He rolls his eyes at the response, because yeah, she should apologize. What are these, consequences for his brash actions? Sounds like something he doesn't want to deal with.]
yeah welcome to hadriel babe magic shit happens all the time trust me if i wanted to fuck with you i think i could do better than silverware arrangement try not to die
[ She is not going to obsess over this. She is not going to sit here and reread his message over and over and wonder what it means that he'd bothered to reply at all, whether he actually cares if she dies at the hands (tines?) of her own kitchenware. He calls everyone babe, it doesn't mean he cares about her, it doesn't mean...
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In the end, she gets this back a half an hour later.]
girl what
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Then she gets busy, methodically typing out her reply. ]
Sunday
January 20th
Dear Taako,
Something went wrong with your message - it didn't all come through. You don't have to respond at all, of course, though I appreciate the effort.
[ Not that he'll care whether she appreciates it or not. It's fine, she's not overthinking this. Really. ]
If you could just dispel whatever it is you've cast here, that would be enough. Please, I don't want to fight.
Sincerely,
Lucretia
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these arent letters
you dont have to do all the like
dates and stuff its just not necessary even if its hilarious
second
i did not do shit to your house
i thought about taking credit but decided that i didnt want to be blamed for something
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For a moment, she's tempted to fuck with him. Feign fumbling ignorance until he shrieks in frustration. I'm sorry, who is this? Taako, is that you? I can't tell. You didn't sign your message.
But she can't. After their disastrous first meeting, after the hurt and rage in his voice, the look on his face...no. She may never earn the right to fuck with him ever again. ]
I'm glad I could provide some amusement.
I'm not blaming you for anything. [ Well, she is, but. ] But no one else here is nearly talented enough to even detect the wards I constructed around that house, much let get past them so successfully.
[ No one else who would, anyway. This wasn't Lup's doing. It wasn't Barry. ]
I'm not angry. I just want this to end. Please.
- Lucretia
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oh my god why is even me telling the truth so hard for you
check your wards! view them miraculously undisturbed!
because i did not touch them!!!!
what a fucking party trick
take it up with the liches who run the place if youre so fucked up about it
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But now she feels even worse, bothering him when she knows he wants nothing to do with her, accusing him of lying and of screwing with her when he hadn't done a thing, and the delay stretches out longer as she debates whether or not to respond at all. She's dying to know more about the liches, but this is not the time or the person to ask. ]
Dear Taako,
[ Fuck you she can be formal if she wants, especially when she's embarrassed and uncomfortable. ]
Please accept my apologies. I was frustrated and got carried away. If you say it wasn't you, of course I believe you.
I'm sorry for disturbing you. I hope you have a pleasant day.
Sincerely,
Lucretia
[ If she finds out later that it was him after all, she'll sneak into his room and cut all his hair off herself. ]
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yeah welcome to hadriel babe
magic shit happens all the time
trust me if i wanted to fuck with you i think i could do better than silverware arrangement
try not to die
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Shit, she's obsessing over it. ]
Thank you, Taako.
I'll do my best.
Lucretia