[Savrouverse] Everyone Knows I'm In Over My Head

[stylistic_disloyalty]

She has a lot of practice with processing crazy shit. Things like 'You're a God Now' and 'You're Going to Die in Two Years'. But this? This is a little off the wall even for her. Ananke no doubt snuffed her, and now she's in space but somehow... not dead?

This is what's driven her to drink today, obviously. She's getting a lot of looks from people eyeing her white suit, but that's definitely not keeping her from enjoying her gin and tonic. She's on her third, so things are starting to sort of make sense in a hazy, fuzzy way that alcohol usually helped her with, but eventually she'll have to figure this out.

Right now, though, she's going to toast to herself and somehow still having her head where it's supposed to be.

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[stylistic_disloyalty]

Luci raises her eyebrow as the smooth individual sidles up to her at the bar, and if there was ever a look that said 'I'm checking you out right now', this was clearly it. She's admittedly a little caught off-guard, because she figured almost no one would know who she was or why they should give a shit, but it's short lived. If he wants to play, she'll play.

After a beat, she looks him up and down, a little smirk pulling up the corner of her mouth. He's not half bad. Hot, yes, and probably enough confidence in him for three teenagers to break their legs doing something that is 'definitely worth it'.

"Likewise. I had a feeling I'm not in Kansas anymore, but given two 'distinctive' people like ourselves exist here at the same time, I'm more certain of it than I was three seconds ago.

"Right out of the Ingress, fairly certain the radiation hasn't worn off yet." She gestures to the stool next to her. "You want to drink it off with me?"