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Oti’ll track you down when he’s done, you think as you give your galpal’s ears a reassuring scritch, sending her into a purring fit as she leans into your fingers. The only thing that’s certain, you quietly reason to yourself, is that whether you succeed against Trier or not, your pals will need to be ready to depart from Umberal at the drop of a hat!
Better get your ducks in order while you can, starting with whatever Lutza wants! Relaying your idea to your pals, you’re met with a resounding display of <span class="mu-s">SYNERGY</span> when everyone nods in assent!
… Even TT! What about her fans, though?
“Pssh, doing a fan meet-n-greet at the <span class="mu-i">first</span> performance? Desperate, much?” She chirps, tossing her hair to the side with a defiant smirk! “Gotta build up to it, y’know? Cultivate that <span class="mu-i">mystique</span>! Can’t just rush into it!”
Kinda like-
“<span class="mu-i">Exactly</span>,” Purrs the performer as her tail gently smacks your side. “Besides, I’ve got my <span class="mu-i">biggest</span> fans right here!”
“Heheh… guilty!” Smirks Volka, the girl grinning from ear to ear! That’s… not really what she meant, bu-
“Probably for the best–seems like a good way to let an angry Carteler close, security be damned.” Morook drones with a gloomy sigh.
Rezzie frowns, as she is wont to do. “So we get a show <span class="mu-i">and</span> a meal–what’s the problem?”
Okay, you sigh with a clap of your hands, Lutza’s suite! Let’s mosey! Crystalmelt Staffers usher you and the gang over to a covered rampway leading back into the Lodge, and once that’s taken care of it doesn’t take long for you all to make your way back to Lutza’s Lodgings. The damage from the earlier battle is all but repaired, save for the faint scent of ozone just barely permeating the Lodge’s persistent pine-and-berry scent. Joplin opens the door long before you knock, and directs you inside with a stoic flick of his eyes.
When you enter, Lutza is already waiting–eyes still damp with emotion as something rattles in her trembling arms. Not waiting for an invitation, Tzah-Tzie takes a few steps ahead of the herd before stopping a few arm’s lengths shy of her opponent!
“Let’s make this quick.” She mutters with fresh ire on her foxlike face, “Give it <span class="mu-i">back</span>.”
A weak smile slips onto Lutza’s face as she gives her Striilii a gentle strum. “... You’re amazing…”
The compliment sends your catthing off-guard, but she swiftly recovers. “Y-yea, damn right I am!” She scoffs, wide-eyed and gobsmacked, “Now give it-”
“I knew you had potential…” Lutza continues as her gaze falls floorward, “Knew it the moment you stepped onto that stage with this Striilii.”
>CONTD.
