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[ Lup is perched atop a building, watching the streets below, looking...kind of menacing honestly. It's not quite what she's going for, but the way her crimson robe flutters in the wind definitely makes her look like some kind of vigilante or supervillain. Her umbrella hanging over her arm doesn't really help that image, either. To say she wasn't up to no good would be a blatant lie. She's frustrated in a way she hasn't been in a long time, and she doesn't have any way to let off steam.

No giant world-ending monsters to fight, nothing that she can burn down without getting arrested or injuring a bunch of people...If only there were an abandoned DMV around here somewhere, right?

She may not have anything to destroy, but she does have the next best thing: magic fucking powers. So she uses them the only way a responsible adult would...by shooting illusory fireballs at people as they pass by. Anyone unfortunate enough to have one aimed near them will feel the sensation of heat as it passes.

It's harmless, none of it is real. It's definitely going to be very startling, however.

This happens in a number of places around the cities, as Lup doesn't stay long in any one place. ]

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So this is a place that exists, huh?

Don't get me wrong, I'm no stranger to traveling between realities, but this place? Yeah, it really just threw a wrench in the whole routine. I don't know how they managed that, but I'll go ahead and give them the slowest of fucking claps. Just gonna congratulate it up, give them the award for 'most creative re-imagining of the creeper wagon.'

But hey, why complain when you can blow shit up, right?

So tell me: Where can a gal find some condemned buildings?
A great evil will work, too.
Or anything else that needs to be destroyed, really.

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Do I dare ask what kind of hobbies you have?

I don't think anything needs blowing up right now.

Hey now, I have other, mostly non-destructive hobbies! Blowing shit up is just more fun.

and a great way to blow off some steam.

While I am all for blowing off steam, that probably won't work out here.

What are your other, safer hobbies?

I wouldn't call it the most creative.

So long as you don't explode anything near me, just go have a blast.

[Usually going about your business during the daylight hours in Everglade doesn't end up in ridiculous things like this. Usually. Maybe.

Though Lydia is frowning immediately as she feels that fireball passing by her, mostly due to the wind and the brief bit of heat, though the illusion is easily enough seen when you... kind of... are a pro in that particular school of magic. A soft huff slips past bright purple lips as she turns towards the source, a brow raising immediately when she catches sight of that red robe.

Oh, hell.

Play it cool. No need to be hostile if this person ends up not being related to any of those fucks, right?

Not like she's dressed how she was back then, either, more just wrapped in a silver and light purple cloak with silver heels visible. Not much else.]

Look, I'm not the Guardian or Mayor or whatever here, but take my word of advice that throwing around pretend fireballs is going to get your ass handed to you by one of the idiots around here.

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Action in Everglade I guuuuuess