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[squanderlust]

[it takes a second for the response to come through. she sounds confused.]

This is... Severa? Um. If you need me, leave a message here. I'll respond as soon as I'm able.

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an envelope w/ her name on it (shh you saw nothing)

[hamonfisted]

[★★★]

Severa, you're invited to a Christmas party hosted by the Joestar household!

There'll be snacks, drink, mistletoe, and festive decorations. Probably gifts around a little tree.

Feel free to come by, stay a while. This place may be cold and foreign to a lot of us, but lets make our own little piece of it warm and inviting, okay?

[Further included is the time to be there, on December 24th, and the signatures of both Joseph and Jonathan.

...there's a small P.S. on there, too.]

Sorry about what happened at the last party. - Joseph

Timed some undetermined period between their shopping trip and the March stuff I guess

[dragonspooker]

[Oh hey, look at that, Lina knows how to reciprocate.]

Now you're welcome.

[squanderlust]

You are very lucky I don't have any pink flowers around right now.

[this isn't how it's supposed to work and she doesn't know how to handle it so she is going to default to brazen.]

[dragonspooker]

hah! as if you'd need them! i'm plenty charming on my own!

[Looks like her confidence is working on making a big return, for better or worse...]

[squanderlust]

I'll say. Don't suppose I could convince you to drop the towel?

[dragonspooker]

[Ding!]

well, i can't very well take it in the shower, now can i?

Text, a day or so after the bake sale

[dragonspooker]

oh right

you wanted to know about my book didn't you

well, I think we could definitely get some mileage out of it. some of it, anyway. i'm pretty sure some of the stuff in here is illegal in most places...

anyway. there's weirdly one in here for hair removal in terms of utility. cause pleasure on touch, intensify pleasurable sensations, an alteration to telekinesis to grope from a distance, make someone's clothes fall off, block pregnancy, share sensations with your partner...

those are the, uh. tamer ones.

[squanderlust]

[Severa's at the gym when her phone goes off, so she takes a second to read over Lina's text carefully. and thank the gods she has an excuse to take a drink of water.]

I see.

Sounds fun. I wouldn't mind doing a few of those with you the next time you feel like messing around. ;)

[dragonspooker]

[If only Lina knew about her minor flustration victory there.]

well, i'm kind of counting on you to come up with more creative uses. there's a lot more in here, but i think i'll keep those under my hat for now.

[squanderlust]

As much as I like the idea of you making my clothes fly off, I'm already a little underdressed at the gym. But I think I can figure out a few things.

[she grabs her towel and wipes the sweat off her forehead while she thinks.]

Random question. Which one of us do you think touches ourselves more?

1/2

[dragonspooker]

really?

2/2

[dragonspooker]

you really have to ask that?

whoops time to add even more shenanigans to this page

[dragonspooker]

[It's the beginning of August before what Severa sets up finally kicks into motion. Lina spent the majority of the back half of July unsure about if she wanted to go home or not. She eventually didn't, and now that the portal is gone, so goes with it Lina's anxiety.

She wakes up during a moment of rolling over early in the night, bleary-eyed until she feels a compulsion to grab her phone, and send a text.]

hey sev, you awake?

[squanderlust]

[it's not fair to assume that this text is for what she thinks it is. she hasn't talked to Lina in a while, and since the text wakes Severa up, her immediate concern is that her best friend is, well. not okay. she grabs her phone and texts back with her eyes squinting at the still too-bright screen.]

I am now
Is everything okay?

[dragonspooker]

[Lina and anxiety have not had a good track record in the past year or two or however long it's been, which unfortunately includes holing up and not talking to people.]

yeah, no trouble or nothin'.

well, that's not entirely true. i got a problem that's not really a problem, y'see - the fun kind of problem, i guess.

[squanderlust]

[oh.]

[OH.]

It's like two in the morning and you know what you're going to get if I come to you
Are you okay with that?

[dragonspooker]

well, I mean

you keep control now, so that should be fine. we could match for once.

[dragonspooker]

[It's a ways into the evening - not quite bedtime yet, but well after most folks would normally come calling. With this timing, this usually means Lina's after one of two things, and while that's true tonight, it's not the only thing.]

hey Sev, are you busy tonight?

[squanderlust]

Not too busy to talk to you. What's up?

[whatever Lina wants, Severa's just delighted to talk to her. it's been pretty sleepy and routine around town lately and whenever Lina texts her around this time of day, it's always for something interesting.]

[dragonspooker]

would that also be not busy enough for me to maybe cash in the standing bed-sharing offer?

[Lina's been thankful for that relative quiet, it's given her time to work on a project, even if it's taken longer than expected.]

[squanderlust]

You don't have to ask me for something like that. Is everything okay?

[dragonspooker]

[It's not even night yet - more like late evening, when Severa gets a text from Lina, with a picture attached. It's cropped, a fairly provocative shot from her mouth down to just above her chest. Her button-up blouse is opened and sliding down her arms, showing her bra straps and the smallest hint of cleavage.]

hey, you busy?

[squanderlust]

[well, Severa's always happy to see texts from her girlfriend. she's in front of the TV eating take-out and watching game shows because that's just the routine she's gotten into around this time of evening, and this... this take-out is going to be cold, isn't it. reading over the message brings a tiny quirk to the corner of her mouth.]

not anymore, with a picture like that. what do you need?

[dragonspooker]

[Lina smiles down at her phone at the reaction. Part of her wants to ask what she was doing, but her train of thought has her moving away from that. She sends another shot, very similar, though with her bra straps slipped, her free hand positioned to look like it had helped one, one finger under the strap, and a coy little smile on her lips.]

oh, I was testing out a couple of new spells, and thought I'd get a little outside help...

[squanderlust]

is that so? [Severa doesn't use emoji, really. but if she did, 👀💦💦💦. she adjusts herself, moving her take-out to the table and stretching out lengthwise on the couch. it's an easy enough effort to hike up her skirt so her hand can slip under if it needs to, and she starts considering the best angle to take a picture of her own from. in case it becomes necessary.] usually my help goes a little more inside.