I know right? I should have fucking thought about that when I made it, but I also kinda didn't think I was gonna get stabbed either. I blew my corporeal form in the last cycle, lucky me.

[She sighs. Lup doesn't even blame the Rockseeker guy for it, honestly. It was her own fault for not paying attention.]

Damn, my man. Gonna make a girl sob or something if she had some fucking tear ducts.

[There was nothing bad about softness, it just wasn't her thing. Cisco is so damn sweet, though, and it makes her soul a little brighter, the memory of her heart a little fuller. Her family was splintered here, but the friends she had made tied it together.

She uses that to be.

Motivated my both is reassurance and the need to show off, Lup finally leans the phone up to show her face.

...well, what was left of it. It's mostly just a soot-charred skull with a glowing light in the eyesockets, and a red hood pulled up over it.

Then there is fire, flames licking up over her skull and forming the outline of what used to be Lup's face - cast in red and orange with the skull barely seen beneath.]

You can applaud now, my dude.