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[It's later that afternoon after the promise of an impromptu date that Lup finds herself exactly where she said she'd be, lounging against the Lucky 38's famous bar.

Though her upper half borders on familiar - Lup still has her ethereal, elven beauty, with that same freckled skin and wild hair - but everything below has gone reptilian, bristling scales in yellows and oranges and reds, covering a thick, twenty-foot long tail. She's massive, taking up a good amount of real estate at the bar, so it's only natural that Isabela wouldn't have any trouble tracking the woman down.

But even never having met properly in person before, Lup's sharp, attentive gaze still finds the other woman in the crowd, grinning her way and waving her over.

And there just may be a delicate cupcake heaped with colorful frosting plated on the bar with her name on it.]

Date: 2022-09-30 03:12 am (UTC)
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Absolutely hard to miss, but Lup wouldn't have it any other way. Those little in-between stages of the transformation are kind of adorable.

The naga's elven ears perk up at the other woman's surprise, Lup's mouth crooking to the side in a sharp, all-too-pleased smirk. She gives a little wave of her hand to the empty stool at her side.

"Got 'em both in one, sis! Happy birthday. I'm Lup, pleasure to meet you face-to-face. The little ears? Adorable."

Date: 2022-10-01 04:11 am (UTC)
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Lup is, just in general, a lot, but her heart is usually in the right place.

"Oh yeah? What's your fam like? You mentioned you had a couple of 'em here with you, right? My brother and I kinda did the whole runaway thing when we were pretty young, so I forget how hard that would be for someone to be away for the first time."

With a raise of her painted claws, Lup flags down the bartender, before she's turning that smile back on Isa, inclining her head towards the younger woman.

"I did promise you a drink if you want one. No pressure, obvs, but it's my treat."

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