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Just a place for dumping calibration info/writeups w/ included HTML.
UPDATE: also for storing memories for Hugtopia Memory share, for Lup and Noctis.
UPDATE: also for storing memories for Hugtopia Memory share, for Lup and Noctis.
grey goose
You've been dreading this part all day; it's been in the back of your mind all along, though you've done your best to suppress it and let Taako's surprises be your focus. He'd done so, so wonderfully. First that amazing breakfast in bed, then the water fight in the park, then the chance to set that shitty DMV ablaze, and now this: your favourite meal, with your favourite person. You'd never had a single doubt in your mind that he'd fail. He'd given you exactly what you'd asked him for, the best day ever. A perfect memory.
Now you owe him the truth.
"We're gonna become liches."
The words are hard to say aloud, and the reaction he gives in return - the one you knew was coming - is why. You can't blame him, because it is scary, even if you trust the research you've done, trust the method and the process and the notes and everything. Trust the memories that the two of them have given you to protect your sanity. The danger is still very real- liches are dangerous, absurdly powerful. Liches are… monsters, in the technical sense. And if this goes wrong you could put the whole mission in jeopardy, ruin everything you've worked towards for eighty-two years.
It's why this day was so, so important.
"I love him, Taako, with all of my heart, but you… I needed a day from you because you are my heart. You know that, right?"
The ease with which he agrees warms you to the core, and you smile softly as your hands entwine. Taako's half of who you are, your heart and your soul, and you know you couldn't have chosen a better anchor. Even if he's scared - even if you both are, at least a little - you trust in this bond you've carefully cultivated together over the last 200+ years. You won't ever lose him. He won't ever lose you.
You accept the bottle of alcohol from him and down the first swig without hesitation, glad to have it; with the stress of having to tell him finally eased, you can relax and enjoy the rest of your night with him. You can give Barry the go-ahead, you can retrieve the whale bone and prepare the ritual. You'll be changed, soon, but you won't be different. And long as you have him, as long as you have your other half, you know you'll be able to hold on to your soul.
It'll be fine.