#barbie's brain went to a completely diff place when he said crystal LMAOOOOO

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barbie slings an arm around the back of her chair as she takes in a HUGE lungful of air -- she's already putting together a ten step plan, starting with telling blitzø whatever crystal he's scored is nothing more than crystalized toilet cleaner, hold onto the baggie just long enough to wing it into the street as soon as they exit the bar ( she could handle that, right ? ) call fizz, get him checked into --

oh.

okay. scrap that.

it's an. . . actual crystal. as blitzø offers his wrist to her, barbie holds it gingerly between her own palms as she inspects the gem -- yeah no, it's a fucking LEGIT asmodean crystal, alright. of course she'd know, having one of her own stuffed safely back at her place between the mattress and boxspring ( honestly, she's been using it for little more than chinese food runs since the entire CAMP ordeal. )

" . . . where'd you get it ? " PLEASE, barbie thinks, tell me you didn't steal it. being under asmodeus' jurisdiction while in possession of a small sliver of the sin's power would mean NO GOOD things for her, a registered user, for NOT reporting a stolen crystal. it's an entire user AGREEMENT. ( and even now barbie is accepting the fact that if he DID steal it, she's gonna have to help him hide it. )

because barbie would NEVER sell him out.

Two words, and Blitz is already flinching. Fucking twinsense -- he should have known it was her from the jump; maybe the alcohol is doing its job. Or maybe he's just royally fucked up that much. Blitz slams his eyes shut for a moment, then blinks down at his glass.

This is the point where he should be guiding them out of the bar, because Barbie's recovery is important and it's something he's cared about for as many years as he's known about its necessity. Instead, Blitz grips the glass a little tighter - do you wanna talk about it ? - and fuck, is he going to mess this up too ? Be too much of a dickhead, not take the chance she's offering because he's nursing his own hurt feelings and can't bring himself to talk like a fucking adult?

After a moment, Blitz offers her his hand - or, more accurately, his wrist. He hasn't looked at the thing since Stolas slapped it on him ( gently and carefully placed it - ) and he can't look at it now. But at least he can confirm one thing.

❝ - Is this Crystal legit ? ❞