imeeji_frontstage | mingle (memory)

... I'm not mad about any of it, because I already know that's not the end of it.

[she just frowns, thinking.]

Like you said, you needed to win in the Horde. And... you were good at that. I know that. But who else was around to hear you say that? It's not like anyone from the Fright Zone could've reported back on it. It's just... extra.

Edited 2021-05-02 22:43 (UTC)

Cool. Opinion noted. Next time I decide to invade a kingdom I’ll tone it down. Happy now?

[Her tone is a tad sharp. ]

It's not like you, is what I'm saying, Catra.

And you never followed up with this "execution" comment. You can't just throw that out there.

[even though she... definitely was almost successfully distracted.]

[She frowns a little at that “not like her” comment, but doesn’t dwell on it.]

Shadow Weaver used me to escape prison and Hordak found out. I climbed back on top after anyway, so whatever.

Shadow Weaver escaped?

[she'd. actually, she doesn't know what she'd assumed happened to shadow weaver, but not that.]

And-- how? What?

The point is, I made it to the top just like we planned, only I did it without you. I was good at it.

[she rubs her face.]

Alright, alright. I'll stop getting distracted.

[Irritated, she jabs harshly at her phone to buy another memory without preamble — and one plays showing how super fine and great commanding the Horde really was!]

Edited 2021-05-02 23:18 (UTC)

Catra...

[she reaches out, touching her arm lightly, just to re-establish some sort of connection.]

[Yeah she folded over on herself — reliving a literal breakdown isn’t fun to begin with, but it echoes uncomfortably with a lot of recent stresses and traumas.

She sucks in a shuddering breath and buries her face in her hands, trying to shove all these bad feelings down deep where they belong. ]

[she scoots in a little closer and pulls her into a hug, slowly stroking her hair.]

Hey, it's in the past now.

[Giving a sharp hiss, her voice staying relatively level.]

I’m fine. I’m just—I was just tired.

Catra.

[she responds equally as level]

I literally just watched the memory with you. You weren't "fine."

[She glances over at Aster, unusually vulnerable. ]

...What else am I supposed to say?

[her hand stills for a moment and she exhales.]

I... I don't know. [and then she starts stroking her hair again]

But you don't have to tell me that- that it was okay, or "fine." It's... even okay if you don't say anything at all.

Just... not that.

[She shifts to curl against Aster again, playing idly with the corner of her jacket.]

...It was a long time ago. Things are different now.

... Yeah, things really are different now.

[she shifts her arm, and then counter-leans again.]

I think I like the idea of us being together again back home better than-- than being here though.

Edited 2021-05-03 02:05 (UTC)

Sure.

[A little subdued cuz she's still not really sold on Etheria being a great place (or that she's not still somehow dead...)]

Hey, Adora. You want to take another one. . .? Who knows, maybe you'll remember another good line or two from me.

[she is very much sold on it, but, the request gets her to pause.]

Are you sure?

Yeah, sure, the distraction might be nice.

I mean--if you want.

... Yeah. The distraction might be nice.

[she purchases another one, and pauses.]

How is it both better... and worse here? I didn't even think that'd be possible.

[but before Kohime can answer, she presses play. though at the same part as in the memory, her hand goes to her head, and she closes her eyes tight, like it's literally hurting her to watch.]

Edited 2021-05-03 02:56 (UTC)

[Well this one is new -- but she's distracted by Aster's distress as well, clutching her a little tighter.]

--Adora? Hey!

[she's clutching her phone tightly in her hand, but until the memory ends, she's relatively unresponsive, and then once it does, the phone just slips onto the ground and she lets her head thunk back against the wall.]

... Iiiiiiii dddddon't like that memory.

[she sounds.

vaguely reminiscent of how she sounded coming out of the tube.]

[MILD ALARM now her tail is lashing.]

What--what's wrong with you? Adora!

My head-- really, really hurts.

[

this is not normal but she's not sure what else to say]

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