imeeji_frontstage | mingle (memory)

[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.

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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]

Okay--well--

[She shifts to guide Aster to lie back on the pillows before rooting for her own phone again.]

I think we can get medicine that might help.

No-- I think it was just that memory?

[she looks up at her.]

Whatever it was, it's gone?

[she places her hand over hers, and sits up a bit.]

But is a memory supposed to hit you like that? Is that normal?

It's never done that before, so... no, I don't think so.

What even happened...?

[She still looks concerned, but at least a little less like she's about to take off and fetch a sensitIV over it.]

I––I don't know? It looked like I touched your sword with some weird First Ones' crystal, and you went crazy.

... Everything's kind of, really fuzzy after I pinned you down. So. That's probably it.

[she looks up at Kohime, before reaching a hand up to cup her cheek.]

I think we're good on memories for today.

Yeah. I don't know what that was -- some stupid First Ones' stuff again, I guess.

. . .Hey. I'm sorry. For--you know, for all of that.

Thanks.

[she relaxes a little more and sits back up again, scooting back to rest her back more against the wall]

Being at war did horrible things. To everyone. Even you.

[Laughs a little bleakly.]

What, you don't think the Horde was all fun and games after you left?

Of course not. If anyone got to have fun and games, it was obviously me.

So much so that it was seriously kind of stressful sometimes.

[a beat]

But I meant what happened—- the... destroying the room. Holding on even after they tried to execute you can’t have been good for anyone, not even you.

[Her tail lashes sharply a couple times, and then she abruptly changes the subject, not even trying to be smooth about it.]

I'm not sorry about setting Brightmoon on fire, though. A place that sparkly is just asking for it.

[what.

A frown.]

Not everything that glitters needs to be set on fire.

Except future’s glitter pit. That should be set on fire.

That's debatable.

You can't honestly tell me you liked their decorating scheme.

[she opens her mouth. Closes it.

Thinks.]

I don’t remember it. The outside looked nice to me?

No way. It looked like one of those weird cake things you get from the cafe. Who builds a place that indefensible in the middle of a thousand year war?

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