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[hissterics]

[ Frowns --




And then crosses her arms. ]

Ha ha ha. Very funny, Adora.

[dumbjockenergy]

Oh, come on, it was a little funny. Besides, don't you want to see what I really got you?

[hissterics]

Only if it's not a skirt.

[dumbjockenergy]

[ with that, Adora pulls out a shirt with a crimson body suit, a pair of stirrup leggings, and a jacket.

Adora's nerves are sincere this time. ]

I'm still learning to put things together, but... I hope you like it. If not I can...try returning it? Uh, you don't have-- have to wear it if you don't want.

[hissterics]

[ --Oh.

Her eyes widen a little, because this is . . . actually something she'd wear? Somehow?

(And she briefly wonders if Adora's paid that much attention to how she dresses before quickly stowing that thought away to consider never.) ]

It's not neon yellow.

[dumbjockenergy]

You wouldn't wear neon yellow if someone gave you a thousand points.

[ she scoffs a little, before reaching back into the bag. out comes a small square of some kind of wrapping paper.

she taps it against her hand a couple times before taking a deep breath. ]

So I...got an idea from Angel. She was making these bracelets the other day. Called them friendship bracelets. It was kind of silly, but...

[ holding out the square of wrapping paper to Sabre.

inside is a bracelet made of black twine. there's a string of beads across it, spelling out 🐱 sabre & arya 💪 ]

I thought it'd be kind of cool to use our new names, because... We might be an Adora and Catra, but we're us too. Ourselves, with our own histories. You know...?

[hissterics]

[ Sabre stares down at the package in disbelief once she gets it open, tail flicking uncertainly.

And then a surge of pink works its way into her cheeks. ]

You-- You have one of these too?

[dumbjockenergy]

[ she pushes her sleeve back and raises her wrist for Sabre to see. her own has gold twine, and the names are reversed. ]

[hissterics]

[ oh my god

So maybe it's not as cool as matching swords, but still ]

Dummy . . . these're so embarrassing.

[ SHE'S . . . PUTTING IT ON THOUGH ]

[dumbjockenergy]

And yet you're wearing it.

[hissterics]

[ She looks down at the bracelet on her wrist for a moment before her eyes flick to the matching one on Adora's.

The blush deepens. ]

Don't push it! I'm humoring you!

[dumbjockenergy]

Alright, alright. Ready for the last thing? It's for me.

[ and from the final bag, she pulls put another outfit.

the glowing parts of it are wine red, in Adora's position color. ]

I saw it and couldn't resist.

[hissterics]

[ One eyebrow shoots up ]

Cat ears, huh?

[dumbjockenergy]

We can match.

[hissterics]

[ Hmmmm ]

Wow, Adora, you never mentioned you like my look that much.

[dumbjockenergy]

You have cute ears. Don't let it go to your head.