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[hissterics]

[ She hasn't set up a voicemail and she never will. ]

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[dumbjockenergy]

MEOW MEOW BITCH: no
MEOW MEOW BITCH: someone named horde prime
MEOW MEOW BITCH: but he kind of looked like horak
MEOW MEOW BITCH: or kohime's hordak

[hissterics]

[ Wait . . . she knows the name . . . ]

MURDER★MITTENS: what did you remember

[dumbjockenergy]

MEOW MEOW BITCH: not just me, the other adora
MEOW MEOW BITCH: its
MEOW MEOW BITCH: a lot

MEOW MEOW BITCH: i dont know if over text is a good idea

[hissterics]

MURDER★MITTENS: where are you

[dumbjockenergy]

MEOW MEOW BITCH: i'm on my way to zrael in the elevator

[hissterics]

[ oh buddy ]

MURDER★MITTENS: im not at zrael
MURDER★MITTENS: jusst let me in fin's balcony

[dumbjockenergy]

MEOW MEOW BITCH: okay

[ and then she rushes back, already waiting on FiN's balcony, face pale. ]

[hissterics]

[ She's perched on the railing, tail twitching a bit anxiously.

And also probably as far from the giant metal dragon that sleeps out here as possible. ]

[dumbjockenergy]

Sabre!

[ Adora's immediately sweeping her up into a crushing hug, just hold her for a moment. Then--

I need to see your neck. I'll explain after. Okay?

[hissterics]

[ She makes a startled little sound, not returning the hug since she's latched onto a thin metal bar and all.

The last time Adora came toward her this quickly was-- ]

Adora-- What's going on?

[dumbjockenergy]

I promise I'll explain, okay? Just let me--

[ she pushes Sabre's hair aside to feel around at her neck. ]

[hissterics]

[ There's a round little mottled scar at her nape ]

How many memories did you take this time?

[dumbjockenergy]

[ no no no

it was a commonality in their worlds, then. shit. ]

Two each. They were-- There were things the same. It...It looks like the same thing happened in both of our universes-, but--

[ she's panicking. ]

You really don't remember anything? About this scar? About-- anything?

[hissterics]

[ The more Adora panics, the more Sabre panics ]

No! You're freaking me out, what's going on?!

[dumbjockenergy]

I had a memory where you were taken captive, and this Horde Prime guy demanded I surrender myself for you when I went after you. And then the other Adora got a memory of Kohime all weird...like she was being controlled to fight her? With this chip thing in her neck.

And she-- They were fighting on this platform, and--

[ calm down, she needs to calm down ]

Kohime fell. Right into the darkness and that's where it stopped.

[hissterics]

[ One of Sabre's hands flies to the back of her neck, paling a little like she's just had cold water dumped on her ]

But-- But our worlds aren't the same!

[dumbjockenergy]

I know, but-- What if some things are? What if--

[ this is awful ]

You don't remember anything after that, but what if Kohime does? Maybe?

[hissterics]

Even if she does, she wouldn't tell me!

[dumbjockenergy]

Yes she would. And if she wouldn't, I would make her.

[hissterics]

You really think that's going to work?

[dumbjockenergy]

Yes! And if it doesn't I'll keep buying memories until we know!

[hissterics]

[ She tenses up, ears flattening. If she's really dead back home, then -- then what's left for her after this place? ]

Why? So we find out, what then? What's the point?

[dumbjockenergy]

Because if it's true, then I'm going to find a way to change it, okay?! I refuse to let that just...just happen!

[hissterics]

[ Snapped, harsher than intended: ] Stop being stupid!

[ And then a pause, fists clenching, claws pricking into her own hands. ]

You can't change the past, Adora. If I'm really dead back home, then--

[ Her mouth snaps shut, like she doesn't actually know how to finish that thought. ]

[dumbjockenergy]

You're not. You can't be. That was Kohime, it was different--!

[ she pulls out her phone, hurridly counting under her breath. ]

I have 1900 points left. That can get me five memories. If you're actually dead, then one of them would tell me, wouldn't it? Since they want to be awful to us all the time?