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[ Riku disappears first. Vanished in her sleep, in the middle of the night, collapsing in on herself in a shimmer of starlights. This isn't like last time. No warnings, no chances to say goodbye, no hesitation or resistance. She just isn't there.
Lea goes minutes after Riku, in the same way. But she's awake, lounging on her couch, having a conversation as she flips through her phone. Here and then gone, like a flame. This isn't the first time either of them have gone home, but it's the first time it's so abrupt. At least it isn't death. The last time Riku went home was seven years ago. She was gone for a month, and she came back with shorter hair and the Mark of Mastery. The last time Lea went home, no one really noticed. She thought she was used to it by now.
Things are different this time. Disorienting. Lea meets Kai in the training, for real this time. Riku has her memories, or at least most of them. They're hazy, dreamlike, but real. She has them all. She remembers how old she really is and how long she's been gone. She remembers everyone she cares about, and everyone that won't change here. She keeps her ice magic and takes what she's learned here to use there. But time is fluid. She doesn't feel like she's been gone for seven years.
Lea's are gone, for now. She lives everything new and fresh, with the dressing room appearing only in dreams vivid enough to unsettle her.
Things aren't the same for every world.
Things go better than expected.
The core story is the same. The heroes rescue the ones that need it, they bring everyone back, they defeat the darkness, and they go home. How and when and who — these things vary, but they do it all together and they go home together. And then their story is over, at least for now, and they come back.
Unlike how they went out, Lea and Riku reappear together on the beach. Coming back is just as disorienting, and neither has their phone, so they get their bearings and confirm memories with each other, of the dressing room and of home, and then separate to find their friends.
They've been gone two months. ]
Lea goes minutes after Riku, in the same way. But she's awake, lounging on her couch, having a conversation as she flips through her phone. Here and then gone, like a flame. This isn't the first time either of them have gone home, but it's the first time it's so abrupt. At least it isn't death. The last time Riku went home was seven years ago. She was gone for a month, and she came back with shorter hair and the Mark of Mastery. The last time Lea went home, no one really noticed. She thought she was used to it by now.
Things are different this time. Disorienting. Lea meets Kai in the training, for real this time. Riku has her memories, or at least most of them. They're hazy, dreamlike, but real. She has them all. She remembers how old she really is and how long she's been gone. She remembers everyone she cares about, and everyone that won't change here. She keeps her ice magic and takes what she's learned here to use there. But time is fluid. She doesn't feel like she's been gone for seven years.
Lea's are gone, for now. She lives everything new and fresh, with the dressing room appearing only in dreams vivid enough to unsettle her.
Things aren't the same for every world.
Things go better than expected.
The core story is the same. The heroes rescue the ones that need it, they bring everyone back, they defeat the darkness, and they go home. How and when and who — these things vary, but they do it all together and they go home together. And then their story is over, at least for now, and they come back.
Unlike how they went out, Lea and Riku reappear together on the beach. Coming back is just as disorienting, and neither has their phone, so they get their bearings and confirm memories with each other, of the dressing room and of home, and then separate to find their friends.
They've been gone two months. ]

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I think that would involve someone hitting me with sticks before I explode. I hope that's not on the agenda for today.
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Don't look at me, I'm not the one suggesting explosions. For once. Look! Over there.
[ Gonna crawl forward a little (please don't tip over) so she can point in the right direction. This added height is sweet. ]
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[oof. at least Isa has four extremities on the ground for stability, though she does arch her neck a little to keep Lea from just falling off. she's getting an eyeful of some really excellent and appreciated side/underboob from here, too.]
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[ She is willing to take a chance on a cauldron full of candy. She'll wait until Isa stops moving to try to climb down, though. ]
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Looks don't mean much, but I think it's clear. We'll find out, I guess.
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[ Hup. She hops off and walk-floats over to the cauldron, leaning over it to get a good look. There are some creepy crawlies in there too, probably a couple small body parts as well, but the vast majority of it appears to be candy. ]
What're you after?
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Uh. Nothing with wrappers, ideally. Find me some sour stuff.
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[ What do we want, sour gummi worms? These are available. Lea eyes the centipede carefully, but otherwise doesn't react. Probably poisonous. ]
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[plz. how big is this cauldron, will Isa's big beast paw fit in it? what if Lea just picks out all the bugs and wrapped things and whatever she wants and then Isa can just upend the whole thing into her face.]
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[ This is a doable plan. Right now she's picking up a comically large flat lollipop to usher the centipede out of the cauldron. Go on, we don't want any shenanigans. ]
Go on. Shoo.
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Yeah, but I'd much rather have a lot that I can dump in my mouth all at once.
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[ She wiggles her fingers over the cauldron in her best imitation of a witch, but doesn't actually heat anything. ]
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[Lea, you're a bad person and you should feel bad. Isa sticks one paw-hand into the cauldron and snags several gummy worms with her claws, and drops them into her mouth before turning and shambling off a short distance away, sniffing at the air. she smells pie and it smells good.]
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[ She regrets nothing. Mostly. Not here, anyway. Another bug gets removed from the cauldron and she pulls out a couple chocolate bars to devour. Candy sounds great. Sugar that isn't ice cream sounds fantastic. ]
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[she's not interested in shitting out candy wrappers, okay. also just like some sort of horrible fairy tale, there is now a huge wolfish monster delicately swiping an entire pumpkin pie from this windowsill and shoving it in her face.]
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I'm impressed. And uh, that's a good point. Still doable. You still want candy?
[ She has two unwrapped chocolate bars for her. ]
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[what, you've never seen someone eat a pie in one bite before? Isa's gonna sit back on her haunches and open her mouth expectantly. there are so too many teeth in there.]
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[ Maybe she'll pass on it. Pumpkin is such an okay flavor, but there's so much candy instead. She doesn't wait for a response since the priority is, indeed, the candy, and steps over to lean closer and sorta... toss them into Isa's mouth. She doesn't want to put her arms in there, okay. ]
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Yeah. I know it's not your favorite, but the first one was pretty good.
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[ More chocolate it is. She's gonna perch on the low wall near the cauldron and devour this, since they seem to be melting a little faster in her hands. ]
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[she turns back to the cauldron and leans over it, picking carefully through it with her claws. unbeknownst to Lea, Isa's now thinking about when she sent the kiddos to HT separately to fight each other; it was inevitable that it would come to mind here.]
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You ever wonder why some worlds always seem to be stuck in the same time of day? I mean, I've seen Halloween Town at night, I've seen it during the day, but it's always pretty close.
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[they're a lot of what Isa's thought about since entering this room. she misses them, but she's doing better now that Lea's home. time to dump more gummy candy in her mouth.]
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[ It makes sense, but honestly she'd never really tried to figure it out on her own. She does that with a lot of mundane, unimportant things - things she's just curious about. Probably because when they were kids she could just ask Isa for the answer. She's gonna use her tail to sweep up a large handful of candy for herself, just to see if she can. (She can, but several things spill. One of those things might have been an eyeball.) ]
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...maybe. Makes as much sense as anything else.
[she's so cool and collected.]
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welcome to kate's emporium of text walls and angsty symbolism
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