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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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[ She knows. She has her own, and they're not small pieces at all. This is great, having buddies she can just gorge on meat with. Not that she can't with Red, but that's different. ]
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Oh, here, Axel's finally awake on his own.
[and bam, just like that they've switched. he's not gone, at least. Axel immediately yawns and rubs at his face, only slightly disoriented from his nap.]
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Morning.
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[nomp. mmmmmm. full is an overstatement, he's nowhere close. also Hachibi says what, is he supposed to say goodbye or something when he's not really leaving?]
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[ She'll set the chicken down on his plate since he's being a butt. Also yeah, he could!! ]
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Figure of speech. This is really good.
[hmmm why is Hachibi doing that little laugh that he only does when he knows something Axel doesn't.]
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Riku wouldn't be able to answer that question for him, by virtue of not being able to hear Hachibi anymore. ]
Thanks. This place is really good. Why don't we come here more often?
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[he puts a couple of ribs on the grill and immediately gets huffed at inside his head for ruining good food.]
Oh, he says I need to try the sauce, because he can't appreciate it.
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He's right. Here—
[ The proper way to have sauce here is to put it on the meat while it's grilling. Give her a few minutes. ]
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[ever been kicked in the head from the inside, Riku? he'll just rest his cheek on his hand and sulk a little while she does her thing. what babies, both of them, honestly.]
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[ Utterly deadpan, but she knows how funny she is. They are babies. Smell how delicious this garlic sauce is, come on. Also she probably shouldn't taunt someone who now has significant secrets leverage over her, and yet. ]
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I'm not fighting, he is. That smells really good.
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[ The best part is how the sauce caramelizes in the heat. So good. ]
We had a good conversation while you were napping, so I hope he doesn't spoil it by being grumpy.
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[he's gonna eat one of these ribs while Riku's finishing her stuff. he could almost go for some fries, but why waste space on potato when there is only meat.]
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Oh yeah. Do you want to see them now?
[ Her phone is still on the table, she can easily unlock it. ]
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[for all these ladies, he means, not the people in general, obviously. especially Sora, it's been ages since there was a girl Sora around here, same with girlxas.]
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Here, go nuts.
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Oh, wow, Aeleus is uh.
[thicc? a Big Girl? taller than him, probably.]
Intimidating.
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[ Why would they, honestly. Although neither one of them seems to hold a grudge for their fight back in Castle Oblivion, or the results of it.
Moving this piece of chicken over to your plate now, Axel. ]
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Not surprising, I guess. And I see Dilan looks like as much of an asshole as Xaldin ever was.
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[ What kind of woman is named Dilan. Thank you for taking the time to enjoy the meat, though. ]
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No wonder she looks mad all the time, if that's true.
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... She does look like that.
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I— hm. Oh. He says you two already talked about Even.
[he was a little slower to notice than Hachibi, but he got there in the end.]
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Mm. Why, what were you going to say?
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