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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. ]

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Just a little. On top. On the side.

[ Right now all she's thinking about is going back to sleep with her face in Isa's hair. She might already be on her way, with how comfortable she is. ]

[that'd be fine tbh, Isa's in no hurry. buuuuut on the other hand they should both eat and not just sleep through the evening, or they'll both wake up ravenous at 3am. what does babie want here?]

Do you want food or to go back to sleep, you goof?

[ To not have to do or think about anything, even though she really should find ways to occupy herself that aren't thinking (which happens automatically) or being dead weight on Isa (which will happen no matter her mood). ]

...both?

Do I need to find an oversized baby sling somewhere, so I can carry you around on my back everywhere I go? You're a little tall for it but we could make it work.

[hmmm, time to think of things to talk about that would keep Lea distracted. but in the meantime Isa's still a pillow, because that's easier than getting up.]

Could just piggyback, it would be faster.

[ As if she hasn't hopped on to see if Isa would carry her at least once since she entered the dressing room. ]

Yeah, but what happens when you get tired of clinging? You'll fall on your ass, probably. It would work if I had a second pair of arms.

[she'd never drop Lea, ever, and would absolutely just accept being climbed on, as she always has. at the moment she's thinking about just extracting herself and telling Lea to go back to sleep, while Isa makes food, but she could also be pretty easily convinced to stay where she is.]

We could find a potion for that.

[ Isa arms x2. She would just die from being too gay. There will be protests if she tries to leave Lea alone, but she could be similarly convinced to follow. Thank god the apartment doesn't have real walls. ]

Maybe, although around here it could just as easily give me more legs, or turn me into a weird spider person. Oh, but that reminds me, I went to Halloween Town by myself while you were gone, I got a way better change than the first time. It was still a really obvious commentary on me as a person, but from what I could tell I looked pretty cool.

[hmmmmm she's developing a plan that might include death from being too gay, that seems better than Lea moping.]

[ Death By Gay is still preferable to moping for Lea too, yes. She's kind of disturbed by the idea of Isa with spider legs, but the second part makes her lift her head up enough to stare at Isa's face. ]

No way. What was it?

[ "Why did you go without me? Were you trying to get depressed?" ]

[listen, she went in braced for something equally shitty to happen, and was pleasantly surprised when it didn't do that again.]

It was this big beast thing, I had antlers and a lot of fur, and sharp teeth and claws. I was big enough that I was actually afraid I wouldn't be able to get back out through the door but I changed back as soon as I got partway through.

Antlers? Alright, alright. Sounds a little more badass than I was expecting.

[ Read: I was expecting a wolf. ]

Think it'll give you the same thing if we go together?

If it doesn't I'm gonna be pissed.

[Lea should know, this is a valid threat and the dressing room should be afraid. but, now that Lea's sounding a little more awake and alert, Isa's gonna gently roll Lea off of her to one side, and sit up to lean over her. it might be rather ominous, but all she does is give Lea a platonic, innocent smooch on the cheek. she doesn't want to overwhelm Lea or make her feel like she has to reciprocate, but she does want to encourage her, with this thing between them.]

I'm gonna go make food, you can go back to sleep for a bit if you want.

[ Lea does indeed understand how very real of a threat it is, and thinks Isa might be the only person here capable of doing some shit to the DR. It's unnatural, but a talent for intimidation. (See: Crowley's plants.)

Anyway we've got a case of the dokis now, and Lea looks a little stunned and flustered by this series of actions, because she's a useless lesbian. ]

Uh.

[ Useless. ]

— nnngh okay. If I even can.

If we ever hit a point where you can't sleep, I think we're in trouble.

[Isa, by which i actually mean myself, can't think of a single thing they could possibly talk about that wouldn't make Lea sad again; otherwise she'd invite Lea to keep her company in the kitchen, which she's welcome to do anyway, but yeah. it's still not a good time to bring up Xigbar, and she's definitely not going to bring up the fact that she got a little teary over what Xemnas said before dying, which she watched Axel play through along with all the other ending shit. anyway, she's gonna get out of bed and leave Lea to recover from her dokis, taking a second to stretch before disappearing around the wall.]

[ Lea gives some nondescript grumbles in response, but she can't really argue it. When Isa gets out of the bed she's just going to flop onto her back and toss an arm over her eyes. She will be able to fall back asleep, but it'll be restless and she won't really like it. Food would definitely help at this point, to avoid maximum crankiness. ]

[this thread is a good counterpoint to when Isa first arrived, huh. it's something like forty minutes before the food is finished, but hopefully Lea will rouse when the smell of four cheese and bacon bits macaroni comes back around the wall. Isa has two bowls balanced on one arm, and a glass of chocolate milk for Lea in the other hand.]

[ She wakes up, but she doesn't move except for her arm, and she looks groggy and disoriented. It takes her a few seconds to remember, again, where she is and what's going on, but she's not met with crippling depression this time. ]

Food?

Food. C'mon, sit up.

[she sets the glass on the nightstand next to Lea and then circles to the other side of the bed so she can sit down with this food and her best friend. we're gonna fill up on dairy and then maybe kiss a little.]

Do I have to.

[ It's more of a statement than a real question or argument, and she sits up, expression bleary. She's going to down a solid half of that chocolate milk right away. Dairy is good. Kissing might be better. ]

I'm not going to feed you myself, so yes.

[Isa's sitting close enough that their shoulders can touch, because she knows Lea does better with physical contact. kissing might be better than dairy, yes, that remains to be seen.]

Ugh.

[ As if she's not already sitting up and hasn't drank a little over half a glass of chocolate milk in one go. She's going to lean against Isa pretty heavily, but not so much that they're uncomfortable. She will take the bowl on her own, at least. ]

Smells really good.

Hopefully it is, it's been a while since I made this.

[she'll go quiet while she's eating, unless Lea has anything to say. at the moment Isa's thinking about all that happened in the limited time they both had with everyone, and if there's anything pressing she should mention besides the Xigbar bullshit.]

[ Everything. Tell her everything. She's quiet and still kind of out of it until she starts eating, then she sighs, or rather exhales through her nose, since she has the spoon in her mouth. ]

Yeah, it's really good.

Good.

[the problem is that a lot of what she might say has to do with either Xehanort, who's a moot point, or Xemnas, who she's assuming Lea would be happy never hearing about ever again in her life. finally, after a few minutes of eating and also thinking so hard Lea can probably hear it, she sighs, and nudges Lea's shoulder with her own.]

Hey. I've got some bad news that doesn't really matter now that you're here and not there, but.

[ Normally she would've picked up on it and having Isa speak would be a relief, but she's so tired and trying to shake off depression that she had just kind of zoned out eating. Now, though. ]

I haven't had nearly enough mac and cheese to deal with this, but sure. What happened? Or is it going to happen?