Elsa ✬

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[ah yes, another beautiful morning in forgetaville with elsa's lovely roommates--

--sora and also it's just sora again.





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she doesn't scream, because she's not that kind of girl. instead, she just. stares. is she losing it? is this the Realm's punishment for her. pretending? what is going on. oh no. oh nooo.

elsa clears her throat. ahem.]

Ah. Sora?

Why are you... in my room?

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[it sure is just sora. and also, the entire room is different! he's asleep, first of all, but since elsa's waking up first she's bound to notice their new pods and the like. but he hears her voice and he scrunches up his face, cracking an eye open as he looks.]

Huh? [a very intelligent answer. but as he seems to register what's happening he jolts in surprise, sitting up in said-pod.] Whoa. What's going on here?

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I don't know. Everything changed, and now we're...

[elsa. takes in the room. hm. okay.]

We're in. Boxes. [...] Watch your head.

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[judging by the sudden bonk, that warning came a little too late and there's a whiny sort of grumble.]

We're in boxes. Okay...why are we in boxes? [he turns his head to start assessing his pod.] What does yours look like? Are all of your things with you?

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Everything's here.

[she's poking her head into sora's box, now.]

So you didn't bring yourself here, either?

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Nope. [hello! he's in his box with his large cat pillow and also his riku doll and probably star-themed pjs. he also has some impressive bedhead going on.] Last thing I remember was going to sleep in my room with Izumo. In a bed. Not a box.

[mysterious...] Think the Realm did something else?

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[elsa has rather plain grey pajama pants, but her top is amusingly space-themed.]

It must have. I said goodnight to Bucky and Ochako, and then I woke up in a box. Poof.

I'm not sure I'm going to get used to this...

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Poof. [he's just repeating it kind of curiously because that sure is what it is.] I've woken up in strange places before, but nothing really like this. What if this is a regular thing?

[are they going to just wake up with no memory of how they got places every week?]

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You know, I think it might be?

[sure fits with the whole. theme. of memory loss.]

Incidentally, did your pajamas change, too? Because... [she's pulling at hers.] ...this? I've never seen.

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I can't decide if that makes me feel better or worse. [but he looks down at his pajamas and nods. given the fact his shirt now says something akin to "blast off to sleep!" that's a safe bet.]

Can't say I've ever seen this either. Sooo that's creepy. Right? Tell me I'm not the only one who thinks it's creepy.

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Oh, no, you're absolutely right. That is very, very creepy.

[she withdraws from the curtain, resting back on her heels.]

You know what? I'm going to pretend it's all by magic. Just, poof! We're all in crazy rooms with new pajamas. Done.

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[he's still sitting up and seems to be tapping around the inside of his pod, shuffling through to account for all of his items.]

Magic seems to explain a couple of things around here, but it just makes it even more unfair we can't use ours.

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Very unfair. Maybe we can petition for it.

[she's investigating her pajamas.]

What... is this. [the alien.]

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[he squints slightly.]

Pretty sure that's an alien. Like...a weird creature from another planet.

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An... alien?

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What's an alien?

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Oh. It's like...um. [how to describe.] These little green guys from other planets?

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[he's just said the same thing twice, and she's still reeling to understand it at all. faintly, she replies:]

What... what planet? Mars? Venus?

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Both? [the truth is now that he's gone so many places, and have met the little toy story aliens, he has no idea how the hell to describe them.]

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Wh...?

[ALIENS...]

So... all the planets in our solar system have... life on them? That's... that's a lot to take in.

[AT SEVEN AM ON MONDAY MORNING]

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...I have no idea. I've never been to those worlds. [HE DUG HIMSELF INTO THIS HOLE.] Maybe it doesn't matter too much.

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Then... you saw them in books.

[it's a period, not a question mark. everything in this place is soooo much.]

Let's... let's move on. Do you want breakfast?

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...moving on sounds great. [god.] But yeah, I could eat. Wanna head down to the kitchen? I'm still practicing breakfast foods but I'm getting better at making them.

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You're practicing breakfast food? Okay. I want to see that.

[she stands back up, barefoot beyond her pajamas, and steps out of the way of his pod.]

Like, eggs and things?

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[out of the pod he goes! he happily jumps down and onto his feet, not bothering to get dressed and starting to lead her out of the room still in his own pajamas as well.]

Eggs and things. And some other stuff? Most of what I've been learning is a little fancier than that.

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Shouldn't we get--? [oh but. he's already going. okay. that's fine. okay.

she pads after him, hair loosely draped down her back.]

Who are you learning from?