[As soon as she makes it into this new area, it feels like there’s something tearing away inside of her chest. The reasons for that are numerous - regret, anger, sorrow - but chief among them is a feeling of grief and guilt. What she heard just before she died reverberates inside her head again and again, and while she hopes it doesn’t mean what she thinks it does...
There’s no mistaking the voice she hears calling her name. Her heart drops like a stone through open air. Not an instant passes before she’s running towards the sound of his voice, tears already gathering in her eyes. When she sees him, the one word she says comes out choked as she stops in her tracks, distraught.]
[As he runs her way, there’s another split second where she hesitates. She doesn’t know how he died; she’s not sure if touching him would be welcome. Still, the look on his face, the way he’s calling her name, and the simple fact of where they are—
There’s barely another second before she steps forward to wrap her arms around him. Her voice is incredibly thick.]
I’m sorry. I’m, I’m so sorry, I heard you and I tried to come, but I couldn’t, and I...
Catra and Entrapta. Don't tell anyone—if there's any way I can screw them over from here, I plan on it. One issue is they could have friends on this side who might interfere.
They got rid of me for being the "cleverest", so there's a decent chance they'll kill again. I need to make sure the living know, somehow.
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week six, monday.
There’s no mistaking the voice she hears calling her name. Her heart drops like a stone through open air. Not an instant passes before she’s running towards the sound of his voice, tears already gathering in her eyes. When she sees him, the one word she says comes out choked as she stops in her tracks, distraught.]
Ray...?
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it's why, upon waking up, his first thought is of her. and when he sees her, he likewise freezes—before he runs over to her.]
Zoe!
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There’s barely another second before she steps forward to wrap her arms around him. Her voice is incredibly thick.]
I’m sorry. I’m, I’m so sorry, I heard you and I tried to come, but I couldn’t, and I...
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I should've come to help you. I—damn it. [a beat, and then:] Who the hell was it?
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[She runs a hand over his hair, gentle and (she hopes) soothing. After a few moments:]
Guy. You said - there were two?
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What the hell? Guy? Why'd he go after you!?
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[She leans back slightly, taking a second to rub at her eyes.]
I should never have left the room, but I heard something explode, and I was worried something happened. When I ran out, he was there.
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[well, they both. kind of now.]
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You never should have had to hear that. I’m... Ray, I’m so sorry.
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You used the bracelet what it was meant for. Don't be sorry about that.
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[She wipes at her face for a second before cutting off and choosing a new topic. Quietly:]
Who did this to you?
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Catra and Entrapta. Don't tell anyone—if there's any way I can screw them over from here, I plan on it. One issue is they could have friends on this side who might interfere.
They got rid of me for being the "cleverest", so there's a decent chance they'll kill again. I need to make sure the living know, somehow.
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[She bites her lip.]
We obviously couldn't just come right out and say it, but maybe some kind of code or hint.
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I can think of a few ways to hint at it. The concern is if anything we send will make it there in time and intact.
... And, obviously, if they're smart enough to figure it out.
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[...]
Most of them, at least.
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Unfortunately.
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[A beat, and then:]
Ray?
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Even if it wasn't my fault, I'm... so fucking sorry. You deserved to make it through this so, so much.
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[She hesitates for another moment.]
I think I can guess, but - what was your wish going to be?
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For my family's continued survival to be ensured.
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