'I'm not sure what happened, but Adora, has now turned into Despara, whoever that is'Despara listened in silence as Bow explained to someone out of sight what was happening.
She didn't know herself.
Or anyone, for that matter.
'Right, Despara..?' Bow sat down in front of her.
'Yes? I am sorry I don't know who you are' She sighed.
'Err...Okay, Well my name is Bow, and I have some questions for you if that's alright?'
'I think so' Despara replied.
''Question number one, Do you have any memories?'
'Well....I remember a girl..My age, I assume, she was sleeping a the bottom of my bed...? Catra! Her name was Catra! And there was a woman...who hurt her a lot. With billowy hair and Crimson robes..?'
Despara paused.
'And...a lizard boy...there was a girl with dreadlocks too..and another boy...short.. with blonde hair..'
Bow nodded silently, taking on her words.
He was pleased that she was remembering somethings.
Then he spoke again.
'That's good for now...maybe I'll just save the other questions for later-'
He was cut off with Despara finally noticing her hair poof.
'What is this? Utterly ridiculous! What? Was I trying to get weapons lodged in here during battle?!'
Bow couldn't help a snicker as he left Despara to her rant.
Though he was quite sad.
He missed Adora. He now needed Adora. She was necessary...
Now he only had Despara.
Stupid, clueless, Despara.
He wanted to cry.
He felt bad for mentally talking bad about Despara, but he couldn't help it.
He slid down the closed door. And cried into his hands.
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Shadow Weaver had been enjoying a glass of wine by the fire when the rebellion came to verbally harass her.
Questions which she answered in her usual drawl were asked. The princesses spoke over each other, while the others struggled to hold the cap on their inner rage.
But Micah watched her with a thoughtful expression. Not once moving to annoy her. Not once speaking to bully her pointed ears.
It was intriguing, she thought.
But why?
Why did he still hang around when the others got tired of arguing amongst themselves? Why after it all that happened, does he show indifference to her? Just...Why?
So many questions. Annoying her more then the rebellion had.
Stars, couldn't this just end? She half wanted to throw herself to her demise just so see the rebellions reactions, especially Catra and Adoras.
That's an entertaining idea, she thought.
Better save that in my scheming files.
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