Baby steps

Week 12 - Loss

She-Ra disappears,
Perfuma fears,
Prime interferes.

S5 EP10

"Mermista, Spinnerella, and Scorpia have wreaked havoc across Etheria. If we wanna stop Horde Prime, we have to neutralise them and figure out how to free them from their chips," Bow spoke, moving some pieces across a board. Adora rose from the chair she was in, walking slowly to the board. She absently handed Violet a rattle, hoping it'd keep the three month old entertained.

It did.

"Leave this to me. I've been keeping track of every Princess' weakness. And I've discerned the best tactical strategy to overpower every one of them. Spinny's weakness was obvious," Netossa boasted, displaying a notepad. Adora rubbed her chin. "Uh-huh, uh-huh. Real obvious. And, um," She paused briefly. "What was it exactly?" Netossa sighed. "Everyone knows she twisted her ankle when she was a kid. If you kept her off balance, her injury would act up on her. Next time we fight, I'll target it, and subdue her and un-chip her and save her and remind her of it every time she tells me its my turn to clean,"

Adora exchanged a wide eyes look with Catra. "Right... but could we circle backed to your... not-at-all-weird-and-very-detailed theories on our weaknesses?" Bow tried to deflect the conversation. Glimmer scoffed. "Yeah, not all of us would have been as easy as a twisted ankle," She snarked. Adora resisted the urge to snark something nasty. There was no need to embroil the rest of the alliance (or rather - what remained of it) into their argument... even if the whole situation was Glimmer's fault anyway.

Netossa held a maniacal look on her face. "Oh, you don't believe me. That's- That's fine. I'll just demonstrate," She picked up a piece of metal. "Entrapta's weakness: tech," She tossed it off behind the tents. Entrapta crashed after it. "Mermista's: fire. Frosta's: also fire," Netossa peered over her shoulder. "Adora can't act to save her life. Also, extreme hair-envy with She-Ra," Adora touched her poof with a pout. "Glimmer: crippling self-doubted mixed with overwhelming hubris,"

Adora snorted.

Glimmer sputtered. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, that's, like, really personal compared to fire," Perfuma clapped her hands. "Oh, oh, do me. Do me next!" Netossa walked over. "Perfuma: fire. And an inability to unleash your full power due to your overwhelming fear of hurting the people you care about," Perfuma hesitated. "Some might say that's actually a positivequality," She tried. "It's not," Netossa deadpanned. "Bow's weakness..."

Netossa cut the string on Bow's bow. The archer fell to his knees with a gasp. "You've spent a lot of time thinking about this, huh?" He spat. Netossa bent down, twirling a piece of string within her grasp. She replaced the cut one. "Contingency plans are how you win, and I always win," Adora rested her chin on top of Violet's head. The infant twisted to see what it was, quickly bringing Adora's extended finger to her gummy mouth.

"Okay, we get it. Princesses are easy to take down. You and your files don't have anything on real threats, like me," Netossa brought out a water bottle, squirting some into Catra's face. The magicat shrieked, sputtering. Netossa squirted her again, quickly trapping her in a net. Catra hissed loudly as she writhed in the magical containment. Adora laughed so hard her sides began to ache.

At least until: "You didn't actually say how Adora would be taken down," The smile and mirth slipped off her face. Adora kept her face as neutral as she could. Netossa frowned. "Uh, yeah, I did," She argued. Adora watched carefully as Glimmer chose her next words. "Well... no you didn't. All you said was that she has hair envy and can't act. She's not invincible, surely?" Adora raised her eyebrow. "Looking for more ideas, huh, Glimmer?" She said lightly. Glimmer's face soured. "No. I just think if our weaknesses have been exposed, yours should too," She argued. Adora sighed softly.