[She sighs in annoyance, blowing hair out of her face.]
I think the real daughter of the empire will be uncomfortable but she'll have to accept that she's got a family that cares about her. I'll be fine either way.
[ Fuu is quietly going to explain to Ranma that basically what’s about to happen is that there’s going to be a sign that will show them the next generation of their combined blood. It SHOULD work rather than highlight everyone with royal blood like what happened with the fae last time but. She’s less certain than she’s sounded with Adora and Catra.
When she follows the spell there’s a gust of wind through the room, blowing out the candles and killing the embers on the dried herbs she used. The entire room goes dark despite the window letting in sunshine. It’s like a curtain drops down over it.
And then there’s two pinpricks of light, growing, burning like the sun. One is over Adora. But there’s another over Nia.
Adora’s kinda grimacing after the wind. She’s watching Fuu and Ranma. She hasn’t realized what’s happening.
[Catra's mouth drops. She stumbles backward, eyes darting between Adora and Nia. This... can't be... its just not...?
Ranma's mixed expression of relief and exhaustion quickly tenses up. This was supposed to be the big moment for Adora and Kaori. To set things up as they should be. To bring everyone definite answers.
[Kaori sort of. Waves a hand over Nia's head, to mess with the light.
Ranma tries to focus back on Adora, even if its... really really hard to right now.]
The light... shows where the family bloodline emerges. It guides us to truth. [And for the sake of Adora's sanity, they'll lift up her chin to see her own light.]
[ It’s warm. It feels like a physical manifestation of the love Fuu and Ranma have between them, of the joy and comfort they have in each other’s presence. It feels like the nights Catra spent sleeping between them as a child, like the hugs they gave her, like falling into bed knowing she’s safe with her parents.
Nia… blinks. Not quite getting it. That seems wrong?
Adora was so sure nothing would happen. She’s not sure if she’s relieved or crushed. She takes a moment to watch the light before turning back to Catra to see her reaction. And seeing Nia’s light—]
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[Ranma's lips curl in a "I hate that phrasing" way.]
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... What is everyone expecting?
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Which is probably why grandma isn't invited.
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But then what will happen to you?
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[Fuu puts a hand on her hip and gives Catra one of those mom looks.] Dear, we'd appreciate it if you didn't lie about our parenting.
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But no, it'll be fine. They're gonna be weird about it no matter who's their daughter.
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... What do you think will happen, though, your highness?
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I think the real daughter of the empire will be uncomfortable but she'll have to accept that she's got a family that cares about her. I'll be fine either way.
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It'll probably be more beautiful for Adora than she's ready for. I mean, having magic confirm you have a family and a home... that's pretty something.
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[ Fuu manages to make it through the spell this time! No stabbed Ranma’s or anything! For a moment there’s nothing. ]
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When she follows the spell there’s a gust of wind through the room, blowing out the candles and killing the embers on the dried herbs she used. The entire room goes dark despite the window letting in sunshine. It’s like a curtain drops down over it.
And then there’s two pinpricks of light, growing, burning like the sun. One is over Adora. But there’s another over Nia.
Adora’s kinda grimacing after the wind. She’s watching Fuu and Ranma. She hasn’t realized what’s happening.
And Nia only sees the one above Adora’s head. ]
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Ranma's mixed expression of relief and exhaustion quickly tenses up. This was supposed to be the big moment for Adora and Kaori. To set things up as they should be. To bring everyone definite answers.
This... this doesn't make any sense at all...]
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[ Adora’s confusion. Like. Remember what. ]
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Ranma tries to focus back on Adora, even if its... really really hard to right now.]
The light... shows where the family bloodline emerges. It guides us to truth. [And for the sake of Adora's sanity, they'll lift up her chin to see her own light.]
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Nia… blinks. Not quite getting it. That seems wrong?
Adora was so sure nothing would happen. She’s not sure if she’s relieved or crushed. She takes a moment to watch the light before turning back to Catra to see her reaction. And seeing Nia’s light—]
That… seems like it didn’t work.
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It, uh... its hard to describe what it feels like. You'd have to touch it yourself...
But why is it...?
Nia. What did the fae say about your family history...?
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