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glowfic2015-12-11 01:53 pm
A Slightly Dim And Not Quite Stormy Afternoon
It is a fairly typical rainy August afternoon. Edie is lounging in civvies with a good book, and Emily is snacking on some leftover birthday cake while transformed and working on a metal sculpture.
"I don't know why you're bothering," Edie says of the copper-and-verdigris design. "I mean, the rest of it is going to go green too eventually, right?"
"Maybe, maybe not," Emily says stubbornly. "I could coat it with clear paint or something to prevent oxidation."
"Fair enough," Edie says, and returns to perusing her book.
"I don't know why you're bothering," Edie says of the copper-and-verdigris design. "I mean, the rest of it is going to go green too eventually, right?"
"Maybe, maybe not," Emily says stubbornly. "I could coat it with clear paint or something to prevent oxidation."
"Fair enough," Edie says, and returns to perusing her book.

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They make it out of the horrible spacewarped maze safely. ...And that would presumably be the assassin's distraction!
"Hi. The distraction, I presume?"
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Her costume is very reminiscent of the assassin's, but with a slightly more elaborate design, a colour scheme favouring deep blue rather than black, and paired moon and sun symbols instead of a set of stars. Also, she is glowing with a fierce silver-edged golden light that silently sings of help and healing and heroism.
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Then the alarm shuts off and the walls of the maze turn from red back to purple.
"...I'm going to assume that's Star," says the girl who is apparently Star's twin. "Good thing, too, that alarm was getting really annoying."
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She stops.
She tilts her head.
"...Are you a fusion?"
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"Oh, I guess Star found the controls," says the fusion.
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Then the maze implodes, and the message is obliterated by the feedback from what seems like a full-body wall impact at ten times the strength of previous encounters.
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