Well... theoretically, yes. I've had this conversation a few times with a few people in terms of my agency and the like - though I'm not sure I'd go so far as having my memories rewritten...
[another nod, and she produces her phone, sliding it across the table so Viola can see the MIND CONTROL, UNSUED coupon clearly]
It makes sense with a lot of things we've discovered so far. [tail flick] Like that one night when you and the other dorm heads "fell ill" and couldn't remember what had happened to you. Not to mention the supposed inaccuracy of those applications we've found.
So-- with your permission, I want to see if I can use this coupon to try and unlock any memories you might've had erased or rewritten.
[her eyes widen slowly as the request dawns on her - to see if she can have any memories uncovered? it's a little daunting, given how the coupon system is out of her hands. in a way, catra would be able to really inflict anything she'd like on her, and she wouldn't be able to fight it presumably.
I'm going to trade it in for a "coupon that can restore rewritten memories." I don't know how powerful it'll be, or of it'll be permanent, or if it'll work at all.
[and once Viola gives the okay, Catra wordlessly picks her phone up to put in the coupon request. she waits a few moments for it to be approved, and once it is. . .?]
[she uses it without further preamble. do I have to report this in an item thread or smth]
[actually yea just report to your other top-level please so we can cross our T's and dot our I's!
Viola looks over the coupon request, also waiting for a long moment, wondering and curious -
and then she blinks and something shifts. she blinks again in rapid succession, once, twice, and brings her hand up to her head as if to ward off a phantom headache. she looks left, right, observing the surroundings, before her gaze falls to the used voucher and then it seems to click very quickly. she looks up to catra and - her gaze softens, fondly, just a little bit.]
Oh.
Very clever.
[approving and the corner of her mouth pulls up into a smile, even though there's a certain steely, focused, and fiery quality to her gaze now that wasn't present before]
[Catra watches the fidgeting with ears swiveled forward, eyes narrowed, like she isn't really sure how well this is going to turn out? her fur is slightly bristled too, because the mind control nature of this still has her on edge]
[but]
[then the evident confusion subsides, and Viola (???) turns her gaze on Catra, and she finds some of that unease settling even as her ears twitch in obvious interest]
[. . . . . . . . if it were bite week Viola would get a little nibble. probably]
[either way, Catra does not at all mind the immediate leap into business, because it's true-- neither of them know how much time she has like this. and the fire, the cold simmering anger, is something that Catra recognizes and respects. Kon and Crow had told her that Iris was angry, but. . . it's different to see it for herself]
Unfortunately, no. Nothing big that they've shared with me. [another tail lash] Did Crow tell you about the script he bought from Viola? Leo got one too, apparently-- only it's a "cast list," not a full script.
A script and a cast list - [she taps her fingers against the table, drumming in thought as she narrows her eyes] - it makes you wonder why these are available, why you're being given answers that are in fact truthful given that it led you to correctly assuming Viola and I aren't the same. If there are nuggets of truth to them...
Are we being baited? Or is—
[she pauses and finds herself out of breath again]
[OH NOOOO. . . that was far shorter than Catra had hoped for, and it shows in her expression, in the way it twists into frustration as she leans over the table]
-- Viola?
[her ears flatten]
No, it. . . it worked.
It worked like a charm, but only for about ten seconds.
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I'll keep it in mind, for a "just in case" kind of situation.
[ANYWAY!!]
That'll add six points to our point total too, right?
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[and she winks]
Which will put us right at Spring's heels. I intend on working hard this week to try to see what more we can get as well.
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You're such a hard worker. . . to be honest, I don't really get it.
[but it's cute (yes she thinks Viola is cute fight her) so it's fine]
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Is there something that's not to get...? I suppose I just enjoy being able to do things...
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[well look at her owning it???]
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Well, a variety of people in the world helps make things interesting.
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[with two working arms, Catra reaches out to cup her smoothie glass in both hands and slurp on it loudly]
But enough of that. I still have a second thing to ask.
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You talked to Crow and Kon about. . . people having their memories rewritten, right?
[a beat]
And you're aware that it's possible that this happened to you?
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[she tilts her head at this, nodding]
Well... theoretically, yes. I've had this conversation a few times with a few people in terms of my agency and the like - though I'm not sure I'd go so far as having my memories rewritten...
Everything in my head feels as though it's mine.
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It makes sense with a lot of things we've discovered so far. [tail flick] Like that one night when you and the other dorm heads "fell ill" and couldn't remember what had happened to you. Not to mention the supposed inaccuracy of those applications we've found.
So-- with your permission, I want to see if I can use this coupon to try and unlock any memories you might've had erased or rewritten.
[a pause]
Is that okay?
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[her eyes widen slowly as the request dawns on her - to see if she can have any memories uncovered? it's a little daunting, given how the coupon system is out of her hands. in a way, catra would be able to really inflict anything she'd like on her, and she wouldn't be able to fight it presumably.
so there is a beat of hesitation.
before she nods.]
Yes.
[the reason being - ]
I trust you, Catra. I'm in your care.
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[that make her cheeks flush and her heart hammer a little too loudly in her chest?? Viola???]
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-- okay, right.
[RIGHT. FOCUS, CATRA]
I'm going to trade it in for a "coupon that can restore rewritten memories." I don't know how powerful it'll be, or of it'll be permanent, or if it'll work at all.
But does that sound okay to you?
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viola turns the words in her head for a moment, calculating to make sure that nothing could go wrong from them - and then she nods.]
... that should be alright. I hope that you're able to glean from the experiment what you need to.
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[and once Viola gives the okay, Catra wordlessly picks her phone up to put in the coupon request. she waits a few moments for it to be approved, and once it is. . .?]
[she uses it without further preamble. do I have to report this in an item thread or smth]
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Viola looks over the coupon request, also waiting for a long moment, wondering and curious -
and then she blinks and something shifts. she blinks again in rapid succession, once, twice, and brings her hand up to her head as if to ward off a phantom headache. she looks left, right, observing the surroundings, before her gaze falls to the used voucher and then it seems to click very quickly. she looks up to catra and - her gaze softens, fondly, just a little bit.]
Oh.
Very clever.
[approving and the corner of her mouth pulls up into a smile, even though there's a certain steely, focused, and fiery quality to her gaze now that wasn't present before]
Hello, Catra. I'm Iris.
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[Catra watches the fidgeting with ears swiveled forward, eyes narrowed, like she isn't really sure how well this is going to turn out? her fur is slightly bristled too, because the mind control nature of this still has her on edge]
[but]
[then the evident confusion subsides, and Viola (???) turns her gaze on Catra, and she finds some of that unease settling even as her ears twitch in obvious interest]
-- it worked?
[IT WORKED???]
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[clears her throat and leans back in her chair]
I mean-- yeah, of course it's clever. It's me we're talking about.
What's up, Iris? I'm Catra.
[she. she knew that, Catra. don't try to be cool]
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I'd say it's a pleasure but I think there's still quite a few problems on our plate - and I don't know how long I have.
You've spoken with Crow and Kon, correct? Do we have any new insight on our enemy or why they've decided to make a mockery out of me?
[sometimes you are just war ready. her words are more measured than that of viola, carrying a certain level of intent and sharp, sharp anger]
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[either way, Catra does not at all mind the immediate leap into business, because it's true-- neither of them know how much time she has like this. and the fire, the cold simmering anger, is something that Catra recognizes and respects. Kon and Crow had told her that Iris was angry, but. . . it's different to see it for herself]
Unfortunately, no. Nothing big that they've shared with me. [another tail lash] Did Crow tell you about the script he bought from Viola? Leo got one too, apparently-- only it's a "cast list," not a full script.
[1/2]
Are we being baited? Or is—
[she pauses and finds herself out of breath again]
Ah—
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Viola's expression turns confused, wondering.]
Oh...
Did it not work, Catra?
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-- Viola?
[her ears flatten]
No, it. . . it worked.
It worked like a charm, but only for about ten seconds.
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