[ RIP Memkira, gone too early, suffocated by cat floof... His newfound struggle seems to directly affect the memory, each toss and turn prying open the strange fissures lancing through the room.
(It's almost a shame to see it go, but the past is what it is—better put to rest.)
—Time for a final attack. Morgana happily loafs on Other Akira's, and Akira himself returns the favor, mashing his entire face right into Memgana's tummy, blowing a fierce raspberry.
The last of the room shatters, and their counterparts both fade and vanish in motes of soft light. They're left back where they'd started, in Akira's current room in Olympia... ]
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(It's almost a shame to see it go, but the past is what it is—better put to rest.)
—Time for a final attack. Morgana happily loafs on Other Akira's, and Akira himself returns the favor, mashing his entire face right into Memgana's tummy, blowing a fierce raspberry.
The last of the room shatters, and their counterparts both fade and vanish in motes of soft light. They're left back where they'd started, in Akira's current room in Olympia... ]
...Wonder what that was about.
[ Beans... and attics... ]