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Adora, 'dora, 'dora the Horde Soldier!
The camera zooms in on the Blonde Hair Poof as she awkwardly smiles just out of screen. "Where's the Force Captain Orientation being held?"
Seconds go by, or could it have been minutes? Out of the silence, it speaks. "That's right! In the meeting room! Can you say 'meeting room?'"
A long, blank stare was directed towards the Poof as her magicat companion spoke. "What is going on with you, Adora? Did you finally get brain damage?"
