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pearl hurriedly shuffles into her room, not bothering to check if the door shut behind her.
Shes aching, her knees threatening to give out, to leave her laying in the cold wetness of her room.
She runs behind a tall water pillar, her back slowly sliding down as she covers her mouth with both hands. With her eyes still wet, and her mouth dry, she conjures up a hologram with her gem.
Curly ringlets of hair cascade down her back, and suddenly pearl is back where she wants to be.
Pearl would never use her powers for something as pathetic as this, but in a moment such as this it seems she cant help herself. She uncovers her mouth slowly.
"Oh pearl...." the hologram starts. Pearl almost doesn't realize how robotic its voice is. It sound's nothing like her. "Whats wrong?" The hologram kneels in-front of her. outstretching a hand, she cups pearls face in a cold, translucent hand.