[Let's be real here, Judar's pretty much the equivalent of a space rat anyway. He'd spent about five minutes looking for Clover before he realized that he'd totally forgotten the layout of the ship (or more like deliberately blocked it out of his memory out of sheer spite) and gave up. Eh, she'll probably find him eventually anyway, she has to get hungry at some point right? Surely his sudden ability to worldhop will not come as a shock to her at all.
Luckily he's remembered at least where the lounge is, which is why when Clover draws closer to the kitchen, she'll hear the dulcet tones of Superbass starting up. God he's missed modern technology and music. He's so invested reacquainting himself with the wonders of Nicki Minaj that he's not even keeping an eye on the kitchen door anymore.]
[That's definitely the sound of Superbass, and Clover pauses in the hall, because Alice was driving last she checked and where else would Superbass be coming from? Constant paranoia makes for a...decent?? a sometimes-correct sense of actual danger??? And something is definitely off here, so Clover's reaching for the handle of her cleaver when she ever-so-quietly tiptoes to peer around the edge of the doorway into the kitchen and it's even worse than space rats it's Judar.
But for a few seconds she's stuck just sort of gaping at him from the doorway. She glances over her shoulder, finds nothing in or off about the hall, and looks back to Judar—that's definitely at least something Judar-shaped. Part of her stays unconvinced that she's not dreaming or worse; silly her, thinking she was over the illusion bullshit part of her adventures. Even that part, though, wants to hold out hope with the rest of her that this is for real.
Except it makes absolutely no sense for Judar to be here just like chillin on her spaceship with Superbass like it isn't even a thing and neither are any of the alarm systems and she isn't really sure how to start processing this so it does make sense? Is he even paying attention???]
What—
[okay, nope, steadying her voice and speaking up and trying again, still wide-eyed and baffled]
[He sure hadn't been paying attention, but at the sound of Clover's voice Judar finally looks up and...gives her a cheerful wave and grin like nothing about this scenario is weird or shocking at all. Aside from a change in outfits and the giant sword he's sitting on, it's almost like he never left at all.]
Heeeey, I got bored and came to hang out! You're all outta peaches by the way, you should stock more. [He waves a hand flippantly at her question.] Ehh, I just had to adjust my teleportation spell to account for interdimensional distances. It was easy enough tracking you down after that since I infused the ship with some of my magic before I left.
[Actually no, it was super hard and he definitely accidentally teleported himself into the middle of fucking nowhere more than once, but he's not about to admit to how much effort he went through just so he could possibly go space exploring with Clover again emotions are disgusting.]
and she just sort of. looks at him. looks at the peach pit in her hand. back to Judar. over her shoulder and down the hall. back to Judar.]
Ohhhhhhhhmygod you're in my kitchen, why are you in my kitchen. [Nope, still trying to make sense of this, give her a second. Teleportation spells sound logical for given values of the word based on all of the Everything she has ever dealt with; who is she to think anything is weird at all about magic being infused in things?? She hasn't even started on the weirdness of the giant sword also chillin there, honestly that's like the least weird thing happening right now.
That something good would ever actually happen to her seems unlikely enough that caution stays in her expression, and she isn't quiiite letting go of the cleaver, but she sounds hopeful.] ...It's really you?
[okay wait why IS that giant sword there, she looks like she's going to say something and then just kind of ends up gesturing helplessly at it with the peach pit still in her hand, it has not occurred to her to just put it down literally anywhere else, but like it's not aimed specifically enough to just not be a vague confused arm-wave at all of this]
Uh, 'cause I got hungry? Plus I couldn't remember where all the other rooms were. [aggressively continues to not help at all
He'll go ahead and prove his identity by scoffing at her next question and clearly sulking over her lack of reaction no illusion could possibly match this level of immaturity.] Obviously it's me, who else would be skilled enough to teleport onto a ship in the middle of space in another fucking universe? [he's just gonna conveniently forget about all the other people who could worldhop way before he could...] Ugh, it took a ton of work figuring out how to get here and I was even nice enough to get you something, you could act more excited to see me!
[didn't he just fucking say thirty seconds ago that tracking the ship down was super easy]
[how does one person manage to be this completely fucking useless without even trying to be
and she's absolutely filing all the effort he put into getting here away to bully him over later but right now she's still working past the inherent ?!?!?!?! of the situation, but—no, no illusion could be this much of an infant about this, this is the Judarest way this situation could have been dealt with, Judar is actually in her kitchen right now.]
No, I just... [oh no. oh no it's worse than just freezing up with surprise she's getting all teary-eyed it's emotions] I'm just—omigod you're really here, it's really you, I didn't think I'd get to see you again!
[Being excited is as 0 to 100 as everything else Clover has ever done in her entire life, and she's throwing the peach pit on the ground and running over to try tugging him into a hug. has the regret started yet.]
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Luckily he's remembered at least where the lounge is, which is why when Clover draws closer to the kitchen, she'll hear the dulcet tones of Superbass starting up. God he's missed modern technology and music. He's so invested reacquainting himself with the wonders of Nicki Minaj that he's not even keeping an eye on the kitchen door anymore.]
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But for a few seconds she's stuck just sort of gaping at him from the doorway. She glances over her shoulder, finds nothing in or off about the hall, and looks back to Judar—that's definitely at least something Judar-shaped. Part of her stays unconvinced that she's not dreaming or worse; silly her, thinking she was over the illusion bullshit part of her adventures. Even that part, though, wants to hold out hope with the rest of her that this is for real.
Except it makes absolutely no sense for Judar to be here just like chillin on her spaceship with Superbass like it isn't even a thing and neither are any of the alarm systems and she isn't really sure how to start processing this so it does make sense? Is he even paying attention???]
What—
[okay, nope, steadying her voice and speaking up and trying again, still wide-eyed and baffled]
How the hell did you get in here.
[fucking
nailed it]
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Heeeey, I got bored and came to hang out! You're all outta peaches by the way, you should stock more. [He waves a hand flippantly at her question.] Ehh, I just had to adjust my teleportation spell to account for interdimensional distances. It was easy enough tracking you down after that since I infused the ship with some of my magic before I left.
[Actually no, it was super hard and he definitely accidentally teleported himself into the middle of fucking nowhere more than once, but he's not about to admit to how much effort he went through just so he could possibly go space exploring with Clover again emotions are disgusting.]
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and she just sort of. looks at him. looks at the peach pit in her hand. back to Judar. over her shoulder and down the hall. back to Judar.]
Ohhhhhhhhmygod you're in my kitchen, why are you in my kitchen. [Nope, still trying to make sense of this, give her a second. Teleportation spells sound logical for given values of the word based on all of the Everything she has ever dealt with; who is she to think anything is weird at all about magic being infused in things?? She hasn't even started on the weirdness of the giant sword also chillin there, honestly that's like the least weird thing happening right now.
That something good would ever actually happen to her seems unlikely enough that caution stays in her expression, and she isn't quiiite letting go of the cleaver, but she sounds hopeful.] ...It's really you?
[okay wait why IS that giant sword there, she looks like she's going to say something and then just kind of ends up gesturing helplessly at it with the peach pit still in her hand, it has not occurred to her to just put it down literally anywhere else, but like it's not aimed specifically enough to just not be a vague confused arm-wave at all of this]
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He'll go ahead and prove his identity by scoffing at her next question and clearly sulking over her lack of reaction no illusion could possibly match this level of immaturity.] Obviously it's me, who else would be skilled enough to teleport onto a ship in the middle of space in another fucking universe? [he's just gonna conveniently forget about all the other people who could worldhop way before he could...] Ugh, it took a ton of work figuring out how to get here and I was even nice enough to get you something, you could act more excited to see me!
[didn't he just fucking say thirty seconds ago that tracking the ship down was super easy]
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and she's absolutely filing all the effort he put into getting here away to bully him over later but right now she's still working past the inherent ?!?!?!?! of the situation, but—no, no illusion could be this much of an infant about this, this is the Judarest way this situation could have been dealt with, Judar is actually in her kitchen right now.]
No, I just... [oh no. oh no it's worse than just freezing up with surprise she's getting all teary-eyed it's emotions] I'm just—omigod you're really here, it's really you, I didn't think I'd get to see you again!
[Being excited is as 0 to 100 as everything else Clover has ever done in her entire life, and she's throwing the peach pit on the ground and running over to try tugging him into a hug. has the regret started yet.]