Vivio had heard about the whole clone mess earlier, but tried her best to ignore it. She couldn't bear to think of what would of happened if she had joined up with the rest of them.

Then again, she knew what would happen - her mamas would have tore the planet apart in retaliation.

Trying to get her mind off of what was going on, she figured getting some sleep would do wonders. However, the dream she had would make that impossible...

Lost in a strange complex of sorts, Vivio had met a younger Nanoha and, thanks to recent events, kept calling her "Nanoha-mama". Instead, the girl was left more than a little stunned, especially when the Vivio that Nanoha knew appeared. After discussing their oddness, Vivio had revealed everything about the Ohm and came to the realization that she and those people where she was could help. They could save the universe together!

But, it wasn't meant to be. She was told that the worlds being destroyed were part of their destiny and there was nothing they could do to save them. This was mere moments before she was sent back...

...and she woke up.

A good hour later, Vivio was wandering the City streets, parts of the dream still on her mind. The biggest one was that it was the world's destiny to be destroyed by the Ohm. But, that was a dream, right? Dreams was just silly things that happened while she slept.

If that was the case, why was she bothered by this?

(OoC: I had Vivio participate in planeocracy's Fourth Wall event and thanks to the rules of that game, what happened was pretty much a dream to her.)

Irma was gone. Matt was gone. Just about everyone from their universe seemed to have been podded, and Kaya decided, in the wake of this, that she should still make sure the classrooms were kept clean. The place she was staying, Will's room with all of the gymnastics, had been clean after Kaya ad attempted a fairly rigorous workout. She had made sure that Matt's wares were stocked, the common room swept and cleaned, so that when the other came around, they would have a nice place to sit and talk.

First there was Cornelia's room, with all of its earth nation goodness and flowers, making sure that the architecture was carefully polished and everything watered so nothing was neglected. She couldn't help passing by this room and thinking of Toph.

Then she moved onto Hay Lin's room, which never failed to remind her of Aang with all of its wind implements, very much something an airbender would have loved: she would have to make sure to tell both Aang and Nima about it if they had the chance to visit. It always seemed so big and grand and open to her, as she thought the element air should anyhow.

Tarnee's room, while once making her wary with its affiliation for fire, was gotten over once you stepped inside: it was kept in balance with all of the books and the globes that were a representation of energy everywhere. She always loved coming here to expand her mind a bit, and it was a perfect reflection of an intellectual girl Kaya never had the pleasure of meeting.

And then, of course, there was Irma's room. She knew there was an obvious bias here, stepping into the room that reflected her best, with all of its watery element and the ability to swim in and out of the water that surrounded the room. She was cleaning here a little, and then could not help herself: she discarded her clothing, wrapped only in her underclothes and jumped in, allowing the underwater environment to envelop her. Perhaps her favorite thing about this place was how she could still breathe underwater.

She was so entranced, she did not notice anyone coming in.

There was an inner battle in her mind (wasn't there always?). On the one hand there was her personal distaste for anything tampering with or influencing her mind and on the other... On the other there was the craving- no, the need to split something in two. In the end, her anger at GLaDOS pushed her over the edge.

She strode into one of the Sensoriums and waited for the door to close behind her.

"I hear you can bring up illusions. And since you're psychic..." And your little friends dug around in my brain. "I want you to show me something from my past."

Several moments later, after giving the sentient spaceship more details, Kerrigan stood on Char, surrounded by her beloved zerg. She was close enough to a hydralisk to feel as well as hear its low growl. It wasn't hostile but welcoming as one would welcome family. She didn't remember most of her reign as the Queen of Blades, but this was familiar, almost soothing.

Kerrigan placed her hand on the hydralisk's carapace, stroking down its head.

Much too familiar.

One telekinetic blast the zerg sprawling backwards. It let out a shriek, one that did not evoke a feeling of comfort in the former Ghost. Good.

"See your Queen of Blades now!" Kerrigan shouted. "They may have mutilated me but my wrath is still the same!" Challenging a brood of zerg to a fight after being deinfested- and after the Ohm had experimented on her and somehow dampened her strength- it was impossible odds, even in the Sensorium. In short, it was nothing she hadn't faced before.

Several hours later, she left the Sensorium both exhausted and wired. And completely confident in the Sensorium's safety precautions.