Orange was laying on her side, head supported by one hand while the other held loosely onto a display that she was supposed to be working on, but had since abandoned in favor of interacting with her Pearl. Or more precisely, the news she had brought with her from the archives, at her DIamond's request. Around them was a holographic scene that illuminated the room in off-white and light blue constructs, canceling out the natural orange tint of the chamber walls, all being projected from Pearl's gem. Giant marble obelisks jutted up into low hanging clouds, polished slabs of stone made up the floors, reflecting the white light that represented the sunlight breaking through the clouds. All around the room were the vague shapes of pastel colored light forms, representing various gems with few of them having much detail, all of them moving about and mingling, unseeing of Pearl as she knelt on the floor in concentration, multiple holographic gems moving through her in their natural walking path.

It was a recording of a recording, overlaid with commentary of the one who had taken the recordings in the first place. It was blurry from movement and choppy, as if certain things had been omitted. It was one step away from being hearsay, but because of what was caught in that recount is what made it the talk of the moment. Even White seemed to be somewhat agitated about the gossip spreading through her own courts, and it hadn't even happened here on Homeworld!

Depicted in the white-blue scene was the procession of a court gathering, aristocratic gems grouped together. From the prospective of where the recording had started, one could quickly derive that this person was also one of them, as the view seen turned from face to face of one royal or another, until it came to stop on a palanquin of deep blue, decorated in delicate silks and intricate lattice work. It was this that made it clear to any watcher that this was Blue Diamond's court.

From there, they watched as a small Ruby squad marched through the center of the cleared walkway, their charge was a Sapphire, one Orange noted was familiar but she couldn't quite place where she knew her from. Said gem moved forward, briefly being stopped by massive Prase soldiers that guarded Blue's palanquin, and then she was being spoken to by Blue Diamond herself. However, their recountant was not nearly close enough to them to pick up what was being said. Rolling her eyes, Orange motioned to her Pearl to move the scene forward.

It was only slightly more amusing to see everything skipping forward, fast movements, jaws moving so rapidly but with no clear audio to be heard, before suddenly all hell broke loose, rubies were sent flying and Prase guards were being destabilized by something that moved incredibly fast.

"Stop!" Orange shouted and the footage Pearl was projecting halted to a standstill, and Orange was momentarily awestruck by the image of a new gem she had never seen before. She was tall and broad, built like one of the finest Quartz soldiers that could only be produced on Homeworld itself, but dressed in an incredibly large and flowy white dress. Her curly hair was just as large as everything else about her seemed to be, hanging off her shoulders and cascading down her back en masse. In one hand was a round, pink shield and in the other a pink sword, and it certainly looked like no toy. She had a smug look about her, perhaps amused by the ruckus she dared cause right in front of Blue Diamond, or maybe it was the way she put the high class gems around her into a panic, especially when her speedy little friend had started poofing gems like it was some kind of game. Orange half expected to see them graphically shattering these gems at some point in the recording.

Orange remained staring at the still of this gem, this over glorified rebel, who unknowingly stared back into her eyes, that same smug expression now turned on Orange. The scene itself upset her, sparking a want to jump into a fight that had long since been over, but it was the smug grin of this shallow cut clod as she and her party crasher cohort spread fear into gems that were far more important than they could ever have hoped to be is what really set Orange's blood to boiling point. She hardly noticed when the display she had been fidgeting with shattered and crunched in her hand, sparking briefly before the light faded from it.

Tossing it to the side, she pointed at her Pearl who had been keeping any comments on Orange's actions or of the video to herself, "go back! I want to see their entrance."

"At once, My Diamond."

Diligently, Pearl returned the scene back to before the quartz rebel had invaded the arena, and with a nod from her Diamond, she restarted the recording. Together they watched again as this quartz and an unknown pearl dispatched two of the rubies and both praise guards, before turning to the sole sapphire, who appeared to be at peace with what would happen next. However, instead of being run through with the Pearl's sword, she had been knocked away by the remaining ruby, the two temporally disappearing in a flash of light.

Orange's brow knit together as she stared at the new gem in the projection. She was a mix of blue and pinks throughout her physical appearance, from her curly hair to her patchwork tunic and bodysuit. "What," Orange paused, eyes running up and down the gem as it moved to look around at everyone, "what is that?"

"That is a fusion, my diamond. It is made of the sapphire and ruby you saw before."

Orange turned to her with a bewildered look, "Since when can two gems that are not of the same type fuse?"

Pearl did not respond and Orange turned back to the image just in time to see the strange fusion fall apart, leaving two very confused looking gems in its wake. Orange's eyes sparkled with awe and fascination, "I've never heard of such a thing."

"it is forbidden, my diamond." Pearl informed, but the spark of fascination never left her diamond's eyes.

The scene continued on, ignorant to their conversation, with the crowd of aristocrats growing angry at the two gems that had fused before them, and in the uproar they caused, Orange and Pearl watched as the two rebels took the distraction as a chance to escape.

"Cowards." Orange whispered, eyes tracking the two gems as they jumped from the arena, and out of the recorder's view. What happened next was of no interest to Orange, and she turned from her Pearl towards the large windows that made up the far wall of her room. "thats enough Pearl."

Pearl bowed her head, her gem dimmed and the hologram vanished, leaving the room to be washed back in its natural orange light. When she wasn't given another order, Pearl moved to stand behind her, hands clasped before her as they normally were.

"So that is the mysterious rebel Rose Quartz."

"My diamond?"

"Thats what all this nonsense is about? What's so special about her?" Orange looked at Pearl, but it was clear she didn't expect a response. "she's just a quartz. i suppose I can see why Yellow and Blue are frustrated with Pink's lack of progress with her colony."

"Perhaps she is causing more trouble than Pink Diamond is reporting. She may not wish to trouble the other Diamonds any more than she has to."

"That is possible," Orange rubbed at her cheek in thought, "But that does not change the fact this has been going on since i was made. That's more than 200 years, Pearl. Pink should have been able to squash whatever rebellion is going on in her colony. I simply don't understand why a Diamond is having such issues. Then again, I don't understand the rebels."

Pearl followed Orange's gaze out the window before them, the tops of the buildings were beginning to reflect the pink and purple light of dawn breaking through their planet's atmosphere, creating a scene of a shining cityscape, illuminating the tops of spires and crystalline shaped towers. Pearl's eyes followed the dark outline of three warships as they slowly traveled over the horizon towards an unknown destination. "I believe they wish to live a life without the diamond's rule. A life free from Homeworld's law."

"How could they believe they could find any kind of real life without a diamond to guide them?" Orange turned around to her pearl, pausing a moment to look upon her face before her eyes narrowed. "Tell me, do you sympathize with these rebels?"

Bowing her head, Pearl's cheek lit up under her intense gaze, "Of course not, my diamond. forgive me, i have misspoke."

"I prefer you to speak your mind with me. If you have an insight to something that I don't, I always welcome it, you know that pearl."

"Of course. I apologize again, my diamond. I am not used to such....White Diamond would never have tolerated a pearl with such a tongue."

Orange smiled, "Then it's a good thing i'm not White Diamond."

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Because no matter how old Orange actually is, she has the mentality of a teenager, and fusions are cool, and she doesn't care what her diamond mothers say.