"Were you not paying any fucking attention?! Assumptions like that are only going to--"
Shut up. Honestly, I wouldn't be complaining so much if things weren't so weird. Like magic? Supernatural stuff? This has to be some crazy dream, and when I wake up, I'll be back in New York... but they say "reality is stranger than fiction".
Anyway, I'm not usually this irritable.
"And more importantly, I'm not stupid enough to run when I'm outclassed. You say that she's the real one, but is the fact that she's complaining irrefutable proof at all? You don't know me. Not my name, my age, my likes or dislikes. Sure, it's true that the fake let slip that I have an older brother...
[ The copy smiles, not showing any fear in the sight of danger, pulling herself together once again. ]
...but you can't prove it one way or another.
[ She laughs, a hollow bitter thing; almost as if she looks like she's about to break. ]
"It's fine, though. If he believes that you're the real one, I won't argue anymore."
[ She's unable to immediately answer Al's question because of this, instead completely stilled into silence.
What is her copy even planning?
Raina can't even argue that this is unlike herself, because this is the kind of thing that she would say, but it feels like she's revealing too much if her hand. Why? ]
... Ah, right. Before she showed up, I touched something by accident.
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[ They both say that in unison, frowning. ]
"Were you not paying any fucking attention?! Assumptions like that are only going to--"
Shut up. Honestly, I wouldn't be complaining so much if things weren't so weird. Like magic? Supernatural stuff? This has to be some crazy dream, and when I wake up, I'll be back in New York... but they say "reality is stranger than fiction".
Anyway, I'm not usually this irritable.
"And more importantly, I'm not stupid enough to run when I'm outclassed. You say that she's the real one, but is the fact that she's complaining irrefutable proof at all? You don't know me. Not my name, my age, my likes or dislikes. Sure, it's true that the fake let slip that I have an older brother...
[ The copy smiles, not showing any fear in the sight of danger, pulling herself together once again. ]
...but you can't prove it one way or another.
[ She laughs, a hollow bitter thing; almost as if she looks like she's about to break. ]
"It's fine, though. If he believes that you're the real one, I won't argue anymore."
[ She's unable to immediately answer Al's question because of this, instead completely stilled into silence.
What is her copy even planning?
Raina can't even argue that this is unlike herself, because this is the kind of thing that she would say, but it feels like she's revealing too much if her hand. Why? ]
... Ah, right. Before she showed up, I touched something by accident.