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[There's a brief moment of audio. There's a bit of background noise, but not a lot. Louder than the rest is the voice of a very panicked girl.]

Ah, I'm terribly sorry, sir, but, um... The cash register seems to be malfunctioning. I'm not sure what's... I think I pressed the wrong things, I'm really sorry.

...w-what the...

[There's a different voice, a male one, but he's barely audible. The girl speaks up again after him.]

N-No, everything is alright! I'll just-

[The audio cuts out. About an hour later, a text post follows.]

Um... I guess I should be polite and introduce myself? My name's Cerise... but Cherry is fine too, everyone calls me that. Anyway, could... someone please explain this to me?

I mean, what kind of network is this even? I thought it was fake or something... Not that I wanted to doubt anyone or anything, it's just a little unbelievable. But how did it just show up on my cash register?! I don't get this at all...

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Same here. I don't like violence, so the thought of fighting is really weird... I mean, it was for a good cause and all, but it's still a scary thought. I really hope I'll never have to fight ever.

I guess this other me must have been really good at it, though, since she was a legendary warrior and all.

I'd rather none of us have to fight, really.

[She's expecting really the opposite from the things she's read, and that's part of what scares her.]

But yes, I'd suppose she probably was! And... mine, I guess.

I guess it's the "legendary" part that throws me more than the "warrior."

Yeah... Maybe we won't have to.

If they really were legendary, they must have been incredibly impressive. I mean, you don't call things legendary just because.

I can't imagine someone like me being described as legendary. I mean, I work at a flower shop. Not exactly awe-inspiring...

[Sure, maybe not. Absolutely. ... Lily's still not convinced, sadly, but she'll let that slide off for now.]

I would expect so. Winter and Annie would probably have a clearer idea of that than either of us, really. We'd be well served to find out all we can from them, as well.

But, there's nothing wrong with working in a flower shop! It's better than me.

[Because her family is well off enough for her to not have to worry about work while she's still in school, but she's not going to mention that.]

Though I suppose it is terribly ironic with the memory of that wilting flower...

Right, they've been at this a while longer. So they know a bit more than we do.

Plus they know a few things about their other selves already, right? I admit, I'm... a little bit curious. But just a bit.

[Same for Cherry, really. But she's not working because of the money.]

It was actually when I was working that I remembered it. I saw the exact same flower wilting in the store, so... I guess that must have triggered it?

Right, I only know as much about this supposed "other me" as you apparently do. Which isn't terribly much to judge off of.

...I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little bit curious, too.

[Who is she kidding, it's actively driving her crazy if just because maybe it'd answer some things.]

I certainly hope the one at your job wasn't a portent of something terrible, at least.

It really isn't much. I mean, I don't even know her name, or what she looked like. I wonder if she was really different from me. Though I guess if she was a warrior she'd have to be.

I... really hope not. [She hadn't even considered that. Welp, guess she's gonna be paranoid now.] Though I hope nothing else will happen at my job again in general. Between the echo and the cash register thing, it's starting to feel unlucky...

I know the feeling. Even if I do get some sort of ... "powers," I certainly hope they come with an instruction manual.

...oh, I'm sorry, though! That was... well, that was supposed to be a joke.

That'd be nice. Maybe one of our echoes will be a nice, informative brochure. So you've become a magical girl! and 'To use your special finishing move, wave the wand three times and say the following magic words'. That kind of thing.

Oh. I see. [...oh Lily. You... You tried.] It can be hard to tell through text sometimes, sorry.

If it's that simple, I'm sure I can pull up a whole bunch of shows that'd serve that purpose just as well. It would be convenient, though.

...but, um. Yeah. Sorry. [She may have tried but, she failed. So badly.] Again.

But I'd actually find a flower shop sort of ... fun. My mother was a botanist, a long time ago.

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