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Who: Doppelganger!Jasmine, open to doppelgangers
What: Discovery and a plan
Where: Las Vegas, then the castle in Neuschwanstein
When: March 15th, evening

Jasmine refused to accept being a copy. As in, she didn't even do so much as cognitively entertain the thought. Everything she'd learned about her origins in respect to her so-called "original" had only galvanized her, made her all the more determined to remove the interloper and take her rightful place. She was the one who accepted what she was, after all. She was the one who didn't ruthlessly deny their power or what they deserved.

She had gone out that night on a simple survey mission. The location of their doppelgangers was still a mystery, and recon was likely a good idea. She swept over the city, eventually catching sight of something quite interesting...

It was a tree, at the center a fountain that seemed to be but a simple tourist spot. But Jasmine recognized it instantly... she'd seen this tree in her memories. The location of victories for her past self, as well as defeats. It represented triumph and failure, but it was also something of great importance: The Great Heart Tree.

And with it, a plan formed in her head. She grinned to herself, and quickly returned to the castle in Neuschwanstein, where she sought out anyone who might listen. The appearance on her face was absolutely fiendish. She had an opportunity. She had a way of realizing her goal. Soon, she would set herself in place as the real and sole Jasmine Tsukuyomi.

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Marina, of course, is more than willing to listen. It's not as though she has much of a choice, sure, as powerful as she can be when push comes to shove, Jasmine is, well, Jasmine, so if she wanted to make Marina listen she would, but it's not like she has anything better to do than listen to her girlfriend anyways.

Being a mere 'copy' is less than ideal. There is, in her mind, no denying it; all the pieces fit together. On top of that, the originals don't really seem to approve of how the 'copies' are doing things...

One way or another, some of them are going to have to die. Leaning against a wall, listening intently, she wondered, in the back of her mind, when that was going to happen.

"So... what's up then?"

"It's quite simple, love," Jasmine replied, moving over and leaning close to her girlfriend. Jasmine has gotten significantly bolder in the last several days, in most areas. She'd already been unapologetic in doing so, but her ladylike demeanor now lacked a concept of personal space. "I've found something by which to lure them in. Something they can't readily ignore."

Marina didn't need that personal space anyways. Her space is Jasmine's space, and she does so enjoy being with someone considerably bolder than herself. "Lure them in... and do what to them?" Hurt them, break them, kill them? Copy or no, this is a matter of life and death for them, and she wants to be on the living end of that equation.

"...whatever it is, I'm in."

Rakka was beginning to tire of the Neuschwanstein castle. Each day, she left, sometimes sneaking out under Raye's watchful eyes. There was always an inventive to return, though, partly a feeling in her gut, but also a promise to Raye to stay close.

As she reentered the courtyard, she flinched and dropped to her knees at the large shadow that passed overhead. Immediately expecting something to come in and hurt her. That feeling was not eased as she saw who it was.

"Oh. Hey, Jasmine..."

It wasn't just about survival. It wasn't just about living and being free to do whatever one wanted. It was about identity. It was about status. It was about cementing herself as the real deal, now and forever.

"Kill her, specifically," Jasmine said quite plainly. "As far as I'm concerned, anything else we accomplish there will simply be gravy."

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Jasmine swooped down, landing with dignity and poise. In fairness, she had her doubts about telling this news to someone like Rakka. She'd have to see how this conversation went.

"Hello, my dear Rakka," she said. "And how are you this fine evening?"

Six of one, half dozen of the other. Whatever made Jasmine happy made Marina's life much easier, and while she didn't care quite as much about her uniqueness... making her other self suffer sure would be fun.

"It's simple. We kill the Jasmine?" she smiled back. "I do hope I get to see their Marina's face when it happens. What's the plan?"

Jasmine pursed her lips into a thin line. Before she could continue, she really needed to remind Marina of something.

"Marina, dear," she said flatly. "What have we said about making references?"

Marina shrunk down, lowering her eyes immediately. Ah, darn, she hadn't slipped that one by. "...to not do it." When Jasmine could figure out what she was referencing anyways. Marina would have to get a little more obscure to get her jollies next time.

"I'm very sorry, and it won't happen again." Unless Marina wants punished.

"Good", Jasmine replied, with a shake of her head. "Honestly dear, they're the lowest form of entertainment."

She cleared her throat. "Anyway... as for the plan, it seem one of them has echoed back the source of the Precures' power: The Great Heart Tree. I surmise that's why Rakka's counterpart was able to become a Precure in the first place."

If only Jasmine wasn't looking at her so closely she could totally roll her eyes. Ah well, they had more important things to get to.

"...they got back something that important? And it's powerful enough to keep making new Precure?" Very important things. Marina sighed. "So you're going to threaten it to draw her out?"

"I could honestly care less about controlling it," Jasmine replied, crossing her arms. "I mean, that thing isn't like a person. You can't tell it to do anything, and actually destroying it is futile anyway, since it won't remove their powers."

She nodded her head. "This is a one time thing, Marina. We either succeed or we don't. Once we use it to draw her out, that's our only chance to play this card."

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"Obviously. They... don't seem dumb enough to fall for a trap like this more than once, after all." So, the tree itself is sort of pointless. Just bait. Only one shot, too, which meant that the pressure was on.

"How do you plan on having a decisive advantage, when she shows up, then?"

"That requires a bit of thought," she said. "But we already have the advantage of goading them into a battlefield of our own choosing. That's decisive enough an advantage on its own, is it not?"

No, Marina didn't think it was, but she wasn't sure she could disagree either. What if those originals, as they seemed to be, had their Raye, and this Raye didn't come along? She was powerful enough to make a decisive difference. "...if nothing else, you should definitely get the first shot in."

Rakka picked herself off the ground, dusting herself off. A clearly unamused look crossed her face. "I was doing just fine a moment ago. Now I'm covered in dirt."

Hello to you too, Jasmine. She sighed, straightening up.

"Umm, you look happy about something. What's going on?"

"If you dislike dirt," she said, laughing softly, "perhaps it is best you don't wallow around in it."

She sighed. "But I've merely had a marvelous idea, is all."

"... Believe me, Marina," she said. "I am not so simple to think that we need nothing else to win. I merely think that this is, on its own, quite useful."

She sighed for a moment. "Perhaps I misused the term decisive. But you do make a splendid point, my dear."

She leaned more heavily against the wall. This would be a fight to the death, on their end - although the other half of the equation seemed to see themselves as more just, and therefore, were far less likely to kill anyone.

That might be the real decisive edge. The only decisive edge. "Do you know when this is going down?"

"Not yet, no," Jasmine replied. "I think that I should speak to my sister and Summer, at the very least. It is... only courteous.

"It is pretty important to them too... I do hope they decide to get involved." Marina does not want to face down the entirety of that Precure team with just the two of them, that was a sure thing. "If nothing else, whittling down their numbers would be a nice advantage."

"Mmm, yes," she said. "As I said... I wouldn't complain."

She drew closer to Marina, looping an arm around her back. "Just think, my love. Soon... soon I'll be the only one. No one decides who or what I am but me."

Marina pressed in close to Jasmine. "...you're the only you that I want in this world." That other Jasmine just made life that much more confusing. "I think I like this side of you a lot right now."

Jasmine chuckled. "What?" she said. "You don't like this side of me all the time? I'm hurt..."

She drew closer. "Perhaps you should pay me back, hm?"

Looking down a bit, she just... nuzzled. "Mm, I think this is the best." Blushing, she raised her head, pressing a soft kiss to Jasmine's lips. "I belong to you, and I'll... happily pay you back for all of that and more..."

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