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[Try as she might, Miria couldn't stop thinking about the numbers. Where had she heard them exactly? Maybe during work? That costume party a few weeks back? Nonetheless, they were stuck in her head like one of those catchy songs you end up singing for hours on end. So, on a whim, she wrote them on the fogged up mirror after her shower. She was lucky she happened to be wearing a bathrobe.

Her eyes widen and her jaw drops. Then she races out of the network's visibility.

After about a minute, she returns with Isaac. They both examine the video in their mirror with curiosity.]

This... This...

It has to be a hallucination... or something...

Exactly! This sort of thing... It just doesn't happen!

All part of our imagination!

[Satisfied, they leave the bathroom.

After a minute, Isaac returns to take a peek at the... thing in his mirror. Soon after, Miria is right behind him.]

It's just... not normal...

Completely insane...

[ooc: Isaac is blue while Miria is normal.]

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[Vanessa sighs a little at the display. Considering things for a moment before writing down a response in her trusty notepad.]

That's what I said too. You're probably better of forgetting about it.

[Nevermind the fact that they might think their mirror is talking to them. She's sticking to text with new people.]

[It takes a moment, but eventually, Miria spots the message and points it out to Isaac.

Sure enough...]

...How could we, uh, forget about it? ...Mr. Mirror.

Sir.

Or ma'am.

Yes. Mr., Ms., or Mrs. Mirror. Sir. Ma'am.

Edited 2013-07-06 03:26 (UTC)

[What?]

I'm not your mirror I'm just talking to you through it. One of you wrote some numbers down on it, right? Doing that connected you to some kind of network. There's a lot of us here.

Just tap on this. It will tell you what you need to know.

[It takes them at least twenty minutes to get through all the information. It's... a lot to take in. They don't seem to be taking it well.]

This is... ridiculous!

Why'd we get pulled into this... insanity?!

[The first time she decides to be the one to greet a newcomer and she ends up with these two. Figures.]

If there is a reason we haven't figured it out yet. Just be careful where you write that number down and don't talk to anyone about it unless you know they're part of the group and you should be fine.

What, and look like a crazy person?

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What, and look like a crazy person?

[<small-)Wait, that was a bit rude. And Miria knows it, stomping on Isaac's foot.]

I, uh, mean thanks for the advice.

[That's fine. She can handle rudeness.]

Exactly. And look like a crazy person. Think of it as extra encouragement.

[Both of them grumble a little.]

...I guess you're right. It's just...

Not... exactly... normal.

You get used to it.

[Okay, well, she gave out the info link... now what.]

I don't know much more than that post already told you but if you had any other questions I'll try to answer what I can.

[Isaac looks like he'd prefer to stay out of the mess entirely. But that is clearly not an option.]

Is there anything we're supposed to be doing, exactly? Anything to, uh, lay low?

[She knows exactly how he feels. But that ship kind of sailed when they didn't listen to their mirror telling them to forget about it.]

Don't talk to the cops or anybody else about it, be careful about where you leave whatever you use to see the network and if you see any animals acting strangely leave them alone.

[She's still fairly new at this numbers thing herself, but she knows how to stay out of sight.]

I don't know how long that will work but it's worked so far.

I think we need some time to... figure this out.

But thanks. This is... helpful.

[Um.]

You also might want to be careful about connecting through text or sound too. If you plan on using your mirror again.

Right, yeah. That makes sense.

Uh, My name is Miria, by the way. This is my husband, Isaac.

[There's a moment or two of silence before she replies, thinking over giving out her name. Finally, she shrugs. It wasn't like anybody was going to track her down by it, and it wasn't her face or voice.]

Vanessa.

Well, it's a pleasure meeting you!

You've been very friendly and helpful!

Edited (Paranoia and obsessiveness. Bleh.) 2013-07-08 05:27 (UTC)

[Friendly? Who the heck were these two?]

Sure all things considered.

I don't know how helpful I've been but don't mention it.

[They salute.]

Yes, ma'am!

*+1 beauty queen in your mirror. She sighs and shakes her head.*

It's not normal, but don't go running away from it. It'll catch up to you if you do.

[jjksdfkljasddfghdfg WHAT IS GOING ON?!]

GAH!

GAH!

[They fall back. After a moment, they peek from behind the door.]

Edited 2013-07-06 18:19 (UTC)

If you're going to be startled by that...

Are... you in our mirror? Can we help you get out?

Edited (Paranoia about being out of character) 2013-07-06 23:16 (UTC)

No, no, I'm not. You used the numbers to turn your mirror into a communication device. When the fog clears up, it'll be normal -- that is, I'm assuming you wrote them in the fog on the mirror, though if you wrote them on with lipstick for some reason you'd need to clean it off when you're done.

You wrote numbers on our mirror with lipstick?

What? No! Why would I do that?

She said that what opened this... thing in the mirror!

She said it was just an option!

You're not saying you wouldn't do that.

...If I was thinking about it and there wasn't any paper or foggy mirrors-

[They pretty much keep rambling and bantering until someone interrupts them.]

*Siiiiiiiigh.*

[Oh. Right. They immediately straighten up, attempting to look as sane as possible.]

Right, so this is sort of like Skype.

Except with a mirror.

In our house.

Activated by numbers from our heads.

Sort of. Try not to tell the general public.

Yeah, I wouldn't worry about that.

The last thing we're gonna do is run around acting like a crazy person.

Okay, as long as you've got some common sense. My name is Kari.

Isaac and Miria Dian.

It's nice to meet you!

...I suppose, circumstances aside.

Well, yes, it is an unpleasant situation...

But it's best to look on the bright side. I think...

I'm not that kind of person.

Ah. That's okay.

It's normal to have that reaction. Right?

Right!

Well, have fun. Just don't get hurt.

"Completely insane" is an understatement. Just wait until you get to the part about aliens.

[yep, that looks like typed text in the corner of their mirror now]

We've gone through a bit of the intro guide, but... aliens. Really?

Hey, don't look at me, I didn't write any of it. If it were my crazy conspiracy I'd at least pick something a little more original than "it was aliens!"

Either way, it's not an ideal situation.

Is there any... alternative to all this?

Alternative to what, blaming everything on aliens? I could think of a dozen better explanations, so you're free to think whatever the hell you want. No one's going to stop you.

Unless you mean an alternative to being a part of this. If you've had any of those echo things already, probably not. That's the impression I'm getting, anyway.

The echoes... The memories and transformations, right?

I thought it was just my imagination...

Yeah, that's right.

So, does that mean you guys remember what you got, too?

I remember... a bar. With Isaac.

Right. We were eating steak and laughing with a... boy with a tattoo, and a one-eyed girl!

Right! But that was it... What about you?

[Cue one facepalming brunette staring out of said mirror.]

Of all the places to write the number down...

[Miria flushes.]

I-I didn't mean to! It just kept bugging me and, and... how was I supposed to know this would happen?!

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