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1. TEXT

Who caught the announcement for that one? Because in case you haven't had a chance to admire the view, we're in the middle of nowhere, and as far as I can tell this wasn't part of the schedule.

2. MIRROR WRITING, ENTRANCE HALL

[ The Jabberwock's disappearance took everybody else's incentive with it, or so it feels to him these days. In the aftermath he worries more than people did before, but it doesn't seem like he'll have all that much company with his concerns this time around. How he can go about changing that is a question for another day. First it's time to investigate.

He goes where his message will be seen, inevitably by his side, but more importantly by the other. His distaste for the inquiry is palpable, but there are only so many options he's got on short notice. He lifts a black marker, and finds the letters ordering themselves effortlessly... as he suspected they would.
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.ᐴ⅃AT OT 555 / 5 OT ƎMOƆ .ИAƆ UOY ᖷI ,TI M⅃Iᖷ .ЯAƎH ЯO ƎƎƧ UOY ᎮИIHTYЯƎVƎ ƎM ⅃⅃ƎT .ƎM ЯOᖷ ƎЯOƆ ƎHT ИO ᐴƆƎHƆ OT YᗡOᙠƎMOƧ ᗡƎƎИ I

[ He pens down the message on the entrance hall mirror, and leaves shortly afterwards. He expects objections, follow-up questions, and unsolicited conversations to boot, but those can be held on the fifth floor, in the semi-privacy of his designated room. ]

3. ACTION, FIFTH FLOOR - ROOM 555

[ Short of not feeling like standing around in the entrance hall Philip didn't exactly make a big secret of his location. He'll spend most of the day there, waiting. Inevitably available for visitors and contacts, should anybody from either side of the looking-glass be curious about the message. ]
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[Fellow mirrors, behold a friendly-looking man in red at one of the tea rooms with a full tea time setting laid out before him-- lots of little finger foods and the like. He doesn't care what the time is, though. He does what he wants. You might have seen him as that one real thing who got murdered by Yousuke on the chess board, or if you were fortunate enough to meet him through the mirror, you might somehow recognize him as the man once disguised as "G".

In any case, he seems the very opposite of his real self: open, seemingly friendly, and at the same time very shameless. And he punctuates this by propping up his legs on the plush chair right across from him.]


Quite the place my opposite's been enjoying for a while-- not as if he was enjoying it at all. It's almost a pity that we only have a week to spend here. I, for one, would truly love to take his place here and enjoy all this permanently.

I guess it can't be helped, then. If we have but a week, might as well enjoy it to the fullest! Ah, but where are my manners? I'm very certain you all don't know me yet. While my opposite would much rather go into hiding, I'll let you all know clearly who I am: I'm Genesis Rhapsodos, former rebel leader, now a dedicated soldier to her majesty.

Come have tea with me. Or booze. Whatever's good and whatever you're up for. I'd like to get to know you all, too. We could be friends.

[And there's a little slyness at the end of his speech there. There's really no telling what he means by that, or if he truly genuinely wants to make friends.]
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[Someone is dressed to impress today - or rather, dressed to stand out amidst the other entries you might see on the network.

She has every reason to, of course. With a twenty-four hour hallpass to the real side, Nefertiri isn't taking any chances.
]

has anybody seen that girl? )

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