Fate is against me in health and virtue, driven on and weighted down, always enslaved

[germansixth]

She raps her fingers against the wallpaper. Not a hologram. Felt solid enough.

What was she doing in this fancy place? There wasn't a single booze bottle or empty syringe in sight; it was like out of a dream world. Was she here at all? Nah... Had to be a trick. Mind was screwing with her. Fuck, just how doped up was she? It had to be the endorphins

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[misamisal]

::turning the corner, she's surprised to see a version of herself that looks a bit...different. A bit rough around the edges, this one, and she doesn't look as if the whole world revolves around her. How strange.::

Um, excuse me!
::she calls out, tenatively::

[germansixth]

The similarities between them were blatantly noticeable at first glance. A clone? No, wait. That was right - this mansion had doubles of people from alternative universes. She relaxes.

Granted, though they shared many identical features, there were also gaping differences between them. For one thing, the girl in front of her was shorter than her.

"Yes, what do you want?"

[misamisal]

Ah-
::she seems a little nervous, but she smiles, glad that the woman at least didn't act shocked at her presence.::
I just wanted to say hello. I haven't see you here before. And, you seem different than the other doubles.
You are alright, then? Someone has explained everything to you?

[germansixth]

"Yes," she replies tersely, pretending to not have heard the different comment. "I can manage on my own, thanks."

Which was true even with her damaged leg. She doubted her 21st century counterpart could do much to help assist her in anyway.

But she wouldn't deny this physical clone of herself piqued her curiosity. Rather than leaving this stranger as she did with the others, she decided to humor her company for a little while longer.

"You're...Misa?"

Deducing from what all the others addressed her as, she was pretty sure that was the collective name for her other worlds' counterparts.

[misamisal]

::she nods lightly, smiling::
Yes. Are you as well? Or, do you go by something else?

[germansixth]

"Amane."

She hadn't revealed her name to anybody else yet, but this girl was her... so it didn't feel as wrong.

"What world do you come from, Misa?"

[misamisal]

::she smiles softly::
Amane. It feels kind of strange, calling someone else that.

My world is a Kira world, though not as typical as some of the others. For one, I'm more of an indie musician instead of a popstar, though I am a model, but mostly for off beat things like gothic magazines and websites that sell fetishwear. I'm also a traditional artist - I like to work with my hands.
What's your world like? Are you a model as well?
::She didn't really think she was, given the vibe she was getting from the girl, but she was certainly very pretty, and even taller than herself.::