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[mm_kayzie]

Inyri wanders downstairs after a long afternoon up in her room with Wes. She'd left him sleeping, with a little note (downstairs, be back soon, flyboy) on the pillow next to him

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[dear_carbon]

At the Bar, Darla sees her... unrelated twin? Body double? Sees Inyri, anyways, and waves a cheerful wave of greeting before trotting over to say hi properly.

"Hi."

Like that!

"How're you doing?

[little_forge]

Inyri sets her cup of caf down and grins. Yay for doubles!!

"Hey! I'm good. A lot better. Yourself?"

[dear_carbon]

"Good, good, everything's good. Had a gig in New York the other day-- did I tell you I play piano? I can't remember. Well, I play piano-- and I think I might actually be making money this month, which is always nice. What's gone well for you? A lot better? What's better?"

[little_forge]

Inyri is quite positive Wes will never be confused about the two of them. Ever.

"Uh. My boyfriend's back...the psycho one is dead...and I was wrong. Wes, the good one, is totally intrigued about the two of us in a slightly sexual and creepy way. But he's got doubles too, so like...I think he's more 'cool...doubles!'"

She waves her hands slightly. The motion doesn't seem to fit her quite as well as it would, say, Darla. "Piano, huh? That's actually really strange. I play a little myself."

The Star Wars equivalent that is.

[fighter__pilot]

Man, time gets seriously fucked up in this place.

Which is why an older version of the girl Inyri doesn't really get along with is sitting in an armchair a bit away.

It happens.

[little_forge]

She looks really familiar.

Inyri tilts her head and stares at her for a moment before setting her caf down. "Do you still sing really offkey when drunk?"

Not said coyly at all. No.

[fighter__pilot]

"Uh ... do I know you?"

Wait. Hold on.

"Ohhh. This is bad. Not just the drunk singing thing. I think timelines everywhere just caught fire."

[little_forge]

"The last time I think I saw you...was a few days ago. You were younger and drunk." She tilts her head. "That was you, right?"

Inyri grabs her cup of caf again. "I'm Inyri...I don't think we exchanged names then."