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[sadfreezingbrit]

[ After celebrating his juicesplosion-free event victory Philip-- Well, he sat down to contemplate some things, but those won't be addressed until later. For now it's important to note that he finally finds the time to take care of some unfinished business.

He grabs a pen and enriches the surface of the mirror in his room as follows: ]

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[respectedman]

[Dean doesn't often visit Phil's room because, let's face it, it's a pig sty. Whatever the reason, he's there, and- Oooh, a message. How titillating.

He uncaps a pen of his own and writes back.]

This is he.

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ Huh. That was fast. So far, so good. Philip discards the pen, having gathered that at least one-sided audio is not a problem. ]

Prove it.

[respectedman]

[On the other side, Dean snorts. What is he supposed to do, describe what goes on in Winchester's room?

...or better yet...]

How many mirrors can say that they've kissed their boyfriend's alcoholic, scholarly double?

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ Reading... reading... reading... rea-- !!!!! ]

I'm not--

[ He turns and takes a few steps away from the mirror. ]

This was a bad idea...

And this is why I have a mirror journal for him. Hey Philly boy >3

[cobra_spirit]

*Poor poor Philip. He has no idea what is about to be unleashed on him. See there's this downright effervescent mirror who's just been dying (haha) to be released on the world of the real folk. And wouldn't you know, it happens to be Philip of all people who catches the eye of the mirror version of the Sorrow. He might as well be called the Excite.

In this vein, Phil will find a message that reads thus*

HI PHILLY <3
-S

*I hope you feel creeped on now sir*

/PETRIFIED WITH HAPPINESS

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ The entry's statement still stands. Philip assumed that Phil would be the only one to read his message, followed hopefully by Smith after having been informed about it.

But this is most definitely not Smith (and not just because they already spoke at this point) and it doesn't exactly fit his mirror either. Not to mention the S.

S...

Susan? He'd buy it. Her Mirror seemed bubbly enough, but Philip was so sure she'd left. Did she come back? Or... ]

Who's this?

[ He finds himself taking a step back, just in case. ]

I KNEW YOU WOULD BE

[cobra_spirit]

*You poor bastard. This one's mirror would pity you in ways, having to put up with such exuberance. But he's not here to pity you...or save you.*

Oh we haven't met. It's hard to say what my name is, since the me on your side IS what his name is but I'm not.

*Of course that's clear as mud*

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ During face-to-face interaction with normal people Philip is as friendly as circumstances allow. During face-to-mirror interaction? ]

That's not helping. Who are you?

[ Not so much. ]