What part of "busy weekend" don't I understand....

[pflanzenphoenix]

[Outside of the Dressing Room, a young woman is wandering through the forest in what looks like mild confusion.

She's found a clearing - well, perhaps "found" isn't the right word, as it looks like these trees have been newly uprooted. She touches one, running her fingers along the bark.

Anyone care to see what made the crash outside?]

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[psychicfluff]

[THERE WAS A CRASH, AND IT WASN'T HER FAULT?

Once the pajama event let up on her, she went back to her usual wardrobe, mask and all - a wardrobe that may seem familiar to you, Ash.

So, yes, she's coming to investigate. A little warily, but not as warily as others might be. After all, she can always just summon something to deal with any problems.]

[pflanzenphoenix]

[Someone's coming. She looks up, hand reaching for a mask of her own in her robes -

And stops when she sees, for all intents and purposes, herself. Not quite the same, but....

Her Duel Disk hums to life.

And she glares.]

Who are you.

[psychicfluff]

[Now, she's heard of doubles, and has somewhat grasped this concept, but this person looks nothing like her. But still, those clothes!]

Who are you?

[pflanzenphoenix]

[An even stare. She didn't know people were capable of playing jokes this cruel. And if this girl isn't mocking her, who would....of their own volition...]

A witch.

[She puts on her own mask.]

This isn't a game you're playing, little girl. I'm not someone you should mimic.