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I'll drink to that!

[If there's something Raye likes more than bossing people around, this thing has to be drinking.

Sure, sure. Duck told her that those rooms were weird, but that bar seemed innocent enough, so, she wasn't going to pass it by.

The music coming from the speakers in that room was really soft. Sitting there and drinking for some time seemed just perfect.

It would even help her forget that it might take some time for her to see Donna again. Her Donna that is. Not the innocent one walking around the corridors of that building.

So she sat there, and after some shots of vodka with lots of ice, she's feeling kinda tipsy. She's even satisfied. So she lits up a cigarette, pouring more vodka in her glass and filling it with ice again.]

(( ooc: if you want a nice talk to her, that's the time. And, look! New avvies! Now you don't have to see my ugly face no more! ))

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[Little kid peering up at you lady. Little John has been out exploring again.]

[She looks down and finally notices the kid there. She likes kids. They are (usually) nice.]

Hey there kiddo! What you doing here?

[She smiles at him.]

[He smiles back.]

Hello, ma'am. I'm exploring. I don't got school here, and I wanna stay out of my mommy's hair. This place is very quiet.

[The Nexus has helped him get over a bit of his shyness around adults. He sees nothing wrong with wandering about.]

Ah, it's good to stay away from your parents from time to time.

[She knows. She used to do that a lot when she was a little girl.]

So, are you thirsty? Do you want me to grab you a soda or something?

[She doesn't even know if that place has non-alcoholic stuff, but she's trying to be nice. Maybe it would be good for her.]

That would be nice. The glasses here are pretty, I don't wanna break them.

[John thinks she is quite nice. He likes her already. :3]

Alright then!

[She gets up from her seat, her steps are slightly uneven due to her drunken state byt she manages to get to the fridge with the drinks. A quick scan of the inside of it revealed that the place indeed had non-alcoholic stuff.

She grabs a can of soda and closes the door of the fridge, grabbing a nice glass on her way back to her stool.]

Here dear... [She says, opening the can and pouring the soda inside the glass, handing it to the little kid.]

[And there's someone sitting besides her, eating half of her weight in pretzels, and drinking in sips. She wasn't really looking to get drunk, she was just bored. She takes a bit to notice the woman sitting next to her.]

Hey.

[Hmm... Pretzels. How she didn't notice those before?

And how she didn't notice a girl sitting there? That looks way too much like her. That's kinda creepy.]

Oh, hello there. Didn't see you there.

[She tries to put on a warm smile as she ponders why this girl is so simlar to her.]

[As the woman turns to her, she can't help but notice a resemblance herself. As little as she tends to look at herself, it was unmistakable.]

It took a few seconds, myself, actually.

[Actually, it took the entire time from Raye entering the bar to the time that she had had a few drinks.

Meryl takes a few seconds to look at this girl again. Why did she look so much like her?]

[OK, she wants those pretzles and that girl seemed OK. She'll get closer.

She moved to a stoll next to Meryl, cigarette between her lips and drink in one hand.]

I hope I'm not getting into your 'personal space' or anything.

[She says that with a playful smile as she takes a seat.]

Oh, it's no problem.

[Trust me, when it becomes a problem, she'll know. Still, this woman seemed like something of a womanizer. The whole ordeal was actually familiar, in a way.

She pushes the bowl of pretzels in her general direction, not really wanting to have her reach over and try anything.]

So, you're a new face around here.

Ah, that's good then.

[She puts her cigarette down on a nearby ashtray and reaches for some pretzels in the bowl.]

So, yes, I'm new here. It took me a while to actually go and explore this place though. Some guy told me that the rooms here are kind of 'dangerous'.

[And if there's something she wants to keep distance, this thing is danger.]

"Kind of" dangerous, huh? [She laughs for a bit.]

I wouldn't worry, the worst most of them do is lock you in a room until you either complete some inane objective or are transformed into something weird.

Well, inane objectives don't worry me.

Now, this transformation part... [That got her a little bit worried. God only knows what type of 'change' they are talkign about.]

Anyways, I couldn't help but notice, and I think you did too, that you look a lot like me. I was here wondering why.

The worst I've seen so far is turning into the other gender. There's probably even worse things out there, though.

But like hell if I know why we look so alike. I haven't ever seen you in my life. [Though something about this woman seemed really familiar.]

Well, that doesn't sound so bad. [That would be even quite fun. She will keep that in mind.]

I imagined you knew as much as I do... Haven't seen you before either. [And she doesn't even feel anything familiar about Meryl.]

But, tell me, what's your name? I don't like talking to people without knowing who they are. It's not polite. [Not that Raye is the 'queen' of politeness, but...]

That's... weird. [Maybe this girl was another version of herself or something. Oh well, only one way to find out!]

Oh, my name is Meryl Silverburgh, what about you? [Maybe if they knew more about each-other, they'd find out more about this creepy resemblance.]

Oh, well, at least now I know we aren't the same person! [She smiles. That was quite relieving, for some reason.]

My name is Raye. Raye Campbell to be exact. [She takes another sip from her drink. This glass is getting empty already...]

Yea, that always ends up being awkward as-

[She pauses for a second. Did she say Raye Campbell?]

Wait, are you related to anyone named Roy or Matt Campbell, by any chance?

Hm? No, but, I have a sister called Mathilda.

[OK, Matt seems really 'close' to her sister's name. That's awkward.]

Mathilda?

[And as the pieces are put together in her head, she stares at Raye in disbelief. Finally, she speaks up.]

This is going to sound strange, but...

I think I might be your niece. I don't know how, but you're both the wrong gender and in the wrong time.

N-niece?

[Now it's her turn to stare.]

And we are... The wrong gender? [This is even more confusing, but, hell, if she saw male!Donna there... There's probably a male version of her skipping around somewhere.]

Wow, now that's a shocker. [She finishes the rest of her glass in one single gulp. If she wasn't slightly drunk, she wouldn't be accepting this that easily.]

[This version... did not seem that affected. Well, it was time for Meryl to take a big gulp and continue explaining.]

Well, Matt... er MATHILDA was my father. Last I remember, you were both men.

[And not to mention that one was dead, and the other was rather old. Man, Meryl really needed all of the alcohol she could get right now.]

[The alcohol softened her mind. She'll be affected by it when the effect passes, don't worry.]

So, Matty got a daughter and all I got to be an aunt. Seems fitting. [Her fingers tighten around the glass. Why Matilda always seemed to get everything easily while she had to struggle for EVERYTHING?]

We were man? So, maybe this means that my sister might have a son that looks like you? [At least, is seemed logical. If there's any way to fit logic into that place that is.]

[She doesn't comment on Raye's disappointment; she's still sober enough to realize the repercussions of telling Raye that her brother's going to die and she'll end up raising her male self.]

Well, I was born in 89, so I guess he'll have a son around that time.

89? Well, so I still have time to catch up then.

[She lets a soft laugh escape from her lips, as her fingers relax around the glass. She'll try not to think about that too hard.]

This place is quite full of revelations... [She pretty much fakes a smile.]

[Maybe that's happening to her so then she rethinks the way she lives? Is destiny trying to trach her a 'lesson' of some sorts? If so, it's kind of working.]

[Meryl chuckles, the thought of going home and finding out that she altered the timeline and has a cousin or something is amusing, especially when you're tipsy.]

But this place is full of little surprises like that. [She's already seen what she becomes, and has to question the path she's going along herself.]

[She puts her hands together on the top of the counter, letting out a sigh. She has to look on the 'bright side' of all that.]

Well, now that I know the future, I might as well try and actually take my life somewhere. Didn't do a good job at it until today.

[She smiles, realizing that she never really bothered to build a solid reputation or anything like that. All she knew was to be an annoying bitch. Maybe all that is happening so then she stops being like that.]

[After all of that drinking on his birthday, SIGINT probably shouldn't be back inside of a bar... but he is. Donald sits at a stool off by himself and downs a cold can of beer.]

[Ok, so, when Duck told her there would be 'versions of the same peopkle' in that building, he really wasn't kidding. First, that girl that resembled her, and now this guy that reminds her of Donna.

Sure, when Duck saud that, she thought that those versions were only good/evil stuff (like the Donna she spotted there). She never considered that there could be mela and female versions. What a complicated place.

But, hey, maybe he's like the Donna she actually know. She might give it a try.]

Hey there! [She wavs at the man, putting on her best smile.]

[A blink] ...Uh...

Roy?

You got pretty close. My name is Raye.

[So, he 'knows her'. Good.]

I'll take a guess and say that I look like this Roy guy though. [She takes a sip from her glass.] You also look like someone I know...

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I'll drink to that!

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Hey look, it's my motha from anotha brotha... or something.

It's confusing, I know D=

I know, isn't it great? XD

Yeah! The more confusing the better =D

Re: Yeah! The more confusing the better =D

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