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[The twins are holding their clipboards and checking off things. They look up at Meredith] They're all beginning to access the plain of their own accord now, so it's time to officially begin the experiment! This one should produce better results than the Chimera experiment.

[Meredith stand still, voice light and careless] Perhaps we should explain some things to the subjects. It seems this may facilitate the progress of the experiment.

[The twins frown and tuck their clipboards under their arms in unison] Why do we need to do that?

I have previously given my justification. [Meredith gazes across the plane] We may find it beneficial.

'Beneficial'? [The twins give long, somewhat dramatic sighs] Fiiiine. If they really need to know...

[Turning away from the Twins, Meredith sets her gaze on those nearby] If you are inclined to ask questions of us, we may elect to answer them. Please direct all queries here.

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[frowns and folds his arms] Prove it. Show me that they can't see you.

[siiiiigh again] All right! Tonight we'll walk into your police station with you. And you'll be the only person who can see us. Unless your yelling friend is there too. Then he will be the second person who can.

Show me now.

Fine but you owe us. We'll meet you outside your police station, yes? [drop from the Astral Plane and wait for him there~]

[to the station he goes! and he stops and meets them outside, glancing over at them] Are you sure you want to do this. [pauses and reaaally looks at them] What - are you - why do you look like - what are you made of?

[hands on their hips] If it'll prove us right then yes! And we're made of flesh and synthetic parts. [pout slightly] Is it that obvious?

Synthetic? You look like porcelain.

[cross their arms] It's hard to keep our bodies together, so some things like skin pigmentation suffered. [each hang off one of his arms] Come on, Sam. Take us in to be arrested!

[eeeeeeeerm, there are weird porcelain dolls on his arms] Why is it hard to keep your bodies together? [walking them in]

Because they'd rather be together. [totally run forward like kids and wait for him at the desk] Go on, Sam!

[was going to ask about their weird bodies, but instead walks up to the front desk, leaning on it and drumming his fingers] So.

[gets nothing but a "are you stupid?" glare from Phyllis]

[glances at the twins, then back to Phyllis] ....sooo~?

[more of the 'what is wrong with you?']

[bites his lip, slams his hand against the desk, and walks out]

[hop after him beaming] See? That's just how it is.

[sits down on the steps, face in his hands, and lets out a long sigh] So I can't even do my job. Wonderful.

[sit down on either side of him] Just because you can't arrest us doesn't mean you can't arrest other people!

I can't see criminal activity and not do anything about it.

We're not criminals, you know.

You have engaged in criminal activity. I have to bring you in. But I can't. And I look mad sitting here talking to you. Why do your bodies want to be together, anyway?

You probably look mad a lot! And that's a secret. We just like being together. Don't sweat it, Sam. If you get mopey, then you'll let other criminals go.

I haven't told you my name, have I? ... [sighs] I haven't. How much do you know about me?

2006 to 1973~ Car and coma and madness, very loud yelly boss. Meeting people you'll someday know, creepy little girl, stupid doctors...lots of things!

... [sigh] And I know nothing about you.

Maybe we'll be friends and you can~

Can't you tell me anything?

Maaaaaybe. We sell information, too!

At what price?

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