doppleganger

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L and B are on the scene - again.  They're sitting side-by-side, crouching in the same, identical position, thumbs poised in their mouths with dark-lined eyes staring out in the same direction of limitless space.  Creepy?  You betcha.]

We would like to speak with the Twins and/or Ms. Sault, if at all possible.

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[realitymods]

[Meredith appears with a smile] Hello, L, B.

[bardic-song.livejournal.com]

[blink, stare]

Cute.

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

[B blinks.] ...What's cute?

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

[B does not question how she knows their nicknames. He does not want to give her the chance to display her power over them.] Ms. Sault, we have something we'd like to ask.

[bardic-song.livejournal.com]

You twins?

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

... [B takes pride in being mistaken for L's twin. He sees no benefit from lying, however.] No. Not quite.

[bardic-song.livejournal.com]

Brothers, then?

[realitymods]

Then ask.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

There is a certain level of control we, your hapless test subjects, have on our 'realities' so to speak, correct?

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

Hardly.

[realitymods]

Correct, though I would not call you 'hapless.'

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

[Not doubtful, but curious.] Would you call us fortunate?

Do we also have certain control over the realities of others?