Lydia

This communicator is ancient and not mine. Whoever decided it was a good idea to take travel across space and apparently time, then add kidnapping and dense fog into the mix, needs to have their head examined. By me, not someone from the dark ages. What in the blazes is going on?

I didn't expect to sleep for two days; I had expected to eat my weight in food. But what I couldn't have bet on seeing was that my other me had stolen money, and that wasn't what I wanted to see when I got back to civilization. I'll pay back what she took. How much did she take? Also, besides missing Spike, food, and my bed, in that order, what else did I miss?

The only ones I know for sure are in the mirror are Marc, Steven, and Jake. But likely if anyone has a double that isn't r I would have grabbed hold of them if I could have, but I wasn't given that choice. I didn't see anyone else, though. Didn't hear them either. But that doesn't mean they aren't there.

Hello? Can anyone see this and respond?

Don't even know if this is going to work.

[OoC - Sent from Moon Knight's phone in the mirrorworld, only people in the mirrorworld can receive it]

Hello? How do I use this thing? I'm Wood. I think I'm using this correctly. Does anyone know why I'm here or why we're here?

[A blank text message is sent to Reki, followed by the dreaded ellipses ....]

[Cherry and Joe]
So uh. I dunno what this means with you two being my guardians. Or Joe. Idk. I get money, right? That's something.

...

It sounds as if some things have gone back to normal? Is that [...] typical, here?
MATT:

Good afternoon, Mr. Murdock. My assistant has told me he's sent you my credentials. I'd love to discuss future employment.

KAORU:

If you would be amenable, I'd like to discuss something with you.

TADASHI:

You little

LANGA:

How are you doing, Langa?

I haven't seen anything in a mirror other than my own reflection today. Yesterday either.

First day my car didn't immediately stall after Q fix it. And my phone seem to be working again? Not that I minded the quiet
Actually been kind of nice disconnecting

Guess this mean some brand new fuckery gonna fuck with us imminently.

Seen some flyers for a parade, so that probably it.

… Guess we're all going, ke?

Some people go quiet because they realise they never really had anything worth saying. I go quiet when I'm busy making big, boss bitch moves.

Take this week: I closed on a building for the brand new HQ of my freshly incorporated Moment Makers (because at Moment Makers, we ensure you are the moment), got a manicure, had a latte, and, oh, defeated my weird shadow self. And it's only Monday.

God, I'm amazing, aren't I? Just no one talk to me until tomorrow fuck I think I punctured a lung

PS: Other Remy, I'm taking the night off.

PPS: Janette, I'm graciously allowing you to take my shift at Bon Temps. You're welcome.

PPPS: Moment Makers family, team meeting tomorrow at 10. Mimosas will be served.

PPPPS: I'm never calling you that again, we sound like a cult.

Let's try not to do anything illegal in order to fix shit, kay? It's so much paperwork for me.

MIKE:

John's a fucking asshole.

MATT:

Let's drink.

Do we have to go back? I don't want to go back.

Yo Normies. It's been great but I'm ready to be back where the shit I do is cool, and the faces are new every couple of weeks. Plus, my host has been a real peach. So I'm going to try something to bring back his girl. If it works, you won't hear from me again, and the Darcy you know will be back.

Here's what I'm doing in case you don't hear from me again: I'm talking to the carny fortune-teller, giving her a couple grand- sorry bank folk, a girl's gotta do what she's gotta do, don't have a cow you're fucking insured- then I'm going through the mirror maze until she says stop, then I'm yanking your Darcy back through the mirror, and taking her place. At midnight. You might be able to get away with it on the witching hour, 3:33 am. If you don't want to wait until the 1st of next month, try on the full moon.

If this doesn't work, I'll make sure you technically won't know anything happened besides this handy confession.