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There's a girl on the island wearing her face.
She's heard about this. People from two different places, two different times, who aren't related but look identical. Not clones, that would be manageable, but different people from other universes who just happen to be identical twins. One of the people she met on the first night has a twin she's already seen, someone with completely different mannerisms. It's a little weird, but, hey, tropical pocket reality split off from the multiverse: the standard for what's considered weird here is pretty high.
But now there's a girl who looks like her, who looks just like her. Not just a good costume, not just a trick of make up and disguse. She's her. It's goes beyond weird and lands right in fucking uncanny. If Stephanie wasn't still wearing her own skin, she'd think it was Jane Doe.
Stephanie saw her for the first time leaving the Compound, spotted her just out of the corner of her eye. When faced with an unknown problem, the first thing you do is do your homework, so, abandoning her laundry, she'd taken off after her not-clone. Her red t-shirt didn't make skulking ideal, even in the deepening twilight, but she managed. It'd been easier to sneak after her once they'd got under the canopy cover, Steph had climbed up into the trees and stepped from branch to branch a few feet behind this strange, possibly evil version of herself.
Hey, she's a Bat, she comes by her stalking tendencies honestly. And, anyway, it's just to make sure anti-Stephanie isn't out to murder someone and make her take the blame. Maybe this isn't Gotham City, but crazy things could still happen here.
But jungle recon is a whole different world from the urban stuff she's used to. Out of easy branches within reach, Steph chanced a leap and grabbed at a thick bough on the next tree over. Wincing at the louder-than-she'd-like landing, she kicks out for a foothold and chances a glance down at her identical quarry. Hopefully her fumbling landing wouldn't attract any notice.
She's heard about this. People from two different places, two different times, who aren't related but look identical. Not clones, that would be manageable, but different people from other universes who just happen to be identical twins. One of the people she met on the first night has a twin she's already seen, someone with completely different mannerisms. It's a little weird, but, hey, tropical pocket reality split off from the multiverse: the standard for what's considered weird here is pretty high.
But now there's a girl who looks like her, who looks just like her. Not just a good costume, not just a trick of make up and disguse. She's her. It's goes beyond weird and lands right in fucking uncanny. If Stephanie wasn't still wearing her own skin, she'd think it was Jane Doe.
Stephanie saw her for the first time leaving the Compound, spotted her just out of the corner of her eye. When faced with an unknown problem, the first thing you do is do your homework, so, abandoning her laundry, she'd taken off after her not-clone. Her red t-shirt didn't make skulking ideal, even in the deepening twilight, but she managed. It'd been easier to sneak after her once they'd got under the canopy cover, Steph had climbed up into the trees and stepped from branch to branch a few feet behind this strange, possibly evil version of herself.
Hey, she's a Bat, she comes by her stalking tendencies honestly. And, anyway, it's just to make sure anti-Stephanie isn't out to murder someone and make her take the blame. Maybe this isn't Gotham City, but crazy things could still happen here.
But jungle recon is a whole different world from the urban stuff she's used to. Out of easy branches within reach, Steph chanced a leap and grabbed at a thick bough on the next tree over. Wincing at the louder-than-she'd-like landing, she kicks out for a foothold and chances a glance down at her identical quarry. Hopefully her fumbling landing wouldn't attract any notice.
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Date: 2011-11-04 03:42 am (UTC)Okay, that might not be possible. Arching an eyebrow, she stared at the shorter girl. "Seriously? Gotham? Like are you running around with Heath Ledger in some seriously gross make-up and Christian Bale?" That was something that Caroline would be both a little impressed by and definitely disappointed.
Shaking her head head, she smiled tightly. "Caroline Forbes, from Mystic Falls and you should think about the heels. They might pinch, but they are designed to give a girl a little extra oompf."
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Date: 2011-11-05 07:12 pm (UTC)Steph smiles. "Nice to meet you, Caroline Forbes. And, yeah, I have to say, I am jealous of those extra few inches you have on me. But heels cut down on my ability to kick ass. Where's Mystic Falls?"
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Date: 2011-11-10 06:07 am (UTC)"Oh, right, yeah, forget I said that. They're actors." She resisted the urge to make some crack that this shorter double might want to pick up a copy of People every now and then. It would come up soon enough. "I can imagine. It has taken me years of practice to not break a leg when I run in them." There was a casualness in the way that she said that, because it was true. The vampy-healing just happened to make it easier. "It's in Virginia. It can be kind of overly small, but it's home so you get how it is."
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Date: 2011-11-10 11:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-13 10:24 pm (UTC)"Yeah. We have actual history and roads and can go somewhere else." That last part was important because while there had been people on this island for a few years, that hardly counted when compared to stretching back to the Civil War and then some. "Yeah. I am. Which I think makes the appearance of us both even stranger. Like special strange."
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Date: 2011-11-15 01:46 am (UTC)Stephanie hesitates and really thinks that over. She hadn't considered the possibility of more clones showing up, alternate versions from various times and places. "Well...on the plus side it would be two against one if our evil version does show up. We could totally take her."
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Date: 2011-11-18 07:51 am (UTC)That was kind of a bummer because fall clothes could be so cute. Caroline had never had to deal with a serious winter, with the freezing and cold and the snow. It snowed in Mystic Falls, but always in bunches and never for very long.
Nodding confidently, she was going to go with that. "We definitely could. A couple of badass girls like us. She'd be toast."