MPC 28 - Of Time Traveling, World Domination and Other Herbs

"Valerie-chan!" Solace smiled brightly as she glomped the redhead back. It was so good to see her! Seeing Nikumo and her partners being alright was a good sign overall. "How've you been! Those clothes look good on you!" She waved at Nikumo and Yvonne as the decidedly less energetic duo approached her and Valerie asked about her partners whereabouts.

"We're here, Valerie-chan!" Faith answered, her ghastly and almost inaudible tone filled with a good deal of cheerfuless. "Hello, everyone! Mercy's waving at you right now, even if you can't see her! She doesn't feel too talkative today, but that'll surely pass with time!" And maybe that time would arrive almost instantly, when Yvonne decided to recriminate Nikumo on her choices regarding her library. That wasn't nice, and it was a good opportunity to tease the Chromiamon. A win-win situation.

"My, my..." Even if incorporeal and almost voiceless, Mercy managed to sound quite amused at Yvonne's words, even to the point of giggling. "Calling the kettle black, aren't we, Yvvy? Can you really criticize the life choices of others? I wonder..." Even if playful, Mercy always managed to sound slightly scared. She knew that Yvonne wouldn't be too fazed about this, given her usual attitude, but... "Can you check your the right pocket of your jeans, Acey? I'm sure that Yvonne would love to be reminded of something~"

Her right pocket? The last time she remembered, she hadn't put anything there, nor had felt something, but when her hands dug inside said place, she found a folded piece of paper inside. Huh? This was extremely strange. Maybe this was Mercy's doing? She was a strange girl indeed. "What do I do with this, Mercy-chan?" Did that serve some kind or purpose, or it was just for show? Her gut feeling told her that it was something for Yvonne probably.

"Oh; unfold it, of course. Then show it to our white-haired peer; that disguise looks good on you, Yvvy. I have to say that your taste is impeccable, as always." Solace began to unfold the single piece of paper, until it took a considerable size; A4, more or less. In there, with big, black and somewhat ornamented letters. "Contract of Ownership" but just that; it was probably a copy of the first page of the document. Mercy laughed a bit before adding. "You remember this, don't you? It was long, long ago. Feels almost like an entire universe away, don't you think? It may or may not still be valid, but it proves that you aren't exactly the most smart person with your life choices either, so give your poor human a bit of a break. She isn't that bad."

Both Solace and Faith laughed at Mercy's comment, even if the girl waved rather fast at the notion, deciding to address Yvonne's more legitimate question instead. "Oh, right. The plans for this small gathering were..." Before she could continue with her speech, some soft steps were heard right behind the girls' table. Just behind solace, another girl with pitch-black hair and red eyes that almost seemed to shine by themselves stood; she looked to be a bit older, but other than those two features and her hair being a bit longer, they looked... remarkably similar.

"Mind if some old friends take a seat in this table too?" Her voice was also pretty much the same than Solace's; this was... really strange. "We won't bother you!" Now that the brunette gave a quick look at her, her taste of clothes was a bit like hers too; heck, she could almost swear that she had the same clothes on her wardrobe. But most importantly... what was she referring to when she said "We?" as far as she knew, there was only one person in front of her. Another thing she didn't understand completely was for both Faith and Mercy to be completely silent right now. Usually, when another human was near, they gave some signal that they were still there, like a slight pat on her shoulder or something.

Right now... her partners felt almost as if they weren't there... at all.

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Youknowwho looks exactly like this (smugness included) except that the dress is something less gothic and more normal.

"Thank you!" The girl said towards Valerie's words, taking a seat as two nearby chairs pulled themselves back too. "You hadn't changed a bit either. It's good to see you, Valerie." Out of thin air, on the three chairs that have seemingly moved on their own, two young ladies sat, almost as if they had been there all the time; whilst pretty and with a rather good sense of fashion, their skin tones were deathly pale, except for their almost shiny red eyes. Either that group was a fan of contact lenses or they just were plain weird.

The one who seemed to be the most amused about this, of course, was the the girl that had appeared at first. She liked the impression she was causing, and especially the fact that due to some precautions, only the girls could see this small spectacle. "C'mon, Nikumo-chan! Are you going to tell that you can't recognize an old friend? It's me!" Of course she wasn't going to tell her name. The girl was sharp enough for that, and even if the reason that brought her here was a little strange, that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy herself. "I could give you some clues, but that would ruin the fun, don't you think?"

Solace stared, dumbfounded at this, she knew that something was amiss, and that was proven right as soon as Faith and Mercy returned from where they had been. "A-Ace-chan! She's... she is...!" Faith's voice sounded alarmed, puzzled and confused at the same time, how could that be? How could she...? "Dear, I'm sure that I'm way better at keeping my cool than that. Faith's a dignified lady, you know? Getting worked for something as simple as this isn't something I'd expect from us." The lady without the ponytail spoke, her tone sounding almost like one of a entertained child.

"Why don't we have a long and nice talk? I'm sure everyone can gain something from this!" This time, the younger-looking of the bunch spoke again. "I have some questions to ask, and I'm sure you're on the same situation right now; the nine of us can benefit, even." A tiny shrug graced her features, her expression not shifting a bit from her previous iteration. "But why don't we catch up a bit first? I take you haven't ordered anything yet."

With an absent gesture of her hand, "Solace" called a waiter, ordering some tea and sweets. Enough for the two iterations of her, given that she knew what her own tastes were like. Meanwhile, the other girl just... stared dumbfounded, still with no idea about what was happening, but already theorizing that this couldn't be any good. Or could it? If this truly was her, then that couldn't be bad, right?

So... Solace has been gone for a while (no word when he will be back.)

I suppose unless he comes back in the next day or so, I would least like for my part to be graded.

Bits would be nice