I found life out on the weekdays

[datglass]

WHO: Mirror Master and you...
WHERE: Anywhere!
WHEN: Between the 13th-15th.
WARNINGS: Oh, I don't know??
SUMMARY: McCulloch explores the City and spies on a lot of people while he does it.
FORMAT: Quick?

The most obvious thing McCulloch noticed about this place was that he couldn't get back to the Mirror Lands. Not for lack of trying, of course, but every attempt he made just took him down a long tunnel lined with windows for every mirror and reflective surface which he could sure still peer through, but it wasn't the same. He couldn't find or do what he wanted with the same kind of ease.

But there's aye a something; he'd learn to use it just like he'd learned to use the Mirror Land. He ran down the tunnel, peering through each window as he went to get a feel of this place. It may have been New York, but he didn't know if it was New York or alternate New York or Mirror New York or what -- or who else was here, but so far he was just seeing the same old mundane things like people brushing their teeth, objects in the rear view mirror, birds hitting windows, women putting on makeup. (Way too much rogue, but that was Americans for you.)

Comments

eee :3

[snidepiper]

Oh, no. No, no. [shit it's him. It really is. What is this week turning into.]

Get out here.

8)))

[datglass]

Howzitgaun, Piper? [ Well now he doesn't feel like scurrying off. ] Arnae interrupt anythin', am I?

[snidepiper]

Only my life.

[heading back to the mirror, resting his hands on the sink edges and frowning into it. Trying to let Evan see he's not afraid of his little tricks when seriously he would rather see any other face and that includes half a dozen gothamites, right now.]

How long have you been in the City?

[datglass]

Only a wee time. [ That's as specific as he's going to get, though. ] Don't tell me it's just th' three of us here. What good are ya supposed to be?

[snidepiper]

To you, not much. I'd say appreciate the clean slate, but I know how deaf those ears are.

So you've met up with Cold already?

[datglass]

Aye. So have you. [ He's assuming. He leans against the mirror's edge casually. ] Been here long yerself?

[snidepiper]

Long enough to know better.

[and he knows enough not to turn his back on Evan, too.]

Just come in, already.

[datglass]

Dain't mind if I do.

[ He shrugs and pops his face out of the mirror. ]

Some place ya got here.

[snidepiper]

You got one too, if you didn't throw your tags away. This is the kind of thing the government should ideally provide for everyone who's homeless.

[datglass]

Och, they can give me room tae a drifter fer all I'll be usin' it. Have a place o' me own awready, right? Unless yer dyin' tae have me for a neighbor. Teammate.

[snidepiper]

Dying to keep an eye on you so I can nail you to a wall at the first opportunity. [like THAT'S going to happen, but it's good to have it all out in the open.]

[datglass]

Ew. [ So mature. ] Like I'll be givin' ya that opportunity. This dump's not that nice.