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[welljustwatchme]

A: 1447 Mitchell Road, kitchen

[Canada is in a wonderful mood this morning, humming sea shanties while she makes breakfast and everything. This isn't, in itself, weird at all. It happens at least once a week. Conversation, though, is peppered with helpful (?) comments on how her housemates can have a good day.]Now, Hilda, be sure to keep your

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[freakinblur]

[Seeing a scuffle on his neighor's lawn, Scout shows up, sawed-off shot gun at the ready!

Except it seems to be two identical girls having a knife fight. Wow this is kind of hot, maybe they're twins

Scout lowers his gun and looks confused.]

...The hell?

[freakinblur]

[Scout shrugs, reaches into his backpack and hands over his pistol to Canada.]

[welljustwatchme]

[She gives a polite nod as she takes the gun, then familiarizes herself with it a moment.] Thank you. And, Ilsa? You might want to step back.

[Canada goes to stand over her own unconscious form (and does she really look so much like her sister? that's a disturbing thought), taking a moment to murmur her apology before calmly and easily shooting the doppelgänger in the centre of her forehead. Whatever the young nation had expected from the look-alike, the sudden disappearance takes her off-guard, and she simply stares for a moment before going to hand the weapon back, not quite sure what to make of any of this.]

[ooeeooahah]

[ Ilsa nods at the doppelganger's disappearance. ]

That's what happened to the one down the street.

[freakinblur]

The hell? Freakin' Mayfield. 'S this gonna happen with everyone in town?

[welljustwatchme]

Looks like it might. But who knows? Maybe things will resolve themselves in time.

[As in, she really doesn't want everyone to have to deal with themselves like that. Canada doesn't seem to care that she's bleeding from more than a few wounds, just bends over to pick up the dropped knives and the doppelgänger clothing, a bloody bundle in her arms now.] That could happen, right?

[ooeeooahah]

It's possible. Time to get you bandaged up, I think.

[ Ilsa will help gather the discards on the lawn. ]