'Tis rather inconvenient like this. +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: You! !oot ,uoy dnA
Where: Wonderland, both Real and Mirror side
When: June 3 to June 10
Rating: PG-13, will vary by thread, warnings for higher ratings appreciated
Summary: A catch-all log for Mirrors and Reals during the reverse espionage event. Anything from Mirrors leading their daily lives, over Reals reacting to the show, to Reals and Mirrors exchanging messages goes here. Just label your locations and sides accordingly!
The Story:

Your own medicine is worth twice the sweetness in the bush, that is what they say! Here is my plan, now make sure you listen well, or you get it wrong, and then I would need to pair you all up, for only two even wrongs set my head back on right, and we've no time for such things, no time at all, do we?

As mighty as the sharpest blade, as stout as the hardest shield, a spool of thread woven from hearts of gold. It must exist, and I must have it! She'll do worse to my head if I search, but you'll help, won't you? I will let you see, and you will be my eyes! All good things come tomorrow - then I'll let you see, and you'll be my eyes, and when it's all done you'll use your own mouths to tell my personal ears all you know, won't you?

All of Wonderland's mirrors are suddenly working in reverse. The Real side can see everything, and the Mirror side is left with nothing but their own reflections. Details of the event can be found here.

Comments

[kairotic]

[She watches him, carefully, knows his physics and threats and goes to sidestep before realizing it's unnecessary, letting it whiz past with nothing more than a grit of her teeth and a shift of weight to the opposite foot. No fear. There isn't time for fear.]

Good f-for you, then. But not all of us stick to your little script. Otherwise I s-should be cowering before you, correct?

[She thinks about making an incredibly biting remark- something about how Sans' are supposed to get along with their Papyrus, for example- but stops. She doesn't want to burn this bridge... Or at least not set it up in absolutely spectacular flames. So she lets it go, drops the tension.]

But fine. I understand c-control, myself, so you win. I have to c-continue my research into this anomaly. Good luck with your... c-conquest, as it were.

[serifsans]

[It's true, she's not nearly as easily terrified as the Real Alphys. Man, one of these days, one of these days he wants to talk to that one, time himself on how quickly he can tear her down.]

[This one, though? This one is useful. So he lets the bone vanish after it has impacted the wall, stuffs his hands in his pockets and grins.]

am i supposed to be impressed that you're not?

[She says he's won, and damn right. He can't help a little surge of triumph, even though he really hasn't done anything or won anything.]

see you around, al.

[kairotic]

Maybe you s-should be.

[Subtle, but something he'll remember. They exist in a give-and-take tension, and he needs to remember that she can give just as much as she takes. So she rolls her eyes, and takes to leave.]

Good luck, Sans.