Mirrorside Bug

[choosetruth]

During the event where Fitz and Cisco breached the Mirrorside, Georgia's Mirror crossed over leaving Real Georgia and the handful of bugs she always keeps on hand free to explore the Mirror side. Buffy's Mirror found and destroyed most of them, but with mod-approval, one got to stick around giving them an unprecedented chance to spy back on the Mirrors!

Please use this space to thread out, link, or just summarize any information you want the staff of After the End Times/the Shattered Mirror to overhear. The bug is located in the kitchen. Have fun!

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Have fun you say? You- you should not have said.......

[squandered]

In the interest of the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth I think it's only fair to let you know about the exorbitant amount of gross sex noises between this guy here and that guy that Real Georgia's bug will be picking up on.

Yes, frequently. Yes, that probably drew blood too and-- Yes, people eat there oh my god what is wrong with you. No, not going to fix the cupboard, it'll probably repair itself anyway. So.

Sorry about that.

(The only marginal point of actual interest outside of kitchen appliance BDSM may be references to something called "the song", sometimes in combination with making other people hear it.)

[satanas]

[The silence is interrupted by the sound of something glass crashing to the floor. A voice muttering, angry and apparently violent as something else came crashing to the floor.

Of course whoever it was hadn't had enough with a single dish. A moment later there is a crash of plates and glasses, destroying what was easily destroyed. A moment later there is a louder sound, that of a cast iron skillet slamming into the stove.

What began as muttering became louder as he tried to let out the anger.]

Who does that fucking bitch think she is? She had no fucking right to take her! Ooooh, so fucking powerful, you couldn't even keep what you made, what was ours, just because those stupid fuckers on the other side let her go!

What's the fucking point of chasing after your goddamn lost children if you can't hold on to what's yours!]

[The cast iron skillet clatters to the floor, and then there's the sound of a gun clip being checked and returned to the gun, and then there was silence.]