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[thisismadfreaky]

"Yo, you've reached Cisco. Text me, voicemail is so outdated, guys."

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[asphyxiaphilic]

[There's a pause as Cisco replies, enough that the previous words begin the fade without needing to be wiped away.]

What do you think our world is like?

[thisismadfreaky]

[Honestly? He's never thought about it much. It was less of an immediate concern than other things happening. Now, he thinks maybe he should have investigated into it more.]

I dunno...I guess I kinda picture everything in reverse, or like a negative photograph. It's mostly the same, but your motivations are different, and you have to please a psychopath to stay alive, which sounds the opposite of fun.

[asphyxiaphilic]

Don't you feel indebted to the ones who gave you life? Isn't that the relationship between a parent and child?

We don't always agree, but we wouldn't exist without her.

[thisismadfreaky]

Wrong guy to hit up for paternal feels, dude. I've got a horrible relationship with mine.

But I guess I get where you're coming from. Still, if she makes you do things you don't wanna do, it can't be that great.

[asphyxiaphilic]

What's it like to have parents? Even bad ones?

[ Dr. Fitz is mostly sure he'll vomit if he has to maintain this conversation for much longer. ]

[thisismadfreaky]

[What a question. How does he even answer that?]

Mine weren't as bad as they could've been, they took care of me and everything, but they played favorites between me and my brother a lot. Being ignored and pushed aside isn't the best feeling.

[And why is he saying anything at all? That's probably a bad move on his part.]

[asphyxiaphilic]

that sounds hard.

sometimes it can feel like that for us. We don't get to talk to you often. You're always breaking mirrors and cutting us off.

it can be lonely when nobody'swilling to listen.

[thisismadfreaky]

[.....Oh.

Well. He'd never really considered it like that before.

He only knows what he's been told and that it's awfully creepy to think people are just sitting around watching your life like a reality TV show. Reminds him of the time he found fake!Wells' secret security cameras​ that he used to spy on Team Flash. It's unsettling.

Still. For whatever bit it might count, it gives him pause, and maybe earns a sympathy point or two from him.]

I guess I didn't think of it like that...

[asphyxiaphilic]

Most of you don't.

thank you for listening now, though. I hope it's okay to come back to you from time to time. We could learn so much from one another.

[thisismadfreaky]

Yeah, I guess so. [Pause.] Do I get to know who I'm talking to?

[asphyxiaphilic]

Just someone else who likes to learn new things.

I don't care much for my name. It's not really mine.

is there something you'd rather call me instead? It would mean more if I didn't have to share it.

[thisismadfreaky]

[He considers it for a moment, it's kind of hard to give someone he doesn't know anything about a nickname, even with his usual penchant for it.

But....]

What about Mimic?
Little on the nose, but I don't know much about you.

[asphyxiaphilic]

[ That's trite, unimaginative, and insulting all at the same time. They're so much more than mimics. They're the superior ones. This filthy little real thing will eat those words. ]

I like it. Sounds like some kind of hero.

[thisismadfreaky]

Good. Then at least you'll know I'm looking for you if I wanna chat sometime.

[asphyxiaphilic]

And the other way is all right as well?

You're good with equations. I've got a few that are giving me trouble.

[thisismadfreaky]

Yeah, sure.

[Ohhh, flattery will get you everywhere with this one, mirror-person.]

I'm sure we can figure it out.

[What is he doing??? He isn't sure. But he'll decide later if this was the worst idea he's ever had or not.]