17673/When The Mirror Looks Back

When The Mirror Looks Back
Date of Scene:	17 April 2024
Location:	Sion - Nightclub
Synopsis:	Betsy encounters Kwannon, but after some tension finds a kindred spirit.
Cast of Characters:	Betsy Braddock, Kwannon

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Betsy Braddock has posed:
It's a pretty slow Tuesday evening in Sion, and Betsy is taking advantage of a bit of quiet time away from the mansion to sip a drink at the bar. Most of the employees at the club are having some time playing music and taking some personal time, with a few still 'on the clock' as Tuesday Nights are typically used by employees to hang out and relax.

And Betsy is totally fine with it, as she wears a black NIN T-shirt and jeans, dressed fairly casually since while the club is open, technically, there's not really anyone else coming in...

Kwannon has posed:
Kwannon She had finally come to America after leaving the hand and various moves; she'd found her way to America and to her. The other woman in her head, the reason her powers had changed.

     Given her contacts, it wasn't hard to find her other half. Then again, she could always feel where she was, a twin-like connection. She smirked when the bouncer told her, "Come in, boss. "

     It still caused her to stop dead, though spotting yourself sitting at a bar is rather surreal, even for an assassin. She speaks, sounding just like Betsy," So you are real " .

Betsy Braddock has posed:
Betsy blinks, not turning around. She doesn't /need/ to. It's the woman whose face she now wears, and whose experience she now shares. Admittedly, being a ninja /does/ have advantages. She then says, "Kwannon."

With that, she does glance over her shoulder, a wry smirk on her lips as she says, "I thought I felt you nearby. Have a seat." She gestures to the stool next to her at the bar, being polite enough, though there's definitely... tension. "What brings you to New York?"

Kwannon has posed:
SHe moves to sit next to the other woman. To many, it seems cordial, but the two have already exchanged several blows without anybody even seeing, mentally checking each other for openings.

     She looks towards besty. " You, to see if you're real or not," she admits. She's sure the poor bartender will double-take since the two look identical.

     he moves her eyes to Besty " to figure out which one of us is real, we have the same face and two people memories.. The only difference is a name, but who's to say that's correct?" .

Betsy Braddock has posed:
Betsy smiles faintly, "I'm pretty sure my brother would have a few words to say about that, but he's off in England doing Captain things." The bartender, meanwhile, does a double take, but shakes his head a bit. Apparently there's a fair amount of weird that happens in the club, so his boss apparently having a twin sister isn't the weirdest thing he's seen.

She looks pretty relaxed, though, despite the mental dueling. "I know who I am. Took a while to figure it out, admittedly."

Kwannon has posed:
     She says, " We have the same memories and the same face and body." She looks back, " The people who swapped us are not to be trusted." She counters, "So he could be my brother, not yours. "

     Taps the bar for the same drink as her twin. Her own emotions are a complete mess right now, and she doesn't know what else to say, so she just leaves an awkward silence.

Betsy Braddock has posed:
Betsy glances over at Kwannon, "Swapped us? What makes you think we /were/ swapped. Kwannon was near death and Matsu'o needed my... Betsy's... powers to heal her. To heal you." She narrows her eyes, then sighs a bit, the anger dissipating as she regains a hit of control.

"This is going to be... interesting, isn't it?" She glances back at Kwannon, wry humor in her tone as she arches a brow. "Damn the Hand anyway, for doing this to us." With that, once Kwannon's drink is delivered, she raises her drink to Kwannon's in a toast.

"To Matsu'o roasting in Hell... which is better than what he deserves." Because she's fairly certain that's at least one thing they can agree on.

Kwannon has posed:
     Nodding her head and sighing, she clinks, " I agree with you at that. " She admits that her anger matches her own a bit. She rubs her cheek, " I'm still not sure who is who. " She admits, " I'm still confused about whether I'm Betsy or Kwannon . When I woke, I was given a name, but who's to say that Bastard didn't lie? "

     She takes a sip of her drink. " Everything they said to me was a lie, so I'm here for a truth I can find " She looks at Betsey before she adds " Maybe a sister ".

Betsy Braddock has posed:
Betsy smiles wryly, "I always would have liked a sister, but you know that." She chuckles a bit, shaking her head, "Honestly, I always thought I was Betsy, but... well, we're a bit mixed up together. But I'm always game for the truth. Better that than an unpleasant lie."

She pauses, then looks over at Kwannon, "Do you have a place to stay? There's a room you can take here in the club, as long as you need. I mean, I'm back with the X-Men... wouldn't mind taking you there, but that's going to be a lot of questions." Since Kwannon has her memories, it's not like any of that is a secret... though, the nightclub is new.

Kwannon has posed:
Thinks for a moment. " I have a bodyguard job that I'm doing, but I will accept both, " She sighs. " I miss the X-men. " She looks at her. " Even if I'm not sure if we've ever met, I miss them." . the joy of having two people's memories, if anything, she now understands how Rouge feels

     " I'm sure the professor will have questions.. though he might be the only person who can answer who is who " . She lifts her hand ' Since our bodies are exactly the same " .

Betsy Braddock has posed:
Betsy nods, "Well, Jean's the headmaster now, but she might be able to sort it out. Perhaps." She hrms, "And you don't have to work for this, but if you needed the place... it's not easy getting one in New York, after all. Even with our talents."

She considers, then hrms, "I need to tell Rachel about you, so she doesn't get confused." Wait, who?

Kwannon has posed:
Kwannon Nods. "My memories of the X-men are a few years old," she sighs and sips her drink. " But I would like to meet Jean if shes's the boss now; who's Rachel? "

     She chuckles. "Knowing them, so much has happened; it's like I've been away for a lifetime." she thinks. " I mean, for now, we're just twins unless she's like us." She taps her temple.

Betsy Braddock has posed:
Betsy hrms, "Rachel Summers, she's... well, it's a long story." She chuckles a little, "We're... well, to be honest, I'm not sure what we are. It's a bit new to me. But it's definitely nice. She does have telepathic talents, though." She doesn't go into too much detail, because it makes their shared background look relatively simple.

Kwannon has posed:
Kwannon chuckles. " Nice to see we still think Jean is hot and like a girl " . yep, she can tease too . She nods. "Good, being happy is rare for us or me, "she shrugs, " but I would like to meet them all again. It seems you are less split than me " .

Betsy Braddock has posed:
Betsy hrms, "I think I've had a bit more time to get used to this... plus I had some work with the Professor and Jean, that you haven't, so." She smiles a little, and sets a key on the bar, "That's the key to the spare room. If you need anything, just ask me or William here." She nods to the bartender, and smiles, "Now, I think I need to go meditate a bit... there's a lot to think about."