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You didn't expect to find yourself shoved in a small room on the other side of the familiar elevator with your (unofficial) coworker. You didn't expect the weird copies of you and him be trapped with you either.
It's cramped.
Yuck- and they smell- well, your coworker doesn't (not as bad as the fakes did, anyway). You stepped as far away from the rest of them, leaning against the wall as your coworker and their copy were practicing frothing at the mouth, staring daggers at the other, ready to pounce. You admired your colleague in a way; his brave persona during the entire situation. Well. Mostly.
Only now did you notice the weapon your copy was trying to claw from your company's hands.
"Okay- okay that's enough." You announced, stepping forward. That's when the copy stumbled back as it successfully ripped the blade from the others grip. It's feral gaze locked on yours, lunging at you and you recoiled. It backed you into a wall, pointing the scissors at your throat.
Heat rose to your cheeks as you avoided it's gaze.
"Who do you think you are?? You're just as useless as my own." It hissed. You gaze flicked to your own copy, and you watched at it winced at the harsh words.
You rose your hands in surrender. "Feisty aren't you~?" You teased, half hoping it'd calm the tension or push the copy to send the metal into your neck. "I didn't mean any harm."
It snarled, thrusting the blade to probe at the flesh of your throat. You bit your tongue.
"Seriously. I didn't mean to like offend you because I didn't want someone hurt or anyt-" Fresh pain seared through your neck.