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Shay blinked slowly and timidly moved over to the side, away from the front door "A-are you okay?" Shay's jaw fell open pretty wide as Mirror transformed over the course of the next minute. "Uhm. Okay. So you weren't messing with me" Shay muttered mostly to themself idly. It definitely looked very different to Shay's transformations.

"I-look" Shay approached a bit closer, completely forgetting the social situation for a moment, and all the awkwardness, mildly in awe. "Don't apologise, seriously it's fine. That didn't look fun." Shay blinked, realising they could probably set this situation at ease pretty easily.

"I-Er, I'm a shape shifter, so please don't worry, I change a couple of times a day sometimes, it's not freaky or anything to me." Shay admitted, suppressing the urge to bring up the character editor and start fiddling.

Shay nodded quickly, being a streamer with an open power was good for some reasons, but it did also leave you open and viable to trolling from the chat... so much trolling. "A lot of er... Inappropriate questions too." Why did people always get sexual when it was involved.

Suddenly Gawain seemed uncomfortable. What had Shay said wrong? They didn't step into any obvious taboo topics. This was part of why Shay dreaded socialising, they never knew when t hey were about to say the completely wrong thing and make every on in the room uncomfortable. It was too easy.

Time? Shay glanced around, not having realised how dark it was while they were engrossed, the light of the T.V and the sewing light having been all they really needed. "I.." Shay pondered for a moment.

"I've watched like, 6 episodes and I finished stream around 10, so... 12ish?" Oops. Time really got away from you.

Very slowly the adrenaline ebbed away and Shay's heartbeat came back down to what was nearly an acceptable level. Clearly Shay was in no danger, and while this was awkward and embarrassing, it was clearly some of those things for Gawain too. "It's um..." Well it wasn't really okay, but it wasn't really like it was Mirror's fault either, was it? They'd made it pretty clear it wasn't something that was done intentionally.

"I-I mean you said you didn't mean to..." Shay cleared their throat again, still maintaining a fair distance, but not running away any more.

"Is it um, weird being in an anime like that?" Shay asked. Shay got power questions all the time, people always wanted to know weird things, and did appreciate they could be awkward. "Er... Sorry if power questions are weird."

He seemed... Apologetic. He definitely wasn't coming and closer to Shay, and if he was here to murder Shay or something that probably would have happened by now. Into mirrors and stuff? That was... Oh! Mutant power, duh.

A little gear did click in the back of Shay's mind that their own mannerisms and power might seem strange to some people, or get confused or intimidated. "I-eh-" Shay gulped and edged a little further back. "M-Mirror sounds familiar." Shay admitted, but wasn't sure where it was from.

Shay's apartment for the most part was fairly well kept, there were definitely areas of mess, but most of it was actually clean, their stream set up was visible in one corner, and any area of the room where the camera would have a view on were pretty clean. The pizza boxes were also most definitely out of view.

Shay had definitely been through some strange experiences over the years. Particularly being a pro-gamer led to some interesting stories, especially when you were living in a house with your team and spending every day with them. Strange habits were weird, and parties had occasionally led to interesting stories. But it felt like the last few months, living in New York, everything was just dialed up to 11 on the weird-o-meter.

Never, in their life did Shay expect someone to fall out of the T.V.

"I-W-Wha-" Shay backed up rapidly, looking around frantically for their phone.

Did you call the police in this situation, run out the front door or like, just lock yourself in the bathroom? Spotting the phone, it was behind the man that had just landed on Shay's coffee table.

Shay was trying hard not to out panic the person with much more legitimate reason to freak out, and failing. Shay tried for a moment to imagine how they would feel in Vanessa's shoes, and awkward came to mind, but that was nothing new. But also they wouldn't know who or what to trust. Luckily, Vanessa had a really useful power for verifying whether or not people were trust worthy.

"I-uh. Look." Shay took a breath. "I assume you know how your power works? Use it on me, you'll know I'm telling the truth, and you can trust me." Shay stammered quickly, forcing themselves to look Vanessa in the eyes.

After a few moments Shay nodded. "o-of course I'll help you." Shay would have tons of time to feel guilty about this whole thing later, the priority was making sure that Vanessa was safe and secure first.

Shay stared slightly dumbfounded for a few moments. Nope this was definitely not something that normally happened, did they have cursed discs or something? This was like something out of one of those 90's VHS horror movies. Freaky. And They were definitely bleeding.

Shay was leaning forwards in their seat, kind of captivated and terrified by whatever the hell was going on. When the new figure on the screen yelled something about turning off the T.V Shay yelped and practically fell over. Scrambling for the remote Shay probably hit a few other buttons before hitting the power button.

It was as much that when a commanding or strained voice shouted something at you, you listened, as well as just being generally freaked out by whatever was going on. Shay definitely didn't want to get cursed or anything.