Doppelganger Visits: RHYME MORALES

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Rhyme Morales DoppleGanger
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Seven fingers curl within two palms, formed by delicate skin that should be marked much more brutally given those three stubbed knuckles. Yet every porcelain centimeter is cleaned to perfection though, as if the Capitol scrubbed me down. Or perhaps they did. Distant memories cloud me, while feeling as though they don’t even belong to me to begin with. Instinctively I flash my glistening knife before me to observe the reflection it presents. Right, I’m Rhyme Morales. A sly grin graces my cheeks while I absorb this needed information. Time to screw with some minds, just as the true Rhyme used to do.

Correction. That Rhyme is dead. I’m the True Rhyme Morales now.

The blade slides back into the identical bag that the previous me pertained. I haven’t been instructed to cause any damage, only mental chaos. And as though my legs are being guided by a remote, I’m directed to where I should be.

“Kirito?” My voice twist in disbelief and excitement, while I actually have no control over what protrudes. Without hesitation I reveal myself to him, sensing no fear for what may occur. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” As if already scripted my tone cracks only slightly while primarily remaining strong. Last visions flash before me as I recall Kirito doing his best to cradle Rhyme as she passed. Now to fool him in believing that was simply a misunderstanding.

Cautiously I make it to his side, my hands up to prove that I’m far from a threat. “Not sure what happened…some stupid tributes patched me up I guess, and of course the sponsors fell for me.” A soft giggle escapes from my lips as I reinstate Rhyme’s place on top. “How are you doing?” My eyebrows arch inward with concern over his wellbeing, just as my data told me to do. Slowly my fingers trail up to his jaw-line, wanting to provide the comfort Rhyme died too soon to experience.

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