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[ Bass didn't know how it was possible but Mimmi -Mimmi Kopanski, Mimmi from that Goddamn ship that he wanted to forget, that Mimmi- was here. In his world. Walking down the street.

Granted, she looked confused and lost and very unsure as to where she was, but she happened to be in America a few hundred years after she would have died naturally. Even worse than that-

She was right in the middle of a bona fide danger zone. Namely, two steps away from a cluster of structures Wily wanted blasted to the ground after Bass extracted all the necessary information from the databanks within. Great. Great.

First things first; Bass had to escort her from the area or she'd probably get caught up in the confusion and die. He snarled, stormed over to Mimmi and took her arm in hand, hissing darkly in German, ]


Move. Come with me, right now.

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[To say she was confused was kind of an understatement. More like completely discombobulated. Because um. This was definitely not a ship. And it totally wasn't home either. What even--

But then, someone was grabbing her arm. Alarmed, she looked over and there was Forte. Which only heightened her confusion. And he was yelling at her, which was either a good sign or a bad sign. Considering the circumstances, she went with the latter.

So here we go, more German!]

Forte? What is going on?