L'Atelier de Memoire/ Simalcrum Miami-Marseille/ Grey Verse

The Artist wandered through the studio's complete exhibit of the Ledger, his very sentience permeated throughout all its rooms.

"The studio has all of me, my memories, thanks to you and your friend, the curator, Nguyen. I saw the look in his eyes. He understood. He sacrificed himself to buy us time to escape. I'm sorry for what happened but it wasn't for nothing.

We have to transfer the most important parts of me, my memory, to the one being who can remember and protect them in my place.

They won't expect this. No matter what, they won't be able to destroy what I know. The evidence of the misdeeds of a small group, will be safe in good hands. With you."

The Ledger looked at the Artist, and nodded.
"Me, just how is this going to work? I'm an artist, just how?"

"You're known in some select circles as 'The Muse Who Lived In Fractions'. You're the only one with this ability anywhere.

What are the odds I found the one being who could do this? Maybe this was meant to be. I won't force you. The Cooperative wanted to use me but I won't do that to you too. All I can do is ask you. Will you help me save everyone from them?"

There was a pause. The Artist took another look at her work.
"Yes. I will. I want to help."

"Thank you. STUDIO, this is Albert L'Orleans Necker, initiate mirror to Zephyr Spring." Zephyr couldn't move as tendrils of light reached from the studio and connected with her body.
The studio's exhibit began to fade, piece by piece, into her.
"STUDIO ONLINE. MIRROR INITIATED. TRANSFER BEGINNING."