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[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

But if we show ourselves now, Dene— ... eh? [excuse him plz, but popping up in the middle of space is not something that happens every day, so give him a minute to flail and maybe drop his bowl of rice while he's at it] Ehhh!?

This isn't ZeroLiner... or DenLiner... or the Milk Dipper... or... anywhere. Space? But how am I out in space...? It seems familiar, but— [and he whirls around, making a full three-sixty while calling] Deneb! Deneb, where...?! How did I get here..? [another pause to look around more properly, but then he bends down to scoop the spilled rice back into the bowl and glance around in confusion] Maybe... the better question is 'how do I get back'?

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[lamb_of_gold]

A thought will bring you home, sir.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Whoa, there's a person there. Ryotarou jumps a little and stands up slowly.]

A... thought?

[lamb_of_gold]

[Nods] And another will return you here.

[contract_star]

It's the Astral Plane. [Scans the skies and then points.] Deneb is that way.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Astral Plane? [pause where he looks in the direction pointed, then he shakes his head] N-no, I didn't mean the constellation... Deneb is a friend of mine.

[contract_star]

It's sort of like a crossroads between realities. But if you want to get home, all you have to do is think about it. [Smiles a little.] Star, actually. Good name.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki appears somewhere nearby. He's checkin' out your rice, dude.]

Dinner sounds so good right now... damn it, why did I have to move out?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

E-eh? [blinks at the bowl that still isn't fully scooped up or anything, then looks back to Ikki]

I don't think you'd want this. It was just all over the floor...

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

I've got a stomach of steel!

... Actually, that's Buccha. [He sighs and slumps.] Looks like it's Kazu's sister again...

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[please forgive the Guv, he's an ass] Great, more gooks. Do you sing and dance, too?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Ryotarou's formality will overpower it. :|b] No, I don't... Um, 'gooks'?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

You've got that going for you, then. [quirks a brow] You know, yellows. Like chinks, only not.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Giving the spilled rice a disapproving look.] You just have to think about it. I'd say it's more subconscious than anything.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Is still trying to scoop it all up.] Yeah, so I've heard... It's really that easy?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

It's really that easy. [And with that he vanishes from the Plane, reappearing a few moments later with a dustpan and brush. Ianto? OCD? Never.]

[bacchusprince.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you should try tapping your heels together while repeating the words: 'There's no place like home'?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

I... don't think that would work.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[crouches before him, smiling sweetly] Oh my, what have we got here~? [chuckles]

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[looks up at him, expression pretty innocent for having a guy in plaid on rollerskates suddenly sitting in front of him] Um...?

[noking.livejournal.com]

[Shenzi is there the second food is in sight, but she huffs a little and sits down a bit aways to let him pick it up]

That's unsanitary.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Oh, wow. There is a hyena. And it's talking to him. This is... not normal. This is also Ryotarou kind of sort of totally fainting.]

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

Hello.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

... Hello. [blink]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Well, it's not really space. It is a fairly good imitation. Relatively, anyway.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

An imitation?