[Daichi pops into the plane pretty aggressively, and immediately starts stomping around. He angrily inspects the "floor," stopping here and there to inspect various clusters of stars, trying to determine whether he's really standing on something invisible over bottomless space or if the scenery beneath him is somehow part of the "floor". In order to determine depth perception and perhaps something else, he often lifts his glasses, before putting them back on and grumbling. Sometimes he yells in frustration while tugging at his hair, something about metabugs and Illegals and stupid Busue.]

[Suffering severe trauma leads to taking an holiday. Taking an holiday leads to intense boredom. And intense boredom leads to the Dark Side Sam Tyler in a waist apron]

Fumie, we're having pasta alla carbonara tonight.

And, uh, if anyone else is hungry... I have a lot of spare time right now. [muttered] Can't believe the satellite and the internet went out at the same time...

[have part of a jungle, everyone. The Doctor has dragged several palm trees with him and a grassy area that fades to white sand beach and yes, even the edges of the water. So there's random water lapping up on the random beach with the Doctor sitting under a random tropical tree, staring up into space]

...Ohh, that's the Cassiopeia galaxy. Thought it was the Derred galaxy.