[Lind is skating around on the plane, looking at everything there is to see. If he can't come out in his normal world then he might as well stretch his legs here, right? He stops to look at what seems like the remnants of a party.]

Exactly how much crap have people dragged here the past few months anyway?

[Enter a partially bored looking Sheikah, appearing basically out of nowhere. That look of boredom is quickly replaced by surprise, then his expression goes completely blank. He drops into a defensive stance, weapons ready.]

This is not my intended destination.

Wow. I ended up on the wrong plane... [stares at some stars] REALLY wrong plane. Not Juuouchou, not Meifu... Where am I?

[he stares quietly around for a while, fascinated.] ...Pretty. I only wish the sky was so clear and big back-
...Man, if I don't know how I got here, how'm I gonna get back?

[looks around again, before pulling a slip of paper out of his trenchcoat pocket. He folds it into an origami crane, speaks a few words, and the paper crane turns into a white bird. He smiles at it and pets its head, before sending it off. He watches it go, before looking around again. He looks down, and realizes that he can't SEE the floor.] WHOA. H-how... [tentatively lifts a foot, then sets it down again slowly, half expecting it to hit nothing. his relief is obvious when it does fall on...something.] Whoa. That's impressive magic.
[scratches his head] ...Now what?

[Kougaiji appears on the plane, his eyes narrowed and his expression somewhat fierce. With each passing second he looks a bit more aggressive, and he takes a good, slow look around himself. After a moment, he relaxes, but not by much.

He takes a few steps forward, but seeing as he can't tell one direction from another, he decides it may be best to stay still, if only for now.]

Not what I expected.

My, My, my…

This is interesting, rather an odd place to have a mission to I must say but rather amazing all the same.

[Tilts head back to examine the sky] Interesting… Yes, most fascinating…

Jet? Lead?

Hm… Fascinating, most peculiar…

[A lightbulb pops out of nowhere and lands in his hand and immediately starts to glow] Well… At least nothing downright odd has happened like loss of senses… I detect no anomaly either… How strange.

Jet? Are you here?

No Jet, no Lead…

[Big, very bouncy grin] quite fascinating.

[Zeronos staggers away from where he left the ZeroLiner's back car he'll get it back into his own reality eventually, with a bleeding stab wound in his abdomen. He pulls the card out of the belt buckle, and it seems to just dissolve into nothing. He pulls the belt off next, ending the transformation, and revealing Ryotarou as the one underneath the costume — he has a slash wound very close to the previously mentioned stab wound, and he looks in bad shape.]

H-help. Please...

[a distinctly irritated woman appears on the plane; her eyes are narrowed as she looks around, and her hand hovers near the gun at her hip]

So. A shop just appears in my city for no apparent reason, a woman is eerie and cryptic at me, and now I'm…what? What is this supposed to be? One hell of a cell, I'll give you that.

[slowly, she turns round, but nothing is in sight, not from here]

Kind of dull, but I like the stars. You can't seem them very well in the city. Any city, apparently.

So, anyone going to pop up and explain this, or do I have to start randomly shooting? I really don't want to waste any bullets.

[Dino appears on the Plane. There's a a bit of snow on the top of his coat and he has a few flakes stuck to his hair. He also looks fairly surprised] I went with Tsuna to put him on the plane home and it's snowing. In summer.

[ Aiolia appears, his movements a little uncoordinated and disoriented. The air around him is electric, fierce, a reflection of his currently disgruntled (and confused) state of mind. He's in his Leo cloth and seems more than just a little irritated--approach with caution. He bites (‘cept not really; he’s tame).

He seems to grumble something, and then looks about some more and realizes that he might not be as alone as he had originally suspected. His cosmo begins to growl rumble a bit. ]

Who's there? Show yourselves!

. . . Oh, this. This. Is. Gorgeous.

No, really, I mean it. I've seen a lot of things -- more things that you'd think I ever would, given my youthful and altogether handsome appearance, -- but this place. Brilliant! So flash! So shiny! Well, they're stars, how could they not be shiny? Although, strictly speaking, stars are more luminous than shiny. But you can't use luminous in an interjection. Too many syllables. Can't be spouting off exclamations of surprise if it takes more than a second. Wouldn't really be surprised, then -- it'd sound too premeditated to be genuine.

So! The shop's the gateway, yeah? Never seen it before today, and I'd figured I'd gotten used to this version of London by now. Still, always did like a little shop, but it feels a bit wrong that it'd be used for sinister purposes like this -- after all, I can't really see this as being positive, the whole kidnapping and displacing thing. I guess you really can't ever trust a salesman. Or a saleswoman. Or a salestwin, as the case might be.

But right, anyway! Sinister little shop leading to a mysterious planetarium taken to an extreme scale? I might be new to this universe, still, but I'm reasonably sure this wouldn't be considered normal.

Now, who wants to offer an explanation before I call for back-up? And you might want to be quick about it -- I like calling for back-up.

[Guess who's been wandering the plane since he woke up after the fight with Ryotarou, trying to find a place where people aren't? Okay, more like staggering, but you get the point.

In any case, after several attempted refuges--each abandoned in turn after someone appeared at a distance--Firo has settled on the old theater. He's sitting with his back to the stage under the projector, his feet against the first row of chairs. Healthy he is not. He's shivering non-stop now, his skin unnaturally hot to the touch, his eyes completely unfocused. There's still a massive slash in his clothing where Ryotarou's sword-thing cut him.]

I can't... I won't... not goin' back... don't want to hurt....

{As promised, Yuuko has found a way to mimic her shop on the Astral Plane! How? Well, that's a secret, you know. The point is, there is now a large, ornate building on the plane (minus the fence), complete with the lush gardens and grounds that Yuuko is so fond of.

The front doors soon open and Yuuko steps outside, smiling cheerfully and brushing her clothes off}

Well~! That worked after all. That means that my shop is open for business for all of you as well.

[Jack appears on the Plane, once again back to his usual immortal self. He looks much better than he did before; though he still looks somewhat tired, he seems a lot more rested now, the bandages are gone, his hands healed, and his clothes look as neat as usual.

He looks around the Plane, sighs, then sticks his hands in his pockets] Is this the part where I apologize for going off the deep-end, or can I just say 'Promise I'm sleeping now' and pretend it never happened?