[Since Ikki and Agito are too busy bleeding, Romeo made it to the race's finish line first without much effort! Still, he's quite proud of this, because it was all part of his scenario! And boy, does he love it when a scenario comes together. He throws his fists up in the air.]

YATTA!!!

[Now, the formalities and necessary monologue~]

This is now Team Bacchus' territory! I, Romeo, am now your lord, master, KING! [Places his hand on his heart, ah, he loves the sound of his own voice~] Don't worry, I don't expect you all to bow down to me now, you can all even keep on living here freely! But simply remember that the Dark Drama Club is now the ruler of this place~ Show respect where respect is due! [AKA, don't go laughing at us any longer.]

And if anyone has any problems with this? TOO BAD! AhahahaAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Ahem. No, feel free to discuss, I'm a fair man~ [Only not really]

Welcome. TO A NEW ERA! The era of drama and theater, where princes become kings!!!

[Now watch him sing.]

[Is on the plane, eating a sandwich. And she has a glass of juice. Mmmm, juice. Anyhoo, she's a little angry at Sam, because he missed their lunch. :\ Which is code for "work sucks when you're the only woman in the office and everyone else there is a sexist pig, Gene is a little nuts, and WTF reality mergers with CHEETAHS, and Sam missing lunch just kind of frustrated her."]

The lunch plans fell through, I guess. Oh, well. [Eats the sandwich. It makes her happy, okay?]

Twelve hours, eighteen minutes, twelve seconds.

[disappears and reappears again]

Thirty-five minutes, twenty-one seconds.

[disappears and reappears again]

Six hours, fifteen minutes, eight seconds.

[frowns]

Time should not be this fluid, this in flux. It is unnatural. It ... hurts. What has happened to make it so?

[Jack appears on the Plane mid step, his focus currently on the file in his hand. He seems too engrossed to actually notice the change in surroundings, and it's a minute or two before he finally stops and speaks up] Hey Gwen, I'm going to need you to- [This is not the Hub, this is the Plane. Jack is severely annoyed by this. He shuts the file with a snap] First the sky, then the time flux, and now this?

I'm starting to think talking to the Twins might be worth the risk.

[Cy is normal-Cy again, but looking decidedly grumpy about something. She paces back and forth, making little unhappy rumbles. At each stumbling turn, there's a burst of jewel-colored birds, glowing moths, electric butterflies, sparks. She glares around at the plane in general.]

I can talk, I can talk, I can talk I can talk I can talk!