[the Master paces, agitated, up and down the plane. for those wondering, why, yes, he's been on it for the past week or so, and has yet to return to his reality]

Well, at least I have an answer to that...

[it is worth noting that the above dialogue is half-muttered. perhaps he is taking up a habit of speaking to himself]

[The Griever is at it again. In his ghostly state, it's nearly impossible to tell that this is Chris due to kids' TV show magic, and so if you don't know it's him, he just looks like some really random blond guy with glowing red eyes.

For the next ten minutes or so, he phases down into the floor... and reappears somewhere completely different on the Plane, with about half the momentum he had when he went down. He tries it from a couple of different angles; dropping down while standing, or phasing while flying. All lead to the same result, however, and eventually he winds up in the Colosseum, floating a foot or so above the ground before he lands. When he speaks, his voice has a slight echo-quality, even at the mumbled volume.]

This doesn't make any sense. Is there even anything under the ground here?

[Juni would be sitting cross legged on the floor and scribbling something in a rather battered old notepad... She's humming a old tune as she does so, it's fairly nice and Juni isn't aware that she's doing it, considering that most of her attention is focused on the notepad] Hm...

[And now she's singing to herself absently] Alas, my love, you do me wrong,
To cast me off discourteously.