[She's sitting on the floor of the kitchen, staring at her hand. There's an abandoned attempt at bento on the counter. Next to Misaki on the ground, a knife, marked by a slip of sparkling black.]

Wh... This isn't... real. [Misaki squeezes her finger; the shallow cut on it oozes a fresh trail of glittering black blood.] Turn red. [She squeezes harder.] Turn red, turn red.



[[Last experiment post~]]

[Somewhere near the forest, Ryotarou appears. In his arms is some sort of wriggling bundle. He sits down near the trees and shifts his grip on the something — it actually looks like some sort of cross between a rat, a cat and a chihuahua, obviously not of earthly origin.]

Shh... Shhh, it's okay. [He pauses to check that no one is in sight, then starts to murmur to the alien... in Cat. He was totally speaking English before, by the way. It's like trying to have a conversation purely using Babelfish, but it's better than nothing.] Like I was saying, when someone says 'Henshin', that's when you change to look like a cat. Then... you won't have to stay with us at Torchwood anymore.

[Juni appears lying on her back and encased in a fairly large, fairly transparent shield, she appears to be staring at the sky] I do wish he wouldn't take me on business and then leave me to do absolutely nothing for hours on end.

[The ground inside the shield is an odd grey colour, the place where Juni is lying is fairly even but all around her it is very rocky and not all that good for ankles and other such things] I mean... There's only so much you can see on a asteroid... Even if it is a demonic asteroid.

[Sighs and covers her face with her hands... Then, muffled...] Well, at least it's some change of scenery I suppose.

[Ikki pops up in the middle of the Plane, looking like he's just gotten the shit beaten out of him. His clothes are torn, and in his hand are the crumpled remnants of the Trophaeum registration papers. He seems okay despite this, though-- no broken bones or anything, and he's still standing. And right now, he's limping toward the bar.]

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuccckkkkk...

[he takes a step forward then backwards then forwards again, looking at the space above him and around him, nearly tripping over his own feet as he tries to take in what he's seeing.]

What is this?  Wha-

[he stops as he notices what's below him as well.  he kneels down, touching and studying the universe below his feet]

That's just brilliant.  That's just absolutely unbelievably brilliant.  The stars, galaxies, nebulas all right at my feet.  It's gorgeous.  Gorgeous and impossible.

[pauses for a moment and then he shoots back up to his feet, spinning around again]

Hello.  Is there anyone there?  Anyone?  Anyone at all?