[The young man that appears on the Plane might seem familiar to some, particularly those who've been around for a few years now. He has dark hair and good cheekbones, and is wearing a pair of dark sunglasses and a snappy suit. For the first few seconds after his arrival he just looks around, obviously confused.]

[Then, slowly, he reaches up and pulls off the glasses. Anyone near enough would be able to see yellow eyes with vertical slits for pupils, much like the eyes of a snake. Right now those eyes are filled with something like recognition.]

Bloody--

I know this. Why do I...?

[Another moment and the eyes close.] The Plane. That's what this is. I--

[A pained expression crosses his face and he lifts one hand to his head, as if stricken with a headache.]

Go- Someone, I need a drink. Where's the bar gone to?

And where's the angel when you need him?