one ☆ ore... confused!

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[Yuuto alternates between loud and not-so-loud, so pardon him while he gapes a bit as he strolls into the starry-covered Plane. It's the stuff of dreams and nightmares, and considering Yuuto's obsession with stars, it's an exciting dream indeed.] What... what is all of this? Another part of Time?

[He wanders over to the bar, but not to drink anything... only to assert that the barstools and counter are real. Then he realizes something.] There's no doors. How am I supposed to get back? [a pause] Then again, why would I want to? At least for now...

[He turns around, faces the rest of the plane, and calls out.] Anybody there?! ... Momotaros... everyone. I can't feel them...? What the hell is going on?!

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[cyfor.livejournal.com]

You're a flower! [Leeeeaning into chin-scritches]

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

... [Chin scritchies halt.] I'm not a flower. That's just my family name.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Leans on his fingers more. Give scritchings. >| ] You're a family flower?

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

No, I'm not a flower at all. [Fine, have some scritchies.] I'm an astronomer.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

You're a Space Flower! [Congratulations, Yuuto, you have been named.]

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

A Space Flower? You're kidding me.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

You like Starflower better?

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

What's wrong with Yuuto? Or Sakurai?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

I like Starflower better.

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

Starfl-- fine. Whatever. I don't care. [He attacks Cy's ears with scritches in retaliation.]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[And her head is rocked back and forth as she purrs. And then he hits the spark plug. She rockets into the air with a yowl.]

All aboard the desert train, drive on through the field of forget-me-nots!

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[Yuuto yanks his hand back sharply.]

The hell!?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Lands rather unevenly on the counter and topples out of sight with another irate yowl.]

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[Ack. Yuuto leans over the counter.] Hey, are you okay?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[She glares at him from the floor of the bar, where she's once again managed to get tangled in her own legs.]

Don't go crashing bikes into my trees. That's the Conductor's job.

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

... Uhhh... That's not something I do, no. [He hops over the counter and kneels beside Cy.] Are you sure you're alright?