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[illender.livejournal.com]

[Covenant suddenly appears on the Plane! he's a haggard, grey figure who spends only a moment glancing around before he is seized with fear and leaps for the nearest solid object, which is the pub. he closes his eyes and holds on for dear life, as he has been overwhelmed with vertigo]

Bloody hell...!

[from appearances, he does not seem like he's in the mood for talking. in fact, with how white his knuckles are, he might end up breaking his fingers from his clinging terror before he begins to speak. space is not very good for acrophobes. in fact, his heart is pounding and his head is swimming. he's in the middle of a sort of panic attack, really.

what an illustrious start]



((OOC: :|b Going over his meme might be helpful but I can work without it being filled for a while if certain people are lazy.))

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[illender.livejournal.com]

[Covenant calms down... a bit. enough to let go of the bar]

I have a name.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Congratulations. You and most other folk here. [Mmm, drink.]

[illender.livejournal.com]

[and he starts getting this annoyed, bitter tone] Having fun?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Sigh.] Aniki Forfrysning, this is the Astral Plane, you can get home if you focus on it a bit.

What's your name?

[illender.livejournal.com]

[he crosses his arms] No, I can't.

Thomas Covenant.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Raised eyebrow at his declaration and an offer of her drink. She's not sure what it is, but it tastes like apples and burns like hell on the way down.]