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[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

[He gasped. Where was this? Hadn't he been talking to Heiderich just moments ago? His eyes widened in horror, then disbelief, and denial. No. No. No. Why this again? He'd just managed to convince himself that he was settled in Germany now, that Amestris was far behind him, and now...]

What the-- Where the fuck is this?! Is anyone around?!

[He sinks down to his knees, eyes unseeing.]

Not again. Not again. Shouldn't have fucked around with that array. Damned thing worked. In Germany. Alchemic energy in Germany... Shit.

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[madamemoiselle]

{Right behind you!}

Really, you should watch your language. Those kinds of words shouldn't be said in a lady's presence, now should they? ♥

{But she crouches down next to him to look at his face with a small little smile}

Ne, it's not that bad.

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

[He flinches visibly, but looks palpably relieved that he's not alone.]

Wasn't... Wasn't aware that someone else'd be here and. [He bites his lip, looking like he's ready to either sob his lungs out or punch something into splinters.]

Says you. Where the hell is this?

[madamemoiselle]

{She just smiles a bit more, tilting her head curiously}

Well, let's see~ Doctor and that other person called it the Astral Plane. That doesn't mean I know where or what it is, but I do know that it's really beautiful.

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

[He looks listless even as he looks at the vast expanse of stars; in his current miserable and worried state, aesthetics mean nothing at all.]

Sure. Is there a way home? Out of here. I need to get back to Munich. This doesn't look like Munich.

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, you just think yourself home. Just think that you want to go back and you will. Just like if you think that you want to come here, you will. Ne, but you're from Munich?

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

What? That's it? [He doesn't look like he believes Diva at all.] You're kidding me. And no. I'm not from Munich. But I live there, for now.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Blinks at him.] Ah, such a passion~~

Don't worry, poor child. This place is not as bad as you think~ [smiles smiles]

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

['Not as bad'? Edward wants to strangle this person.] ... I'd really rather be home.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

Oh, you silly~ You can go home anytime, you know~~~

[madamemoiselle]

I guess so. I just found this place too, so I don't know very much about it.

{But who cares about that? Munich is much more interesting.} Wow, really? I spent three years in Munich. Not the best three years of my life because of being stuck in those office buildings while Amshel and my other Chevalier dealt with all of that politics, but when I got to go outside, it was such a pretty city. Lucky~

[lamb_of_gold]

There's no need to curse. This is the Astral Plane.

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

[He snorts.] Pretty? Excuse me? You call Munich pretty?

[In his opinion, his hometown of Risembul is a hell of a lot prettier than 1920s Munich could ever look.]

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I've heard. By thinking about it right? [silence for a short while as he struggles to phrase his muddled thoughts into words.]

... I was thinking of returning elsewhere. Think that's possible from here?

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

Yeah? [bitter] Yeah, well. You'd be sick of tired of being dumped around in different places without access to your original home too, if you were me.

[madamemoiselle]

Well, not as pretty as some places I've been. Vietnam was kind of nice, but I was there at a bad time. Russia was too cold...Hm, I think France is my favourite. The area around Bordeaux is really nice. Or, at least when the grapes are growing. Otherwise the hills look dead.

{She considers it for a moment before she laughs slightly}

Ne, but when are you from? Like what year is it at your home? Apparently people here come from...Well, everywhere and anytime!

[lamb_of_gold]

Been on an adventure?

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

[He looks confused at all the different places she's mentioning, with a tiny flicker of recognition only when she speaks of Russia and France.]

... My home. It was 1915 in Amestris. It's 1926 in Munich now. [He would have looked as if he thought she was crazy, but his own experiences have dictated that the existence of several worlds was entirely plausible.]

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

... You could say that. Not one I wanted.

[lamb_of_gold]

I see. If you weren't at home before you arrived here, I do believe you're out of luck for the time being - though we can return to where we came from, I've been completely unable to leave the city that I call home. From what I hear, mine is not an isolated case.

[madamemoiselle]

Amestris I haven't heard of. What country is that in?

{She looks quite pleased when he mentions Munich, though}

Ah, really? Then we could have met sometime. I was in Munich around that time. Ne, with Martin always talking with Mr. Adolf and Josef only visiting when he got called to Munich, it really was boring. Well, maybe I saw you in a crowd sometime. I wouldn't remember something like that, though.

[contract_star]

[Hei is a bit surprised at his reaction.] Are you okay? ...This is the Astral Plane. There are quite a few people here.

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

Welcome to the Twilight Zone~

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes~ [nods nods] Oh~? What a splendid idea, you can always try it~ But if you end up in pieces blame only yourself~

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

... Would you like some water?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[looks over him] There's plenty of people around if you need conversation.