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[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Aah, it's kind of dark in here.

I see some lights - I think - but they're not like the ones in Twilight Town.

Are there other people here? The voices don't sound very familiar.

. . .

How do I get back home?

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[noah-dream.livejournal.com]

Hello~

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Hey!

Do you know what this place is?

[noah-dream.livejournal.com]

I heard someone call this place the "Astral Plane". Not that it matters too much.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

That's a weird name. Doesn't ring any bells.

Oh, uh. I'm Roxas, by the way. And, you are?

[noah-dream.livejournal.com]

It is weird, isn't it? But it's a fitting name.
Rhode Camelot, first Child of Noah. not that you would understand what that means.

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

I've been trying to figure that out. There's not exactly an exit sign.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Hm... This is weird.

[looks around]

Maybe we're supposed to click our heels, or something.

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

Click our heels?

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Oh, it's from a movie, or something.

You close your eyes, click your heels, say "There's no place like home," and when you open your eyes again, you're back at home.

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

So. Too bad it's not that easy. Even if we leave, this place is still here, which is weird.

[lamb_of_gold]

Getting from here to wherever you may call home seems to be as simple as wi--*poof*

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*poof....willing it. Excuse me.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Woah!

. . . So it's that easy?

[mumbles to self] Wow, now I really feel stupid.

[lamb_of_gold]

Yes, it seems it is. *small smile* It took me some time to learn as well - I myself had to be told, so don't feel badly about it.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Ah, so we just come and go as we please?

That's pretty convenient.

Now all I need to know is why I ended up here in the first place.

Did anyone tell you that?

[lamb_of_gold]

I did ask, but got no straight answer. It's rather frustrating.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[frustrated groan] I hate riddles.

[lamb_of_gold]

It's less a riddle and more evading the question in the first place, which I find extremely rude.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Guess it depends on what they're asked then. It makes me want to know what's going on even more.

[lamb_of_gold]

I do believe "Why did you gather us here" is as direct a question as any. I'm not one for asking the roundabout way, however. I suppose it is one of my flaws.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure how to do to that either. It'd be nice to just go back home, and try to forget about what they said.

Did they tell you that you could go home, but you could never leave, too?

[lamb_of_gold]

They did, and they did not elaborate, despite a direct question once again.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Ah, this is annoying!

We-well, we'll have to find out eventually.

[mumbles] I hate having to wait.

[lamb_of_gold]

*smiles at the mumble* As do I, my friend. I've been often told that I was terribly impatient.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

I don't really think it's a bad thing, though. [sigh]

Oh, ah, I'm Roxas.

[lamb_of_gold]

It has it's merits, but it can be terribly annoying sometimes.

My name is Mu. It is a pleasure to meet you, Roxas.

[willofd.livejournal.com]

Hello there! Are you lost too?

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'm not sure where I am!

Do you know what the "astral plane" is?

[willofd.livejournal.com]

Not at all. [Laughs]
So you met the old lady too? She's a bit creepy.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

They said that's what this is, but I still don't really get what it is, or why I'm here. [frowns]

[willofd.livejournal.com]

Me neither. [Laughs] Don't worry, we'll figure out something.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Agh, I wish that lady and those twins would just tell us what's going on...

[willofd.livejournal.com]

I don't like the look of those twins. I think they're up to something!

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

I haven't talked to them, but I talked to that lady with them. None of them seem like they're any help.

[willofd.livejournal.com]

I saw the twins briefly in the shop. By the way, I'm Luffy. Who are you?

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Yeah, they're weird looking.

Luffy? Well, I'm Roxas. Nice to meet you.

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

I don't know. Do you?

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Um, someone told me that all you have to do is will it, and . . . it'll happen. I guess.

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

...Will it?
[he's gone~! and back again.]
Oh....it works. I guess.

I'm Cloud.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

I haven't tried it ye — woah!

Hm... [disappears; reappears.]

Hey, Cloud. I'm Roxas.

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

[Cloud's expression did not change but for a slight head-quirk.]

Mm. Nice to meet you...

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[Roxas knows he'll probably start having fun with this.]

You too!

So, uh . . . have any idea why we're here? Or are we all in the dark?

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

No idea. Guess we're an experiment. Ot maybe we're dreaming...