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[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

Sam! Guv!

[have an Annie mid-run screeching to an almost halt, looking around herself, confused.]

Wha -

[she stops, looking back from where she came from again]

That was just a shop a minute ago, wasn't it?

[still looking around herself, eyes looking up, then down in confusion]

Doesn't seem to be much of a shop at the moment. Doesn't seem to be much of anything, really.

[turning around herself in a small circle and finally taking a deep breath]

Now just to work out what this is all about. Suppose I coulda slipped and fell back there. Hit my head and now I'm seeing stars [her eyes shift a little, still taking in her surroundings] everywhere. Or maybe I'm still in bed and I never even woke up yet this morning. Drugs maybe? They did bring in those hippies the other night. Really oughta try to keep a better eye on that lot.

Whatever it is, is enough to make you think you lost your mind.

[laughs, rolling her eyes]

And I'm talking to meself now, too. That solves it.

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[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Smiling faintly] Well, if it's any comfort I don't think that you've been taking drugs.

[madamemoiselle]

...

{Shit}

Annie, isn't it?

[didorothy]

...Annie? Haven't we been through this already?

[remare.livejournal.com]

Oh, you haven't lost your mind, Miss.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

Not sure if I should feel relieved or more worried.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

[confused stare]

Yeah. Should I know you?

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

I think I'd remember something like this.

[madamemoiselle]

Well, I guess not right now, since I'm looking like this. I'm Diva, Sam's friend. I wouldn't be offended if you didn't remember me, since we only spoke once or twice.

{Oh, and I killed you, but let's forget that part}

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

That should be a relief then, shouldn't it?

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

You know Sam?

[already as good as forgotten, quite literally]

[remare.livejournal.com]

I would hope so, at least! I was very worried when I first came here too, but it's nice after a while. Especially looking at the stars, since you can see them so clearly here.

[madamemoiselle]

{Nods a bit}

Very well. I met him...My, it must be almost a year ago by now.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

If this isn't just all in me head, then where would here be?

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

A year ago? [Sam knows people from before CID, and they know him, too! Now THAT is surreal.] What, like from Hyde?

[madamemoiselle]

{Tilts her head}

Oh Hyde? That's what he calls 2006, right? But no, we met here. {Thoughtfully} A lot has changed since the first time we met, though, that's for sure.

[didorothy]

But you were here before. Oh, God, I hope you aren't a double. Just what I need: two Annie Cartwrights.

[it's not as mean as it sounds, really. But it's Sam, so it comes out sounding dickish]

[remare.livejournal.com]

{Tour Guide Mode! Kind of, anyways}

Well, it's called the Astral Plane, and it was made by the people that own that shop, from what I understand. The Twins and...Meredith! You can go back home at any time by thinking about it, and time actually kind of stops while you're here.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

I'd know if I were here before.

[yeah, that sounded very dickish, so you're getting a confused and offended look]

Of course. That'd be terrible, sir.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

He's told you about Hyde?

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

So time's just stopped from where I just was right then?

[didorothy]

Just... take my hand, Annie. I want to check something.

[and he holds it out. Is Sam crazy? Yes, Annie, he is]

[madamemoiselle]

It took a while, but he did. I don't remember how it came up, but I do believe him. I didn't at first, but I do now.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

[she would argue, but she looks around herself, and crazy seems sort of relative right now. so have a hand]

All right, Sam.

[remare.livejournal.com]

Yep! You can check yourself. It's pretty convienient, actually!

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

It's madness, Hyde. What makes you so certain it's true?