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[crucifixis.livejournal.com]

[A small, dark-haired woman in a long, dark blue velvet cloak appears on the Plane. She is pale, with blood red lipstick and dark makeup around her eyes--eyes that look strikingly unnatural even at first glance. They are a pale, vivid blue, with a kind of radial starburst pattern in the color.]

[She stops, quite suddenly, and looks around before taking another tentative step forward.]

What is this place? I don't remember—

That shop, what was it? Those children...are they the cause of this?

[Another step, and she reaches up to drop the hood of her cloak]

Are my eyes deceiving me? But why would I see the stars? Not darkness, but beauty...is this a dream? No bodies, no surgeons....

A wonderful dream, then.

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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

You know, I thought it was a dream, too. Considering I never dream, that felt like something important.

It wasn't, though. Well, isn't.

[crucifixis.livejournal.com]

Please forgive me, I didn't realize anyone else was here.

[a pause] How can this be real, though? A field of stars? Unless my eyes have failed somehow...

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

No, not your eyes---though those are extremely unusual eyes---it's a dimensional transitive field. An illusion, covering a temporal shift.

You're in another universe.

[crucifixis.livejournal.com]

[...please excuse her for a moment while things shift around in her brain a bit.]

Is this some kind of joke? I really should be getting back.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

No, no joke. Wouldn't be much of a joke, would it? Maybe a practical joke, what with all of the star creations, the drugging it would take to bring you here...do you know why they call it "practical"? Doesn't seem like there's anything practical about it!

[wide grin]

You want to go back now? But you just made it here!

[crucifixis.livejournal.com]

[Ten, you are a strange, funny little man. Thankfully this puts Mag at ease, just a bit (though she flinches a little at the mention of "drugging"). After he's done talking she smiles at him ever so slightly.]

I suppose I did. And this is...another universe, you said?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

An outside universe that connects all sorts of universes. You and I? We might be from completely different universes, timelines, anything.

[crucifixis.livejournal.com]

This is very strange...does any of this have to do with that shop, and those children?