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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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[crucifixis.livejournal.com]

That... [Well, it seems a trifle redundant to ask him how that works again, when he doesn't appear to know. So she'll just give it a try.]

[Mag disappears, only to reappear a moment later looking shocked.]

How...this is impossible!

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

I was pretty shocked too. But I like it here. Time doesn't pass at home, so its nice to come and rest here sometimes.

[crucifixis.livejournal.com]

Time doesn't pass?

...I'm sorry, I suppose I'm a little overwhelmed. I should have introduced myself—I am known as Blind Mag.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Nope.

It's alright. Most people are. I'm Isaac. It's nice to meet you.

[crucifixis.livejournal.com]

It's a pleasure to meet you then, Isaac.

Are there many people here?

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

I guess there are, but I haven't been able to keep count.

[crucifixis.livejournal.com]

I suppose I shall have to see for myself then, won't I?

Thank you for your help, Isaac.