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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[Oh, look who it is. Not bustling, not running around, not talking. Just quietly there.]

[He's been scarce on the Plane lately, his current situation making him anything but social. As it is, he's here now, staring at the post he has on the Plane, waiting for a promised letter. Feel free to interrupt.]

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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Well, sort of the same. All a little different in our own ways.

What about you? What's your name?

[coiledheart.livejournal.com]

Oh. [HE KEEPS FORGETTING THAT PART. With a bow:] Harakawa Ken'ichi. Mostly people call me Haraken.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Nice to meet you, Haraken. [bows as well] I'm the Doctor.

[coiledheart.livejournal.com]

[ZOMG POLITE FOREIGNER.]

Have you been coming here for a long time?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Well, a few months. Can't complain about the view. And the people are interesting.

You?

[coiledheart.livejournal.com]

Ah... Almost two weeks, I think. [Frown] I've been researching things here.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[piqued interest!]

You, too?

What've you found out?

[coiledheart.livejournal.com]

You've been here longer, so you probably know, but... [He calls up several more screens and starts scrolling through them with a finger.] You can rearrange things at home. Bring things here, and then take them back somewhere completely different, and no one notices. I moved a shrine across the whole city, put it in five different places, and every time people acted like it was supposed to be there.

[He stops at a highlighted note.] And something happened to my friends.