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[cabbage-sale.livejournal.com]

Geez, first he yells at me, then he sends me out to fetch his coffee. I swear, one of these days--

[It’s a new face, and he’s looking shocked as he realizes there’s been a change in scenery. His gaze darts around before he finally looks down at his feet and notices he’s not standing on anything, and that sense of vertigo hits.] Gah! [He stumbles backwards, trying to get his feet on something solid, but only managing to lose his balance and fall hard on his ass.] Ow!

...That was lame. [He grimaces, and puts out a hand to experimentally push himself up. He’s not free-falling, at least.] The hell is this, anyway? Dojima-san is going to kill me if I don’t get back to the station soon. I already wasted time by taking a peek at that new place in the shopping district. Did I get stuck on that weird TV program or something?

Heh...I guess if it is, they’ve got decent taste. Count the beach set-up and it’s already better than that backwater town. [He sighs and shrugs.] Guess I better start looking for a way out. Man, talk about a pain.

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[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Sounds like my boss. Except he doesn't yell most of the time. Just demands coffee.

[remare.livejournal.com]

Oh, well, the way out is very easy, Sir!

[whitestlotus.livejournal.com]

It's an astral plane. And the stars under your feet are pretty disconcerting at first, but trust me, you'll get used to it.

[collareddog.livejournal.com]

It isn't a TV program, Signore. You just have to think about it if you want to go home.

[cabbage-sale.livejournal.com]

[He stares for a moment, not too sure whether to be surprised that there are other people around.]

You too, huh? Well, he doesn't yell too much. Sort of. It's just kind of how he is.

[cabbage-sale.livejournal.com]

So there is a way out. Where is it?

[remare.livejournal.com]

Well, it's not really a place. You just think about it!

[cabbage-sale.livejournal.com]

You got the disconcerting thing right. How'd this place get here? Even better, how'd I get here?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

It's just how most bosses are, I think. Mine's actually not too bad, all things considered.

[cabbage-sale.livejournal.com]

'Signore'? Where are you from? And what do you mean, I have to think about it?

[whitestlotus.livejournal.com]

You were brought here by the Twins for an experiment. All of us were, apparently. I don't know what this place is or where it came from, though.

[cabbage-sale.livejournal.com]

You're probably right. He's better than my last boss, definitely.

Oh, right. Name's Adachi.

[cabbage-sale.livejournal.com]

You just...what? That doesn't really make much sense, you know.

[remare.livejournal.com]

...I guess it doesn't. I couldn't tell you why that is, though. That's just how this place is!

[cabbage-sale.livejournal.com]

What!? Experiment? You're, uh...kidding, right?

[ghostlighter]

[Watches this whole thing, especially the part when Adachi falls over for no good reason.]

... Nice one.

[cabbage-sale.livejournal.com]

Right. [He sighs.] Okay, so...what exactly do I think about? Home, or just being anywhere but here?

[remare.livejournal.com]

Oh, I usually just think of home.

[cabbage-sale.livejournal.com]

[Which earns him a glare.]

It was an accident.

[ghostlighter]

Uh-huh.

This is the Astral Plane, by the way. You go home by thinking about it, and come back the same way.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Well, that's something at least.

Ianto. Ianto Jones.

[cabbage-sale.livejournal.com]

[Didn't expect him to be so helpful after that first impression. Adachi blinks.]

Uh...right, thanks. I'm not gonna get back to find that everything caught on fire or something, am I?

[collareddog.livejournal.com]

Italy. You just have to think about wanting to go back home, I think.

[ghostlighter]

[If it's one thing Chris understands, it's bad first impressions. And second impressions. ... and third impressi—you know what? He gets it.]

Uh, no. Time pauses in your reality while you're here.

[whitestlotus.livejournal.com]

Afraid not.