realityshifted | first night

{A young man appears on the Plane, and his face is stuffed full of food. The shop was right next to this wonderful smelling food cart, after all. But, once he's stepped onto the Plane, the young man almost chokes on his mouth-full of food, and once he's caught his breath, he pauses, still tapping his chest to make sure he doesn't die from choking or something}

Ah, this is the place from that dream, isn't it? It can't actually be that though...

Unless I'm still dreaming, anyways. But this food is really tasty, so I don't think it's a dream...

{He puts some more in his mouth anyways. Delicious pasty. Until he realizes that something is missing. So he starts checking his pockets, sleeves, and anywhere else a little golem could hide.}

Tim? Timcampy, where did you go?

{He pats himself down, then realizing the golem didn't come with him, his expression falls into one of despair. Or perhaps trauma.}

Oh God, Master is going to kill me... Tim! You can't have disappeared that quickly!

((ooc: As a note, if your character has an abnormal soul or has died on the Plane, Allen will be able to see your soul, and in the latter case, will try to exorcise you. However, it won't actually do anything unless you are a "dark" creature. Then it will probably hurt a lot.))

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Well it's um...It looks like you've died.

Point?

. . .

...What kind of place is this, anyways?

's called the Astral Plane. It's run by some bitch named Meredith and a couple weirdo Twins.

Bigger question here is, who the bloody hell are you?

...Um. I'm Allen Walker, sir. Sorry for the misunderstanding.

{He offers his hand politely}

[yeah, no]

You make a habit of greeting people like that?

What? No, of course not! Akuma are just very dangerous, and they hurt people, so it's my job to make sure that doesn't happen.

Yeah? Well it's my job to put blokes like you behind bars. [and Gene may or may not be reaching for a pair of cuffs]

Wait, wha--

{Allen has awful luck. This is the second time that he's met a police officer with a bad first impression. Sob. He pauses for a moment but holds his wrists up anyways once he realizes what Gene is reaching for}

...I suppose if you really want to, sir. It's my fault, so I can't complain, but I only request that it be brief? Whether you believe me or not, I still have to fight those akuma. Um, at home.

Why not just get the hell back there, then? [he's still gonna cuff you, because it makes him feel better after utterly failing in every way possible with the Master]

{Sigh}

There doesn't appear to be a door, though, is the problem...

[Gene never really thinks he'll ever be the one to show this, so he just rolls his eyes -- WHY ARE YOU SUCH A NUISANCE, ALLEN? -- and drops from the Plane, reappearing a minute or so later with a fresh fag]

Don't need a door there, jumpstart.

{Gene doesn't like Sam Tyler Jr., what a surprise}

...

What do you mean by I don't need a door?

Were you not paying attention or are you just thick? [and Gene's gone again, popping back a minute later] Did you see me use a door, boy-o?

Well yes, I was paying attention, but I don't see how you use that "door".

Just think you wanna go home and you go home. It's that simple.

But how does that even--- {But poof, he's gone. After letting it sink in (and figuring out getting back is the same), he returns, laughing sheepishly}

Uhm, then thank you, sir. But can you get these off, please? I don't really want to explain this to Linali...

[smirks] Don't think so, kiddo. You get to keep 'em. Figure it'll keep you from attacking some other unsuspecting bloke.

{He pauses, then just smiles}

Or perhaps it would keep me from saving lives, and they'll be on your head, sir.

[too bad, Allen, doesn't work]

Nice try, jessie, but no go. I police 'round here, not some scrawny little git like you.

I'm not policing here, sir. I meant at home. I'm trying to be reasonable, but if you don't take them off, then I'll have to break them, sir.

Yeah? I'd like to see you try.

Well, you might like to, but I'd rather not. The metal could be dangerous.

Coward. [but he does at least remove them]

{How nice, Gene!}

Thank you...Ah, I don't think I got your name, sir.

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