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[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

[A mass of robes appears on the Plane. At first it seems just that— a pile of clothes— but then there are frustrated noises, movements beneath the robes, and a head pops up. The little wizard rights himself and stands up to his full height, which... isn’t that impressive, especially with such voluminous clothes. He looks regal, at least, if not a bit young. Icy discerning eyes take in the surroundings. He smacks his staff once on the starry ground.]

Incredible. This is...

[Now he walks around, marveling at the galaxies whirling around him.]

This is certainly not Cephiro, nor any land I’ve ever visited. It’s almost like I’ve entered a higher state of awareness. But there’s a strange disconnect— No, no, that’s not right. Something isn’t right. I wonder what it could be...

It’s so familiar, and yet I can’t quite place it.

[He inspects a salt shaker like it’s some kind of historical artifact, sniffs it, then sneezes.] ... It’s pepper. [He sets it back down.] While all of this is very intriguing, I do have an appointment to get back to. Tea with a neighboring country. Now where is the way out...?

Comments

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

You just have to think about it.

[lamb_of_gold]

It's rather breathtaking at first, isn't it?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[tea with a neighbouring country? perhaps he's royalty!]

Pardon me, sir. [and Lucy gives him a proper curtsy] Do you need some help? I could show you how to leave, if you'd like.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[watches him from a distance, uncertain about this new person, but he looks so ridiculous in those robes, seriously. she can't help laughing]

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

You can leave by thinking about it.

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

Think about it...?

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

Quite. It reminds me of my home at night.

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

[Close enough. He seems charmed at the manners, though, and bows back.]

That would be wonderful, Miss. I'll come back when I have the time.

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

[He hears mocking laughter. B|]

Excuse me?

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

Thinking about... leaving?

That's an interesting mode of transportation.

[ghostlighter]

[Wow, this kid is... both ridiculously dressed and strangely mature.]

Just think about going back. But you won't miss your appointment, even if you stick around anyway.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

{How about a giant for the tiny not!shota?}

No place called Cephiro, I assure you! It's something quite a bit odder!

[lamb_of_gold]

Mine as well.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

I guess it is. It only lets you leave and come here though.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Oh, you'll always have time, here. Everything back home stops when you come to the Plane. That's what I've been told, at least.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[eek! discovery!]

W-what are you talking about, desu? There's nothing to excuse!

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

Think about it? [He tilts his head slightly.] Time doesn't pass, then?

[ghostlighter]

[He nods.] Basically, yeah. Not while you're here.

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

[... Hello there. You are really fucking tall. Clef looks up at him, but seems patient, since EVERYONE ELSE IN CEPHIRO IS LIKE TEN FEET TALL I'm looking at you, Lantis.]

Is that so?

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

What is this place, exactly? I never thought the first time I traveled to another world, it would be by accident.

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

Really? As you can guess, time is something I'm short of recently.

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

I may be old, but I am not deaf.

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

Where is here, exactly?

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

What kind of place is this?

[ghostlighter]

People call it the Astral Plane. It's like a crossroads for different realities.