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[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

[Tsukasa does not like this. She has a chain around her ankle and has suddenly appeared on the plane, looking extremely unhappy. She has a moment to try to catch her breath before the chain drags her off towards another person.]

[Dorothy, meanwhile, is over by the kitchen, minding her own business. It's the middle of the night in Kansas, and craving a midnight snack, she'd jumped to the plane to stick her head in the fridge for a while to keep from waking up her aunt and uncle. The chain around her bunny-slippered ankle wasn't as troubling, until it started dragging her off to parts unknown-- and then she saw Tsukasa come flying at her.] Hey!! Look out!!

[Flails and tries to pull away, but the chain seems to leap up at Dorothy and connect with her chain. Tsukasa frowns at it and tries to tug it off of her ankle.]

What the...

[blinking, she shakes her leg a little] Huh. I'm guessing this isn't your fault either, is it?

No. Sorry... I don't know why it attached to my leg or why it did that.

Hm. [bending down, she pokes at the chain] Strange metal. S'pose this is something to do with the Plane, most likely. [noticing who she's attached to] I don't mean to offend, but have we met?

It probably does. And no, I don't think so. I'm Tsukasa.

I'm Dorothy. Nice to meet you!.... Or, well, the circumstances are a little awkward, but it's always nice to meet new people, anyway. That said, this seems to have picked the two of us at random. I wonder why?

I have no idea. But does this place ever do anything for a logical reason?

Good point. [a pause, while she yawns] Don't s'pose you have any ideas as to how to get out of this? I'm s'posed to be sleeping.

I have no idea. I'm supposed to be getting to a class.

Great. Just great! Well, I guess we oughta ask around, then.

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[savagestime.livejournal.com]

It doesn't break. For the record.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[Oh, Master. Dorothy would be THRILLED to see you, if she thought you'd be of any help whatsoever. She knows you too well, though, so you get a mild frown.]

Wonderful. How are we s'posed to get out of this, then? And why us? I've never even met Tsukasa before. This isn't something you've done, is it?

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

Then - yeah, how are we supposed to get out?

[Have a look of B|, Master. Tsukasa is very much not happy.]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Learn a life-lesson about the importance of friendship? Overcome your differences to work together against a greater foe? I don't know; I don't watch that much television. And no, I'm completely innocent of this. Doesn't stop it from being funny.

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

[Ffffft Master have you been watching anime? :| Or Teletubbies again, either or. Tsukasa looks like she wants to learn about the life-lesson of kicking your butt, however that would not be wise right now. :( ]

I don't see a greater foe on the plane right now.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

Ask around? Because, you know, crazy ass metal just goes bondage on two people all the time. I'm sure someone here has a great life experience with it.

[DUMB WOMEN!!]

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

[ B| ] Yeah, well. This seems a little different.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

A little. Did you notice that metal shit moving on its own?

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

No, I was too busy standing around like an idiot - of course I saw it.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

Good observational skills.