☇ 01 | I got the feeling that something ain't right.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[ Standing there on the Astral Plane is a slightly bewildered young girl. She looks no more than seven years of age and is dressed in tan knee-length shorts, a red turtle-neck top, slippers and a white lab coat tailored to fit her petite size. For a moment she just gazes about the place, trying to take it all in before bringing a hand to her face and massaging the space between her eyes. ]

I am aware of the fact that there are those who are fond of science fiction and the likes, but even this could be considered a bit too much. It isn't like the professor to have such a place within one of the storage supply closets of his home. Not mention I certainly don't see this being a joke on Conan's part either - I don't see how he could possibly accomplish this.

No... this must all just be a dream. Even that too is just slightly irrational. From nightmares to unexplainable inter dimensional closet?

[ There's an unmistakable sigh from the girl that sounds much too like a grown-up. ]

Oh, yes, Haibara, you're slowly beginning to crack. This is what you get for allowing those children to convince you to watch those ridiculous cartoons this morning. A six hour marathon? It could have been better spent on the research.

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[ex_fatalist246]

[someone younger than him! This is a first]

[The kid pulls out a notebook]

This place is called the Astral Plane. Different 'realities,' that is, universes, meet here. 'The Twins' are a pair of porcelain-like beings who draw people here for their own purpose and are said to grant wishes for a price, while Meredith Sault is a generally unknown party who occasionally interferes. She appears to have the same power as the Twins. One returns to one's world without any time having passed in that world; accordingly, no one will notice the absence. Further, it is possible to travel between the Astral Plane and one's world at will by thinking of that world; it's an intuitive action, like walking.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[ The whole time he's talking, Ai is regarding him with a blank expression. But it's still apparent that she is listening to everything he's explaining even if she isn't saying anything at first. ]

[ex_fatalist246]

[he closes his notebook and pockets it]

If there's anything else?

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

I don't suppose you would know just how this is all possible, would you?

[ex_fatalist246]

It's not something anyone I've met knows.

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

You're not imagining anything, I'm afraid.

[You talk very eloquently for one so small. Not that Clef... notices. He looks only about fourteen or so anyway.]

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

So all of this-- [ Motioning the plane around them with her left hand, the other in the pocket of her lab coat. ] --is supposed to be real.

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

Yes. The people you meet here are real, too.

Welcome to the Astral Plane, Miss. Unlike the one you might have heard of, this one doesn't require meditation to achieve. Nor were you brought here of your own volition. I believe the Twins and a woman named Meredith Sault are responsible.

You can return to where you were previously simply by concentrating, and no time will have passed. You might find that fact to your advantage, if you're a researcher.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

I had only heard of something like this when it came to science-fiction stories I had heard of in passing. To think that something such as this is even possible... [ Her expression turns thoughtful then, muttering quietly to herself: ] And if this is true then perhaps it would be best to bring my work here.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[Dino's tutor looked younger than her, so he isn't overly surprised by the way she talks.]

This isn't a dream, unfortunately. This is real.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[ At least she doesn't seem to need to pull on the child-act in this place! ]

So I've been told.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

So you've already gotten the basic run-down about the Astral Plane?

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[ Nods. ] I never thought such a place could actually exist.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Your shoes. They're very pretty.

[Miss Edith, cradled in Drusilla's arms, rather wants them.]

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[ Not even looking down at her feet-- ]

They're only slippers.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Then we can have them?

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

Why would you want them?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

{how about a guy who is seven feet tall? sounds good}

You certainly speak far older than your years, young one! And quiet seriously, I might add.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[ And she's looking up. ... REALLY looking up. ]

This does seem like a serious situation.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Hmm, somewhat, but only when you first arrive! I would call it no more than an oddity or magecraft once you've become accustomed to its charms.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

I think I could get used to this place in time.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

This isn't a dream.

You might still be crazy, though~

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[ Deadpan. ]

I've already been told about how this place functions.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Oh. Spoil all my fun.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

It isn't my fault you were late.