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Lesson 1
[ Appearing on the astral plane is a young man with an unmistakable look of curiosity about him, his head whipping to and fro as he tries to take in the mind-boggling view yet again from atop his stopped bike. ]
Wooooah...! So it wasn't just a dream after all! It's really here! It's like I stepped right into the cosmos! But... that can't be true, can it? If this was space, I'd be a space-corpse by now! So I guess the "astral plane" isn't exactly the same as outer space, huh? Learned something!
[ He takes a moment to whip out his notebook, scribbling furiously. Mostly it's notes about the situation, though a well-drawn doodle of Meredith herself takes up half of a page... as well as a few guesses as to what her measurements may be beneath the robes; Meredith may or may not be amused to know that his guess is within a centimeter of being spot-on. Satisfied with this progress in his quest for knowledge, he returns his gaze to the stars that surround him, before his gaze shifts down. He nudges at the "ground" with his toe, before getting off of his bike and kneeling on all fours to stare at it. ]
It doesn't even look like there's anything here... but there has to be, 'cause I'm standing on it. Feels kinda damp, though. [ He sniffs the ground once before, without a second thought, licking it. ] ... Tastes and smells metallic, too. Not to mention the way it glows under my feet... like a spotlight, sorta, but shooting up from under me instead.
All of this leads to one ultimate conclusion... That I have no idea what ANY of this means! So, I guess there's no choice but to ask one of these other space-walking citizens. Or would it be "plane-walking citizens"? Interesting!
Wooooah...! So it wasn't just a dream after all! It's really here! It's like I stepped right into the cosmos! But... that can't be true, can it? If this was space, I'd be a space-corpse by now! So I guess the "astral plane" isn't exactly the same as outer space, huh? Learned something!
[ He takes a moment to whip out his notebook, scribbling furiously. Mostly it's notes about the situation, though a well-drawn doodle of Meredith herself takes up half of a page... as well as a few guesses as to what her measurements may be beneath the robes; Meredith may or may not be amused to know that his guess is within a centimeter of being spot-on. Satisfied with this progress in his quest for knowledge, he returns his gaze to the stars that surround him, before his gaze shifts down. He nudges at the "ground" with his toe, before getting off of his bike and kneeling on all fours to stare at it. ]
It doesn't even look like there's anything here... but there has to be, 'cause I'm standing on it. Feels kinda damp, though. [ He sniffs the ground once before, without a second thought, licking it. ] ... Tastes and smells metallic, too. Not to mention the way it glows under my feet... like a spotlight, sorta, but shooting up from under me instead.
All of this leads to one ultimate conclusion... That I have no idea what ANY of this means! So, I guess there's no choice but to ask one of these other space-walking citizens. Or would it be "plane-walking citizens"? Interesting!

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Standard Sefton disclaimer applies. ]
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... Um. Hello!
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... Hey.
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Wow, you're the first person I've met here! Uh, besides Meredith, but she... kind of scares me.
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Yeah. [ A beat. ] You can get home by thinking 'bout going. Time stops while you're here, though.
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W-well, uh, then it's about time someone does, right? How else are you going to learn about something you don't know anything about?
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Well, tasting it wouldn't be my first thought.
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Hou, and "Plane-walking citizens" is far too formal, I would think!
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Oh! Is there a nickname around here? "Planers", maybe?
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So there aren't many real planers then, besides Meredith. That's something to keep in mind!
[ Notebook is out, and he's jotting it down ASAP. It's good to keep a written record, after all. ]
It's going to take a long time to learn everything about this place, I think.
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...
Ah nevermind. Kuhn laughs a little and approaches, smiling.]
You know, "Plane-walkers" is kind of catchy. I think you've got something there.
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[ ... oh right, getting off his hands and knees to stand up straight. ]
Guess time'll tell, right?
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So... what'd it taste like?
((OoC: Sorry for late! school ate me >: you'll... probably hear that excuse from me a lot.))
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[ Scribble scribble scribble, adding that into his notebook
as well as a sketch of Mu]I wonder why that is, though?
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[He'd be a bit flattered if he knew]Meredith would welcome us with a "Welcome to the Machine." I've been coming to this place more than two years now, but the answers seem to constantly elude me.
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[
he'll have to change some of his notes once he realizes this isn't a girl he's speaking to, though.]Even if this is a machine like she said, though... what's it for? Machines are all made for a reason, to perform some kind of task.
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