First Seal

[everdistant_utopia]

[The young woman who suddenly manifests on the Astral Plane appears to be a tiny, delicate girl no older than 15 years of age, with pale blonde hair swept up into a braided bun at the back of her head and fastened with a blue ribbon. Yet, the silver armour etched with blue markings declare that this little girl is, in fact, a warrior. Her sea-green eyes flash in a mix of righteous anger and unbending determination. She is clearly in the middle of a heated battle, and her words are all but a roar.]

Archer! You dare continue to mock me, even now?

[The girl stops the instant she realises that her opponent is no longer there. Her previously angered expression calms, morphing into one of puzzlement as she casts her glance around at her new settings. But it is then replaced with a frown, and her voice is laced with a note of frosty disdain.]

If this is some manner of joke, Archer, it is not in the least bit amusing. I have had quite enough of your games.

[She pauses, an armoured hand lifting to her chin in a gesture of thought.]

However, this place...it does not appear to be a Reality Marble. I cannot feel the flow of prana. Master...

[Another pause, and her face becomes deceptively calm as she continues to cooly observe her new surroundings.]

Has my connection to him been severed? If that is indeed the case, how is it possible that I exist, still? Such bonds cannot be severed lightly. Is this within the realm of Gaia? Or is it possible that this is a part of the Holy Grail?

Comments

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[... Somebody needs to put up a sign for the newcomers. Sigh. Haseo walks over to give the (previously roaring) newcomer the rundown anyway.]

If you're worried about getting home, you can just think your way back.

[everdistant_utopia]

[And the armour over her face slams down into her customary poker face.]

I..see.

Where is this place, precisely?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Hell if I know. Everyone calls it the Astral Plane, though.

[everdistant_utopia]

[A slight lift of her eyebrow...now that's a somewhat familiar term]

While I suspect this is not what is called Akasha, if it is another plane of existence, perhaps it is a realm within it.

[A pause, narrowing down some possibilities]

You would not happen to be a spirit of any sort?

[collector]

I really should get around to asking Broderick for those brochures...

[Apparently undisturbed by the dissonance between Saber's appearance and attitude, Braxiatel offers her a pleasant, unruffled smile.]

You'll find this has nothing to do with your world. The principles might be similar, but it comes from a bit beyond all that.

[everdistant_utopia]

[In sharp contrast to her earlier battle rage, the impassive expression that she wears like armour settles over her features.]

Where is this place, precisely?

[collector]

It's, hm, extra-dimensional, perhaps is the easiest phrase. This place - called the Astral Plane for whatever reason - is essentially its own universe, though not a self-contained one. I couldn't tell you if the place is artificially created or not.

[polarization]

[ Connection to who? Sefton has no idea, but maybe this would explain it. ] Time stops while you're here.

[everdistant_utopia]

[She immediately reverts to her customary calm expression. Though she takes note of her company, the first order of business is to find out where she is.]

Where is 'here', incidentally?

[polarization]

It's called the Plane.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

{Cue giant, stupid grin}

Yo, Saber! I was wondering when you might show up in this place as well!

[everdistant_utopia]

[She blinks a few times in surprise: the last she'd seen of Rider, he was getting flattened by Gil...only barely.]

Rider...I would assume then, that this is the Throne of Heroes, however unlikely the prospect is.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Haha, not quite! It would seem like it, but this is something else entirely. I cannot be sure what, exactly, but it is outside the realm of the War, so we are free to do as we wish here!

[heartscastaside.livejournal.com]

...Ufufu, what a surprise to find you here as well, Saber.

[everdistant_utopia]

[Confusion flickers through her eyes for a brief moment before her face shifts back into neutral. The change in setting will have to wait as the alarm bells went off at being identified...at least by class-name.]

How is it that you know my designation?

[heartscastaside.livejournal.com]

{That surprises Caster, but it's interesting enough. She's more than ready to disappear to Braxiatel's Collection at a moment's notice, but she'll see how much she can learn first}

How is it that you do not know mine? You must be subject to the odder properties of this place.

[lamb_of_gold]

I'd say it's not within the realm of which you speak. The Astral Plain exists outside of what would be called 'reality'. You may return home with a thought. I think you'll find everything in order upon return.

[everdistant_utopia]

If by that you mean my supposition that this plane exists within Akasha, it likewise does not exist within concepts such as 'reality', or even 'time'. Similarly, many realms within it do not.

However, this likewise does not appear to be any manner of realm. It might very well be what the magi call Akasha.

[lamb_of_gold]

Akasha is not a word I've heard in relation to this place.

[destinedking.livejournal.com]

[he knows the signs of someone in the midst of a heated battle when he sees it. Also, maybe there is something oddly familiar about this girl, although he's not sure what]

I guarantee you this is not a joke of any sort, despite how ridiculous it all might be. Rest assured though, whatever battle you were waging is still waiting for you when you return home.

[everdistant_utopia]

[Her eyes flicker in surprise before she reasserts her impassive mask.]

No...it does not appear to be under the dominion of...

[She reconsiders, then shakes her head slightly.]

That is not important, at the moment. What manner of place is this?

[destinedking.livejournal.com]

[He hesitates as if ready to deliver some very important information]

I am afraid...not even I am completely sure. All I can say is that this place is completely mad and does not seem to make any logical sense. They even go so far as to claim ignorance as far as kingdoms or factions are concerned.

I have been told that people come here from different times and places, and although I have seen the proof with my own eyes I still find myself doubting.

Apologies for the TL;DR

[horriblyevil.livejournal.com]

[Billy has had several days to himself to mull over his first trip to the Plane. His first experience with an alternate dimension wasn't exactly what he wanted, but it was enough to tell him that a lot of use could come out of controlling the intersection of several parallel worlds. So for several days, he holed himself up in his labs, furiously jotting down complicated nuclear equations as they come to him, designing new gadgets that he could use to aid in his eventual conquest of the Plane, and dreaming up the next Evil Heist he would need to commit in order to obtain the right materials for his criminally ingenious inventions.

But, of course, this was one of those times when he was working away in his lab and jotting scribbles down on his white board that his surroundings literally melted away into nothing, and he was left standing dumbly with a red dry-erase marker in his hand, poised to keep on writing. And he realized, very quickly, that he was not alone.

Billy makes a very awkward, strangled, inarticulate sound when he comes face to face with a feisty young blonde girl. He comes inches away from scribbling the half-life of wonderflonium across Saber's forehead.]

Uh--..

[He fumbles with replacing the cap on his marker. This Plane-shifting stuff was going to take a lot of getting used to, and he casts a glance down at himself to make certain that he'd changed out of his Dr. Horrible gear. Billy gives a weak little wave. He meant to say 'Hi,' but-- part of...???]

Don't think I--... What???

I feed off TL;DR /cracks knuckles

[everdistant_utopia]

[Her irate expression was quickly replaced by one of surprise, and green eyes stared in confusion at Billy for a moment before the aloof mask she wore like armour came down over her face. She likewise straightened from her battle stance, though that only brought her to an unimpressive height of five feet. Only her serious, impassive face suggested she was not a little girl.

After a brief glance at her surroundings, Saber turned her attention back to Billy, her tone polite yet distant.]

This place...I would assume it to be a spiritual plane, yet it seems somehow corporeal. Might you know its name?

Excelleeeeent.

[horriblyevil.livejournal.com]

It's got to do with the mathematical and physical intersection of the space-time continuum into one dimensional universe.

[Oof, awkward and forceful. Bring it back! He backpedals a little bit, blinking.]

Like a crossroads. Of parallel universes.

... No, I don't know its name.