001 § it was supposed to be a quiet one

[gdit-rider.livejournal.com]

[The Plane has probably seen all sorts of loud and extravagant entrances, but not this one. …In fact, veterans may spot one pale and scrawny young boy unfamiliar to these parts pacing around aimlessly without watching where he was going, looking rather distressed while he muttered to himself.]

…But that makes no sense. Even if this was a Reality Marble, for it to be that solid and everlasting is beyond what even the most skilled of magi at the Clock Tower can do. It’s impossible for something this – this… organized to exist and be continuously maintained without me having ever come across a single book depicting a place as such! It’s even more impossible that nothing would have been archived about this place to begin with, if it was really here during all this time!

[And then a white brochure literally falls onto his head. Any onlookers shall hear a yelp of surprise and some interesting flailing, before the boy takes hold of the piece of paper, and frowning, begins to read.

Two seconds later.]

“The Astral Plane, so named for no given reason, acts as a 'meeting point' between multiple universes.”

[He pauses and looks up, fidgeting with the brochure, but still leaving it in perfect condition. He’s wholly pensive, now.] …Ugh, this really sounds like a bad joke, but if anything on this is actually true… Caster has already been defeated, and since I’ve never heard or seen of anything like this back at the Clock Tower, then it would only make sense that this Plane reached out for my world, as opposed to it having been created from mine. [Calming down with that, he buries his nose back into reading.

Two seconds later.]

E-eh? Really? So… It’s that easy to come and go? That’s good… [A sigh of relief.] Provided that what this says is true… At least I don’t have to explain this to Rider, I guess. That’s good. I can still feel him, too. That does prove that we’re still connected to Fuyuki, so it doesn’t seem like there’s any inconsistencies so far… …Yeah. If I can do this on my own, that’s fine. I don’t need that selfish idiot to know about this to complicate things further! [And before he knew it he was shouting at a constant source of headache that wasn’t even there, though he grows quiet and thoughtful again, quick enough. Back to the brochure.

Some unintelligible mutter about ‘Meredith’ and ‘twin’ and ‘this writing is terrible – are they having fun or trying to actually inform newcomers of this place?’ follow, and then –

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Silence.

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Followed by a cry of pure anguish and terror that contained the immeasurable despair of the entire populace of Persepolis upon learning that they lost everything because Alexander the Great got really drunk one night, and you would probably be surprised that such a small kid could have such impressive vocal cords --

W-WHHAAAAAAAAAAAAT? RIDER, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!?!?!??

[The brochure is now on the ground. So is Waver. He looks absolutely horrified. ...Approach?]

Comments

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[gdit-rider.livejournal.com]

Rider and I are partners. Something started, so now we have to finish it together. [...Well not exactly, he could always end his contract and pull out, but despite all that, he still had little to no intention of doing so. What he said, however, was as close to the truth as it ever was that Waver himself would be willing to admit, so that's his story and he's sticking to it.]

[lamb_of_gold]

A situation I understand all to well. He seems a decent enough fellow, at least.

[gdit-rider.livejournal.com]

[Groans.] If you can say 'decent' without implying the least shred of intelligence or common sense. [He's still holding his face.]

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He hasn't caused that much trouble for the people of this place, has he? [You can barely hear him. ...Again he knows he had to ask this but wasn't really sure if he really wanted to know the answer.]

[lamb_of_gold]

He'd need his own sort of brilliance to accomplish what he has accomplished in his life.

Not at all.

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[gdit-rider.livejournal.com]

That's not brilliance, that's just dumb luck paired with his ridiculous charisma!! [Smacking himself on the forehead repeatedly with his palm now. Please don't ask.]

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[gdit-rider.livejournal.com]

[He looks up again at the second part.]

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[gdit-rider.livejournal.com]

[...Sigh. ...He was doing a lot of that, it would seem.]

That's... good. ...Thank you for letting me know.

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[gdit-rider.livejournal.com]

[...

Right. He was so busy flailing that he totally forgot the most basic thing to do here. Hauling himself up, he meekly looks back at the other man and. er.]

My name is Waver, Waver Velvet. May I ask for yours?

[lamb_of_gold]

[Mu seems terribly amused by all this]

Mu. Good to meet you.

[gdit-rider.livejournal.com]

[The boy sulkily scratches the back of his head as he tries to more or less get rid of his initial despair. Also straightening himself- now he looks presentable. Scrawny, but presentable.]

It's nice to meet you too, Mu. [... He looked like he wanted to complain more, but seemed to have held his tongue at the last minute.] Have you spoken to him personally before? ...Rider, that is. [He looks back at Mu, after another brief glance at the brochure.]

[lamb_of_gold]

Oh, once or twice.

[gdit-rider.livejournal.com]

It's nice to meet you too. [He nods.

...]

I'm sorry if I caused you trouble. I'm glad to hear that Rider hasn't offended you personally, but I can't be sure that it's the same for everyone else here. I should probably go find him before he does something bad... [He mutters the last part, more to himself than to Mu.]