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realityshifted2010-06-01 06:00 pm
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[And just like that, someone pops up onto the plane, whistling away. Rather, he was whistling. He's not anymore. No, see, winding up in a completely nonsensical place instead of the inside of a shop will usually kill any tune you've got]
Well...this is a first. [He takes a quick look at his rear and, yup. The street just isn't there anymore.] I hope this isn't supposed to mean I've gone off my nut now. Oh blimey, now that would be a right mess, wouldn't it? Have a hard time explaining this one, I would indeed.
[He reaches into his trench coat and pulls out his glasses, putting them on and taking a good sweep of the place. He spots the flyers and, going back to whistling, walks over and picks one out. He gives it a good few reads, even chuckling a little]
Right, that's quite enough of that I think. [He pockets the flyer and starts walking off to find someone] Let's have ourselves a gander and see if we can't get a logical explanation for all this.
Well...this is a first. [He takes a quick look at his rear and, yup. The street just isn't there anymore.] I hope this isn't supposed to mean I've gone off my nut now. Oh blimey, now that would be a right mess, wouldn't it? Have a hard time explaining this one, I would indeed.
[He reaches into his trench coat and pulls out his glasses, putting them on and taking a good sweep of the place. He spots the flyers and, going back to whistling, walks over and picks one out. He gives it a good few reads, even chuckling a little]
Right, that's quite enough of that I think. [He pockets the flyer and starts walking off to find someone] Let's have ourselves a gander and see if we can't get a logical explanation for all this.
