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[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

[When he appears on the plane, he's still in his suit and had been about to go change. He'd just come back in time to put his children to bed, relieving Miles of his duties.]

Hello? James? Phillipa? Miles?

[Cobb, however, was greeted with silence and a part of him felt a bit of panic start to slide in. It had him reaching into his pocket and pulling out the spinning top, it was time to see if this was real or not. So taking the top, he spins it and watches it spin. Spin and spin and spin until it stops and topples over. Once it's done that he scoops it back up and shoves it into his pocket.]

This isn't funny! Whatever game this is, it isn't funny and you better hope I don't find you. Because if I do... Oh, trust me you'll regret it.

[He has no clue who he's actually hollering at, but he doesn't like it. The feel of this place... the way it looks... That's when he notices the building and heads inside.]

Can somebody...

[Empty... the place was completely and totally empty]

Who's idea was this? I want an answer and I want it now.

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[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

Dom?

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

[The moment he hears his name coming from a female speaker, his brows crease in confusion. That voice didn't belong to Ariadne, he knows her voice. This is one he doesn't recognize, not at all. Then again once he actually spots the woman, he's noticed that he doesn't know her either. Which makes him wonder how she knows him.]

Who wants to know?

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

Nobody important. It's not as if we've worked together for several years now.

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

[He shoves his left hand into his pocket, wrapping it around the top within.]

No offense but I've never worked with you. I remember everyone that I've ever worked with, you're not one of them.

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

I'd be more insulted if I weren't entertaining the idea this is all the product of an overheated brain.

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

Why don't you tell me who you are and we'll go from there. [It seemed like the most logical course of action.]

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

Arthur.

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

[Right...] Now explain to me how you know me [There's a slight pause as he watches her before he speaks again.] There's only one Arthur I've ever worked with and he sure as hell isn't a girl.

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

I'm very happy for him.

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

[If looks could bore into a soul, the one he's giving her probably could. He's noticed the trench and what it is.] I doubt you are, that still doesn't explain anything.

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

What the hell am I supposed to explain?

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

It doesn't explain how the hell you know me. [He needs more to go off of, something only himself and Arthur would know.]

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

I'm your damn Point.

Backtag okay?

[oliverplus]

[holds up his hands] Whoa, calm down. You're on the Astral Plane, that's all.

Backtags are always okay in my book

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

[narrows his eyes] Explain that one to me.

Yay!

[oliverplus]

I'm not sure exactly how it works, but you dreamt about this place, right? Now, if you think about it, you come here.

*grins*

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

I would never dream up a place like this.

[oliverplus]

[blinks. honestly, he was so much better at this before the amnesia] You mean you haven't seen it before?

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

[those arms get crossed over his chest, eyes narrowing a bit more] I've never seen this place before in my life.

[oliverplus]

Oh. [frowns] I thought people dreamt about it before they came here.

Well, in any case, you're here! Welcome to the Astral Plane.

Oh, and if you're wanting to go home, you just have to think about that, too.

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

I'm not so sure that a welcome is in order when something takes you away from the importance of your life.

[watches the other man before him]

Interesting concept.

[oliverplus]

Oh, don't worry about that! Time doesn't pass at home while you're here. And like I said, you can go back any time. Give it a go, if you like.

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

The whole 'time doesn't pass' bit, that's not something I'm liable to believe. Time passes everywhere you go.

[oliverplus]

Like I said, I don't really know how this place works, but I'm pretty sure it's at least outside of the normal flow of time.

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

Just because something is outside the normal flow of time doesn't mean that time doesn't pass.