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realityshifted2011-05-18 01:29 pm
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[There's a bit of an awkward stumble to Lloyd's steps once his surroundings shift, from the shop and the forest around it to the sudden expanse of stars that he had seen earlier. He had no idea what brought him back to the shop, but here he was, and... now he wasn't sure what he was supposed to do. What was there to do in seemingly endless space?
Eventually, he notices the information kiosk, and he spends quite some time just staring. Because really, a kiosk in space? Curiosity makes Lloyd go near it. His dislike of basic tl;dr, though, makes him pick the paper version of Nathan's guide to space with a promise to read it later, after looking at the other option and realizing he had no idea what "pretentious" meant.
With the brochure in hand, Lloyd looks up at the sign for a moment, then the paper, then down at the starry horizon below his feet. He seems to be lost in thought, as if deciding if he should stay here or not. He's got class, after all...
Eh. He could stay here a little longer, and his teacher will surely believe him. ... Probably. Hiding a shiver over the thought of her not doing so, he lays his palms against the desk of the kiosk and lifts himself up a little, trying to see past it and out through the plane.]
Hey! Is anyone else out there? Anyone? [Because it sure would be nice if he wasn't the only one who was late for school thanks to being distracted by being sucked into space.]
Eventually, he notices the information kiosk, and he spends quite some time just staring. Because really, a kiosk in space? Curiosity makes Lloyd go near it. His dislike of basic tl;dr, though, makes him pick the paper version of Nathan's guide to space with a promise to read it later, after looking at the other option and realizing he had no idea what "pretentious" meant.
With the brochure in hand, Lloyd looks up at the sign for a moment, then the paper, then down at the starry horizon below his feet. He seems to be lost in thought, as if deciding if he should stay here or not. He's got class, after all...
Eh. He could stay here a little longer, and his teacher will surely believe him. ... Probably. Hiding a shiver over the thought of her not doing so, he lays his palms against the desk of the kiosk and lifts himself up a little, trying to see past it and out through the plane.]
Hey! Is anyone else out there? Anyone? [Because it sure would be nice if he wasn't the only one who was late for school thanks to being distracted by being sucked into space.]

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L... Lloyd?! What are you doing here?
[The question is asked without much aggression, just surprise. Of course no one comes here on purpose, but-- but Marta is here too. Marta is more important than everything and if they lose a core because of this place... Getting it back will be hard.]
OH SHI-
So, he pushes himself off of the kiosk and faces the boy, looking none too impressed.]
And who're you to ask?
B)
What do you mean, who--
[... Wait.]
I-I'm Emil.
You really don't remember? [I SORT OF TRIED TO KILL YOU A COUPLE TIMES.]
B(
[Let him think. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmnope. No recognition there, nor does he look any more impressed. He shrugs his shoulders and shuts his eyes, as if he just does not care.]
I don't know who told you who I am, but they obviously didn't tell me about you, either.
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How can he stay angry at someone who has no fucking idea what's going on?]
... [muttering] I guess it happened again. [He lets out a sigh, shoulders slumping forward.] I really hate this place sometimes.
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Except Kratos won't flip, but you know. Whatever.
Yes.
Kratos doing a flip would be pretty awesome though.
Lloyd nearly falls off of his perch as he whirls around to see who spoke out of nowhere, and-
Properly does fall, when he sees the shape of his body surrounded by stars. Something... Something stirred in him. It was a very strong sense of déjà vu, as if he's seen... something like that before. That shape surrounded by stars...]
... Hey. Hey! [That guy's not paying attention to him, so Lloyd feels he has to get it back. He even strides forward, ignoring the fact that he was stepping so carefully along the unseen floor just a moment ago.
Where has he...]
57. Kratos Aurion doesn't do splits. The earth splits for him.
I'm not hard of hearing. What do you want?
Kratos Aurion doesn't do push-ups. He's actually pushing the earth down.
[That's what he was saying, anyway, until the statement really hits him.
... Yeah, there's no way this jerk is familiar to him. He abruptly stops as that little spell he was under breaks, and he stares for a second, wide eyed, before he relaxes himself, frowns, and raises his arms in a shrug.]
Hey, you're the one who answered me. You can't just ignore someone after that!
Kratos Aurion won Meltokio Idol using only sign language.
Kratos Aurion can speak Angelic in three languages.
Kratos Aurion once divided by zero and made the two worlds.
When Abyssion goes to sleep every night, he checks his closet for Kratos Aurion.
Kratos Aurion doesn't shave. He scares his hair into submission. Everything that resists falls out.
Kratos Aurion can do a wheelie on a rheaird.
Kratos Aurion once missed a sword swing and wiped out the dragons. He vowed never to miss again.
Kratos Aurion doesn't stub his toes. He accidentally destroys chairs, bedframes and sidewalks.
LMFAO ok i'm done
The sad thing is that I can see a lot of that happening
yeeeeeeeeeeeeep
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He crosses his arms, frowns and purses his lips, as if that didn't scare him at all.]
I... I knew that. But it looks like you heard me anyway.
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[In a mirror universe, he can be immediately helpful.]
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Lloyd lifts a hand to rub the back of his neck as he glances off to the side to think.]
What... is this place, anyway? I haven't looked at that guide thing yet. [In fact, it's still sitting on the kiosk, just waiting to be forgotten.]
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Lloyd?!? Wha-.... What are you doing here?! How did you-...?!
[Maaaaybe she should hide somewhere. You know. With the Cores and all. Uh...]
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... Nope. So how does she know him? He frowns and puts one hand on his hip; he looks pretty relaxed, but he's always prepared to spring just in case she decides to attack him.]
Since when did I give you my name?
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Apparently, it's some human kid dressed in red, who doesn't look familiar at all. Yet.]
Are you new to the Plane?
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Yeah, I guess so... But I thought it was called the Machine?
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[He takes another look around the Plane - definitely a good name.]
So how'd we get here? I didn't read that thing yet, so... [And he probably won't, considering how he's not even gesturing to it.]
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There's quite a few people here.
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There are? Wow... So how'd everyone get here?
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Some of us have resided here longer than others, but most come in the same way. The way you more than likely arrived.
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