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Chloe Saunders 001

Th-this… c-can’t be happening… [Chloe stumbles slightly, eyes wide as she stares up at the stars above her head—the surrounding area of the plane that looks as though it should be something out of a sci-fi movie. First the nightmare—which she was used to, though not to this caliber—then the shop keeper, that Sault woman, finding herself here. Her throat constricted.]

D-Derek?! [If he was anywhere nearby, he’d hear her, right?] Simon? Tori? A-Aunt Lauren?

Oh, no. No, no, no. [Panic seized in her chest. Her stomach twisted into knots. She would not panic. This had to be the St. Cloud Cabal’s doing: Sorcerer magic. She wouldn’t let them get to her.]

Okay, you found me. [She didn’t stutter. Good.] .] I know who you are, so you don’t need to pull this. The bad guys always go for the seemingly helpless girl, right? Where are the others? Where is my Aunt Lauren? Wh-where are Simon and Derek and Tori?

[Then she remembered. Derek. Werewolf. Expendable. She might be expendable.] I-I promise to c-cooperate so long as you don’t harm any of the others! [Did that sound too desperate? She didn’t care. If this was as bad as she assumed it was, she wasn’t taking any chances on the safety of her friends and family.

[She took a step forward. Then another. ‘Welcome to The Machine?’ What was this, more experimentation? She shuddered, lungs seizing in her chest.]

You can’t do this… [The words were whispered, horror in her tone. Then a fist clenched, and she glared at the general landscape. They wouldn’t win. They could never win. Alright, she was captured. Now it looked like she needed to find the others—and get answers. With a stride full of purpose, she stepped forward, anger lashing her tone as she warned whoever was behind this.]

You picked the wrong heroine to mess with, Sorcerer. [Damned if the others weren’t looking for her right now.]

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[Cally is watching with interest and some sympathy. Poor girl, so obviously scared. She can at least be bouncy at her, right?]

[...The possum on her shoulder might help with that, yep.]

Hallo, gal! Ya new here?

[A small squeak gets caught in Chloe's throat as she jumps at the voice and spins to find its originator.]

N-new...here? Wh-where's here, exactly?

[Yep. She was new all right.]

[Awww, is Cally's general reaction to that. She's already feeling well disposed to this one.]

The Plane, it's sort of... Well, odd. If I'm gonna be honest with you [And scratch her possum for a while, it's even better than scratching her head!] You can totally get home, though, if you're all worried about that!

[Have a mage that is amused at her reaction. But Firesong isn't totally heartless and he will eventually speak up.] You can calm down some you know. I doubt your friends are in any danger.

[Aziraphale's drawn in by the obvious fear and determination in the girl's voice. This is clearly her first time here, poor dear.

He approaches her cautiously, not wishing to alarm her any more than she already is.]

I can assure you, no one is looking to harm your friends. Although I must tell you, whoever you may think is behind this, it's very unlikely to be the case.

[Chloe notes the possum with interest, somewhat startled she hadn't seemed to notice it before in her panic. Still, a part of her calms knowing this person was friendly with animals. Well... possums.]

I can get home?! [The words came out in a rush. Chloe's expression was so relieved and thrilled--she almost wanted to hug the girl simply for that piece of knowledge.]

Great. Where is here, though? Is this some kind of supernatural store, then? [It had to be, right? To exist where it never before existed? For this place to look as it does now? This young woman seemed to act like the Plane was natural to her--and nothing looked that natural to Chloe.]

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[Chloe jumps slightly at the voice, turning to the one who approached her with a deer in headlights expression for a moment before she gathered her senses and attempted to hide her fear. Still--he mentioned her friends, and Chloe needed answers.]

You know where they are? [Her tone was one of relief, though it quickly turned to suspicion.] Who are you, and what is this place? How do you know they aren't in any danger?

[They were always in danger.]

[Chloe stifled a yelp as her body jumped at the sudden voice. She turned, regarding the man somewhat suspiciously as he nears her. Still, she wanted answers, and if this was how she was going to get them...]

How can you be so sure?

[She's baiting him. She'll question him until he slips--then she'll know for certain whether she should trust his word or not.]

[He doesn't exactly blame her for the suspicion.] I imagine your friends are right where you left them. If you desire you can go back and check yourself. [He waves his hand to indicate the are around them] All this is the Astral Plane, and I am Firesong. Before you ask, I don't really have anything to do with this. Even my magic can't create something as immense as this. I was brought here in the same way you were.

[Oh, dear. That hadn't gone exactly as planned. He offers her a slightly apologetic smile when she turns towards him after jumping.]

That no one is looking to harm your friends, or that the person behind this isn't likely to be the one you think it is?

I can't be certain of the first, of course, particularly if your friends are back in your world and not here, but I can say that the nature of this place doesn't seem to be particularly malicious. Er. Not intentionally malicious.

As to the second, those responsible for this are almost certainly not of your world. But not to worry. I made the same mistake myself when I first arrived.

[She stares. She can't help it. She might not have believed any of his words were remotely possible had her life not changed so drastically in the past year.]

Go back and check? [Her words were hesitant. Could it really be that simple? She stared at the man again--at his odd dress and his stunning length of hair, wondering about his person before his words processed.]

M-magic?

[Suddenly her heart leaped to her throat, and she started to ever so slowly edge away, brows lowering in accusation and slight fear.] S-so you're a sorcerer, then! A-are you from a Cable? Did some other sorcerer bring me here?

[Suddenly her eyes were darting away, looking for a place to run.]

[Possums are lovely, Cally adores the possums]

Yep! [And is beaming anyway!] You just have to start walkin' and think about home, and then you can pop between both of 'em as quickly as anythin', really.

...Well, it's sorta a place between realities.

[Okay, so maybe word games and mind tricks wouldn't work with this guy. He was confusing her already.]

Both. [Her eyes narrowed in concentration as he spoke, already answering both of her questions.]

Not intentionally malicious? Those responsible? Who is responsible?

[Then she mentally backtracked, face going remarkably pale as she breathes her next words in a shocked whisper.] Wh-what do you mean 'my world.'

[This stumped Chloe, and her elation dwindled slightly. Surly it couldn't be that easy? And what if she got it all wrong, and ended up elsewhere?] I can come back here? [Why would she want to do that? Then she paused, considering.] Would I be able to bring others with me?

Between... [Both Chloe's eyebrows raise at that, and slowly she shakes her head.] What do you mean, realities?

Ah.

[That first question is a bit difficult to answer. Though there are, of course, several front people Aziraphale could mention, no one seems to know exactly who is responsible. The second question, however, is quite a bit easier, and Aziraphale latches onto it.]

This, dear girl, is the Astral Plane. It's something of a meeting point between realities. There's people from all sorts of different universes here that function very differently; it's quite fascinating, really.

[But he's sure that's the least of her concerns at the moment, so he refrains from expanding on that.]

The good news, however, is that you're by no means trapped here. You may return to your own world at any time.

Astral Plane? [Yep. Definitely sounded like something from a sci-fi. She could picture the trailer already.]

So is this some kind of worm hole, or loop in realities? [It was all so mind-boggling. Where was Derek when she needed him. He would at least reassure her and tell her if such a thing was possible. Then again, once upon a time, Chloe would have never believed werewolves and sorcerers and necromancers existed, either.

So this is something supernatural. A bridge between worlds? [And she could go home. Hopefully tell the others about this place and see what they had to say. She'd tell Derek and Simon first. Kit and Aunt Lauren wouldn't let them explore this Astral Plane if they weren't sure of what it was.]

[Satoshi dislikes doing this, but she's right there so he can't simply leave her in confusion.] It's probably not a sorcerer.

Er.

[She loses him a bit at 'worm hole,' but he catches back up at 'bridge between worlds,' and brightens, smiling at her.]

Something like that, yes. We're not entirely certain why we can access this place with others can't, but many can do so. It's even possible to take people from another reality along with you when you go back to your own.

[Startled at the voice, Chloe jumps quite visibly before focusing her attention on the young man before her. Noting his tone and mannerisms, Chloe finds her skyrocketing nerves slow slightly, though her heart still thundered in her chest.]

Not a sorcerer?

[Chloe pauses, considering this.]

So I could bring you to my own world, even if you aren't from there? [Goosebumps traversed her skin. Why did that not sound like a good idea? Suddenly Chloe's eyes narrow, and she is reminded of the demon she released at the compound--their reality--their wish for her to grow strong most likely for their benefit and some not-quite-benevolent purpose. It would be very like them to do all this--trick her into letting one go home with her. Possibly possess her.]

You don't happen to have many demons who can access this plane, do you? [The powers demons would have might prove catastrophic.]

If you wished to, yes. Though as curious as I am about other realities, I don't recommend attempting it now. This is your first time here, after all.

[Not to mention she seems rather uncomfortable with the entire idea, and he can't say he blames her. This is quite a bit to take in.

Her second question gives him a bit of a pause. She seems more afraid of the possibility than looking for any particular demon, but she's so far the first person to specifically bring them up. When he replies, his tone is carefully neutral.]

Very few that I'm aware of. You've encountered demons before?

What do you mean by that? This is my first time here. Is there something different about the first time you travel here in comparison to later travel?

[She notices his pause, and in that pause and hesitance Chloe realizes the answer to her question even before he answers it. At least he tells the truth. Still, a few is a lot better than she had expected, and Chloe relaxes seconds before tensing up again at his question. Well damn. She really walked into that one, didn't she? Still, he must be a supernatural to be here, and know demons exist.

[Chloe relaxes.]

I have. [Straight and to the point.]

Oh, no. Merely that it sometimes seems to be a little more difficult the first time you attempt it. You get back to your own world merely by thinking it, after all.

Also, this is rather a lot for anyone to come to terms with, without adding the complication of bringing a stranger whom you're not entirely certain you should be trusting back home with you.

[He may be an angel, but he's not an idiot.

After she brings up demons, he waits, watching her closely until she gives her answer. It isn't much of an answer at all, really, and it tells him nothing of why she'd brought them up.]

I see. Is there any specific reason you have to be concerned over whether or not they have access to the Plane? [He pauses briefly to wrinkle his nose.] Other than the fact that they are demons, of course, and aside from the rare and notable exception are generally not the sort of type one wishes to encounter anywhere.

It sounds complicated. [Like most things were.]

[Chloe opened her mouth to respond to his question about demons, but then he continued, and suddenly she wasn't sure anymore about what she should or aught to say. She shrugs, instead, striving for nonchalance even as her heart began to gradually pick up speed.]

No. No real reason. [She was going to leave it at that, but decided she better explain further to avoid any suspicion. She didn't want many knowing about the Demon who seemed to have such a great interest in her, and she doubted many would take kindly to the fact that she released a captive demon.]

I was just worried about the general balance of things. The power one could have leaping from one world to the next. It's... kind of a scary thought.

It is, a bit, but you do get used to it.

[He doesn't entirely believe her, of course. There's obviously more behind her question than the reasons she'd put forth, but she clearly doesn't wish to discuss it. And as she's certainly not a denizen of Hell here to hunt Crowley down (unless she's exceedingly good at hiding it), Aziraphale's not going to pry.]

Ah. Yes. It's probably best if you refrain from taking anyone to your reality unless you are certain of their motivations. But so far, I've not met anyone who isn't merely an accidental traveler to this place, same as you and I, and no one who was excessively eager to accompany me to my own reality for no given reason.

Not to worry, dear girl. Hell's influences here seem to be minimal. It's rather something I count on.

[As far as Aziraphale has seen, in any case.]

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