♪ EXEC_01/. ♫

[fallbythesword]

[Onto the plane walks a short young woman, with black hair falling over her shoulders and a few strands even carelessly fluttering into her face. She's thin - probably too thin. Malnourished. Her bright red eyes are narrowed into a glare as she looks around the Plane, taking in every inch of it that she can see from her position, trying to figure out just what's going on here...

.. Oh. And by the way? She's completely naked. Completely. Naked.

She puts one hand on her hip.] This isn't... [Another look around... and then a sigh.] I'm being stalled again. All of these hangups are getting in my way. ... Whatever.

[She takes a few steps forward, but then stops to look yet again... And when she speaks, it's a bit louder: addressing anyone who is around to hear her.]

Unless the person I'm supposed to meet forgot to mention an excessive amount of stars, I'm in the wrong place. There's even been a change in the laws of physics, it seems. At least on a few certain scales. [And a change within her - she shouldn't be alive. The Tower isn't here. And now that she thinks on it, she does feel just a tiny, infinitesimal shade different.]

Is there anyone here that can answer my questions? [beat.] I'd prefer someone with a brain, but I guess anyone would be better than no answers at all.