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realityshifted2012-09-28 04:36 pm
truth_is_cold) wrote in realityshifted2012-09-28 04:36 pm
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[Gaheris doesn't remember the plane when he steps onto it, either thanks to the machine or the events that have passed. The murder of his captain. The passing of a whole 300 years in an instant. The Plane, if it was this version of Gaheris that was ever on it, feels like a distant memory.
So he gets this confusion all over again.] Every time I think I'm getting used to the universe it finds at least one other way to be utterly perplexing. [He stares down at the lack-of-floor, before walking over to the kiosk and collecting his information with an aggrieved, long-suffering sigh.]
Now, all I need to find are the size-altering consumables with appropriate directions, wherever they've been left. [He folds the pamphlet after a quick perusal and tucks it into his leather vest.] Is there anyone here?
So he gets this confusion all over again.] Every time I think I'm getting used to the universe it finds at least one other way to be utterly perplexing. [He stares down at the lack-of-floor, before walking over to the kiosk and collecting his information with an aggrieved, long-suffering sigh.]
Now, all I need to find are the size-altering consumables with appropriate directions, wherever they've been left. [He folds the pamphlet after a quick perusal and tucks it into his leather vest.] Is there anyone here?