001- Another Dizzy Day

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Pops onto the Plane in mid-step and stops, foot in the air, looking rather confused. His clothes are a study in 1930s fashion, from the single-breasted green jacket to two-tone shoes. His clothes are also riddled with bullet holes—from single-breasted jacket to, yes, his two-tone shoes. He, however, doesn’t have a scratch on him, and neither does the hat in his hands.] Huh. Well that’s different.

[[For Time Lords, TARDISes, and others who can sense such things, Firo is immortal, too.]]

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[contract_star]

[About to say hello when he notices the bullet holes.]

Are...you alright?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Eh? [Oh, right, the suit.] Fine, thanks.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[Dino is Mafia, he notices the bullet holes first thing] Hey, are you okay?

[contract_star]

...[Right then! Not gonna ask.]

Um! Well then. Ah, welcome to the Astral Plane. It's a crossroads between realities. Worlds, that is.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Gets the Vibe and guesses instantly. He shoves his hands into his hole-peppered pocket, giving Dino a flat, noncommittal look.] Depends on who wants to know.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

That so? [Looks around, a bemused expression on his face.] Maiza never said anything about a place like this. You fail at a summons or something?

[contract_star]

Summons? No...um, everyone here is from a different world, actually. I'm from 2007 Tokyo, Japan, the one with Hell's Gate in it. [Looking over the clothes, frowning a little.] You'd be...America? Twenties, maybe?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[Something is telling Dino to be careful around this guy. He's learned to trust his instincts.] I'm just trying to ask if you need help. Your clothes are covered in bullet holes, and that is not normal.

[lamb_of_gold]

Another?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Woah woah woah what?] I must be behind the grind on something.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Relaxes a little, but so isn't letting his guard down completely.] Fine, thanks. Dressed in the dark is all.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Another?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[Still a bit wary since there's something about this guy...but as long as he's not doing anything.] Ah well, that's good. You should be more careful about your clothes though.

I'm Dino Cavallone by the way, and you are..?

[contract_star]

[So doesn't know the slang.] Yes?

Um. Let's see--you can leave this place whenever you want, time doesn't pass in your own world while you're here, and this whole thing is an experiment, run by the Twins and Ms. Sault.

Oh! How rude of me...I'm Li Shengshun.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[........] Right. [Introductions. A STRAW TO GRASP.] Firo Prochainezo.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Looks down in surprise as his fingers do through the bottom of his pocket. He wriggles them around.] Firo Prochainezo.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

Nice to meet you. I haven't seen you around here before.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

You too. Haven't been around before, I guess. [Gives the place a once-over and scratches his head.] Pretty snazzy decor.

[contract_star]

Nice to meet you, ah, Firo. [Since he doesn't look old enough to be a "Mister." Hei smiles at him.] It's very confusing at first, I know, but you get used to it.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

I guess I should say 'Welcome to the Astral Plane' then. This place is pretty to look at, even if it is strange at times.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Oh irony.] That's my life. I guess I'll cope. [Shoves his hands into his pockets.] Should tell Maiza about it when I get back, though.

Oh. Getting back. How's that work?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Puts his hat back on.] 'Astral Plane'. Not a gin mill, is it? [Frowny face.] Pretty shabby service.

[contract_star]

Maiza? Friend of yours, I take it? Just so you know...he probably won't be able to see the Twins' shop, or come here at all. Only certain people can come here, though I don't know how we get chosen. It seems almost random.

It's pretty easy, actually. All you have to do is think about it.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Headscratch scratch. He puts his hat back on.] All right, then.

[Vanishes, and then comes back a moment later, looking thoughtful.]

Huh.

I guess it's good Maiza's such an Abercrombie. Even if he can't see it, he'll prolly believe me.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

Oh my~! [puts his hand to his mouth] Aren't you hurt, sweetie~?