Lesson 1
[ Appearing on the astral plane is a young man with an unmistakable look of curiosity about him, his head whipping to and fro as he tries to take in the mind-boggling view yet again from atop his stopped bike. ]
Wooooah...! So it wasn't just a dream after all! It's really here! It's like I stepped right into the cosmos! But... that can't be true, can it? If this was space, I'd be a space-corpse by now! So I guess the "astral plane" isn't exactly the same as outer space, huh? Learned something!
[ He takes a moment to whip out his notebook, scribbling furiously. Mostly it's notes about the situation, though a well-drawn doodle of Meredith herself takes up half of a page... as well as a few guesses as to what her measurements may be beneath the robes; Meredith may or may not be amused to know that his guess is within a centimeter of being spot-on. Satisfied with this progress in his quest for knowledge, he returns his gaze to the stars that surround him, before his gaze shifts down. He nudges at the "ground" with his toe, before getting off of his bike and kneeling on all fours to stare at it. ]
It doesn't even look like there's anything here... but there has to be, 'cause I'm standing on it. Feels kinda damp, though. [ He sniffs the ground once before, without a second thought, licking it. ] ... Tastes and smells metallic, too. Not to mention the way it glows under my feet... like a spotlight, sorta, but shooting up from under me instead.
All of this leads to one ultimate conclusion... That I have no idea what ANY of this means! So, I guess there's no choice but to ask one of these other space-walking citizens. Or would it be "plane-walking citizens"? Interesting!
Wooooah...! So it wasn't just a dream after all! It's really here! It's like I stepped right into the cosmos! But... that can't be true, can it? If this was space, I'd be a space-corpse by now! So I guess the "astral plane" isn't exactly the same as outer space, huh? Learned something!
[ He takes a moment to whip out his notebook, scribbling furiously. Mostly it's notes about the situation, though a well-drawn doodle of Meredith herself takes up half of a page... as well as a few guesses as to what her measurements may be beneath the robes; Meredith may or may not be amused to know that his guess is within a centimeter of being spot-on. Satisfied with this progress in his quest for knowledge, he returns his gaze to the stars that surround him, before his gaze shifts down. He nudges at the "ground" with his toe, before getting off of his bike and kneeling on all fours to stare at it. ]
It doesn't even look like there's anything here... but there has to be, 'cause I'm standing on it. Feels kinda damp, though. [ He sniffs the ground once before, without a second thought, licking it. ] ... Tastes and smells metallic, too. Not to mention the way it glows under my feet... like a spotlight, sorta, but shooting up from under me instead.
All of this leads to one ultimate conclusion... That I have no idea what ANY of this means! So, I guess there's no choice but to ask one of these other space-walking citizens. Or would it be "plane-walking citizens"? Interesting!