001 [Good morning Baltimore]
[Claudius doesn’t quite know what he was expecting, but he certainly wasn’t expecting this.]
Well… Well.
[He stands, hands shoved in his threadbare coat, and surveys the Plane - eyes narrowed in deep thought… He doesn’t seem very scared, simply quiet and very, very tired.]
[He’s been running for a long time]
How strange, how new… I must confess; I simply expected the Dragon when I wandered into that shop - or, failing that, an actual shop. But no, that’d be far too conventional for my sort of life.
[He laughs, even if it sounds like a mockery of a laugh, and falls to regarding the Plane again.]
It’s quite terribly bright here; but not from sunlight, curious…
[He tilts his head up to regard the stars and smiles; again, it’s a very dark sort of smile]
“But in this black Receptacle
Can be no Bode of Dawn”
[A brief pause, as he keeps studying, and then his face falls]
No… No, that only makes me think of him and I must break myself of that habit; I want to die happy not-
[A deep breath and then he calms himself, lowers his head to regard the Plane again with a return of that twisted smile]
Good day to anybody else that’s been dragged here, my name is Claudia- [He pauses for a second, his face twitching, and then quickly corrects himself,] -Claudius and I must admit to finding myself mildly confused by my surroundings. Can anybody tell me where I am?
[Another pause, as he considers that, and then his face brightens to a almost shining level.]
Is this death?
[He’s so very hopeful]
Well… Well.
[He stands, hands shoved in his threadbare coat, and surveys the Plane - eyes narrowed in deep thought… He doesn’t seem very scared, simply quiet and very, very tired.]
[He’s been running for a long time]
How strange, how new… I must confess; I simply expected the Dragon when I wandered into that shop - or, failing that, an actual shop. But no, that’d be far too conventional for my sort of life.
[He laughs, even if it sounds like a mockery of a laugh, and falls to regarding the Plane again.]
It’s quite terribly bright here; but not from sunlight, curious…
[He tilts his head up to regard the stars and smiles; again, it’s a very dark sort of smile]
“But in this black Receptacle
Can be no Bode of Dawn”
[A brief pause, as he keeps studying, and then his face falls]
No… No, that only makes me think of him and I must break myself of that habit; I want to die happy not-
[A deep breath and then he calms himself, lowers his head to regard the Plane again with a return of that twisted smile]
Good day to anybody else that’s been dragged here, my name is Claudia- [He pauses for a second, his face twitching, and then quickly corrects himself,] -Claudius and I must admit to finding myself mildly confused by my surroundings. Can anybody tell me where I am?
[Another pause, as he considers that, and then his face brightens to a almost shining level.]
Is this death?
[He’s so very hopeful]