01 - the hell is this

[sociopathicwolf]

[This absolutely isn’t what Derek was expecting when he went back into that shop. For a moment, he’s disorientated. There’s obviously ground, and oxygen, but it’s just space.]

The hell?

[There’s no way this is possible. This goes against everything he’s learned in school, everything he’s - unless it’s some kind of spell. Shit. Of course it is. A

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[pactum]

[Emil may be of some interest, then, considering he spends his time around monsters. Not just wolves, but bears and cats and plants and ghosts and all manner of weird things one could only find in an RPG... or a Pokemon game. There's a hint of 'human' beneath all of that, but it's diminished somewhat by the musty scent of dark magic... and a hint of the metallic smell the Plane carries.

He's not making any trouble, though. He's too busy sleeping on top of the map he spread across a table.]

[sociopathicwolf]

[Derek smells him before he sees him, and it instantly puts him on edge. Someone who smells like all of that can only be involved with the supernatural, which means this might be the Cabals or the Edison Group after all.

When he spots the guy, though, he's surprised enough to physically stop in his tracks. Huh. Okay, this was probably the last thing he was expecting.

He debates for a moment whether or not to wake him up, then shrugs. He's not going to pass up a potential chance for some answers.]

Hey.

[pactum]

[He was probably expecting something besides some shrimpy kid dressed in blue and black. He has a sword strapped across his back, but he doesn't even move to draw it when he's surprised. Instead, he yelps, flails, and falls off his chair.

Good job, Emil.]

Aaaaah--! [Oh god oh god -- oh, it's just a guy. Emil stares up at him, wide-eyed, then slowly and methodically picks himself back up. And rights his chair.] Um, I didn't mean to fall asleep like that. That's embarrassing... C-can I help you?

[sociopathicwolf]

[Derek's not going to laugh. He's absolutely not going to laugh. He does, however, quirk a bit of an amused smile before he can stop himself.]

You fall asleep everywhere like that or is this place the exception?

[At the kid's last question, Derek shifts his weight slightly.]

Yeah. You have any idea what the hell this place is?

[pactum]

[Which just embarrasses Emil more. He might be somewhat tan, but he's still very pink in the face.]

N-no, not usually.

[He runs a hand through his hair, trying to tame it; one piece of hair pops back up stubbornly.]

Oh... This is the Astral Plane. It's a place where people from different worlds meet. It's actually... part of a big experiment ran by the people in the shop. You went inside a shop, right?