Star 001

[grand_gaia]

[Isaac appears in a pose that would suggest he just opened a door. He freezes, a distinct feeling of wrongness flooding his instincts. He looks left, then right, then up and down, a look of curiosity on his face.]

Well, it's not in here...

[He pauses, as though expecting a response. When he receives none, he turns, trying to look back outside

Comments

[anjelsword]

No Wise One that I know of, laddie. Sorry to disappoint.

[grand_gaia]

Then who did? Psynergy can't do this, can it?

[anjelsword]

Psyenergy?

[grand_gaia]

Uhm...Nothing.

What is this place?

[anjelsword]

Is it like magecraft? Magic? [NO NEVER-MINDS FOR YOU, ISAAC.] It's called the Astral Plane. Some sort of meeting point for worlds.

[grand_gaia]

[S-SHRUGS]

[anjelsword]

Is that a yes?

[grand_gaia]

I guess...It just is