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[twatular]

[When Owen arrives on the Plane, he seems to have been mid-coffee, bunch of papers - medical printoffs or something - in hand. Understandably, he nearly chokes on the coffee, looking around.]

Fuck -- what now? Tosh? Ianto! Gwen, Jack! Bit of a problem... [annoyed and somewhat panicked sigh] Hello?

[Eventually he stops pacing around, finding no

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[galeforcehero]

You don't have to worry, it's not really space. Honestly, since when did space ever have a floor?

[She rolls her eyes, as if this should be obvious.]

[twatular]

[-- whoa. Also, he makes a face along the lines of this: :|] Nothing surprises me anymore. Where the hell am I?

[galeforcehero]

It's called "The Plane"-- real descriptive, I know. Some kind of cross-dimensional space that's apparently inside a machine. Nobody really knows much about it, but I'm sure there's folks that know much more about it than me.

There's some dangerous people around, but for the most part, everybody here's friendly as pie. So I'd relax, if I were you, before you worked yourself up into a fit. I'm Dorothy, what's your name?

[twatular]

... Right, of course.

[Watch as the Owen tries to gain back his groove] Owen. Doctor Owen Harper.

[chansondelamort]

{Have a girl in fancy Victorian-era clothing}

Oh, another person that knows Jack and Ianto? Ne, what a surprise~ You're a bit louder, though.

[twatular]

[Wut, goes Owen.]

How do you know them?

[chansondelamort]

Well, they've both come here for a while now. I know Jack pretty well, but Ianto got jealous, so he doesn't like me at all.

[twatular]

[heh] And who're you?

[ambitious_woman]

[Reinette stops several steps from him, studying his reaction with a smile]

However entertaining such colorful language might be, it is not required for you to return to your home. You merely have to will it.

[twatular]

[And that throws him for a loop.]

'Scuse me? Will it?

[ambitious_woman]

It will.

[wearing an amused smile she demonstrates, dropping from the Plane only to return to it, a moment later]

[twatular]

... Right. So in theory I can just pop back and pretend this never happened, yeah?

[geekgirltosh]

[brb squeeing. or, well, not quite, since the whole Tommy thing was just the other day, and she's still secretly emoing over that.]

Owen!

[twatular]

All caught up in this delusion together, are we?

[geekgirltosh]

[nod] You, me, and Ianto, at any rate. And Jack, but he's...a different Jack.

[twatular]

A different Jack?

[marthajonesmd]

[Martha's taken aback for a moment, since the Owen she knows is dead and disintegrated - but if Tosh is lurking around alive and well, then she figures that Owen can be, too. So she smirks at him instead.]

Doctor Harper. We meet again.

[twatular]

[He raises an eyebrow, smirks -- because poor Owen, he hasn't met the Martha yet. :C]

Do we? Think I'd remember you, luv.

[marthajonesmd]

[she smirks a bit more at that] Earlier timeline, then? Oh, dear, I hope I haven't caused a paradox.

[twatular]

Think it'd be much of a risk, askin' you your name, then?