Put away those typewriters.

[fogmayor.livejournal.com]

[Clark is just standing there, staring.  (Which he is good at.)  He has his suit jacket in one hand and his other is on the door he just came through, which he could have sworn was the door to his office.  Where he is standing now, though, most definitely does not look like any room in his house.]


What in the...?

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[contraltoflute]

[Best day to emerge from her room ever. A voice comes from the rafters above Clark's head.]

New arrival, I presume?

[fogmayor.livejournal.com]

[He jumps, and looks up.]

Who was that??

[contraltoflute]

[Descole shifts to be visible from where Clark's standing.]

That was me.

[fogmayor.livejournal.com]

[He takes a few steps back.]

What have you done this time??

[contraltoflute]

I've done nothing, Mister Triton. Awfully suspicious, aren't you?

[fogmayor.livejournal.com]

I should say I have good reason to suspect you!

[contraltoflute]

I'm a prisoner here just as much as you are.

[fogmayor.livejournal.com]

What are you talking about?

[contraltoflute]

[You may not be able to see her eye under the mask, Clark, but rest assured that she's rolling it.]

This place is an interdimensional nexus that drags people in from different worlds and times, subjects them to bizarre events every month and doesn't let them go. Questions?

[fogmayor.livejournal.com]

...Several.

But I'm not inclined to stand around having a friendly chat with you.

[contraltoflute]

Why not? The versions of Luke I've met here don't seem to have minded me, and it's not as if I'm going to do anything to you.

[fogmayor.livejournal.com]

What?? If you've gone anywhere near Luke..!

[contraltoflute]

I didn't do anything to him.

[cuteandclever.livejournal.com]

{OH HELLO MISTER You look sorta familiar. Let's be friendly. Perfect for getting her confidence with strangers up.}

Hello, sir. Um, you look a bit lost...

[fogmayor.livejournal.com]

Ah, well, that's because I rather think I am. Extremely lost.

What about you, young lady?

Tags on a bus? Way better than snakes on a plane.

[cuteandclever.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid we've all been kidnapped to this place, of a sort.

Typing on a bus takes more skill.

[fogmayor.livejournal.com]

Yes, the more I see of it the more apparent that becomes.

...Forgive me--have we met before? You seem somehow familiar.

/winning

[cuteandclever.livejournal.com]

N-no! I'm afraid we've never met before... {Technically not a lie...}

Why does his only smiling icon look creepy D:

[fogmayor.livejournal.com]

I must be mistaken. It is nice to meet you now, miss...?

That is pretty creepy D:

[cuteandclever.livejournal.com]

Uhm, Clove! Clove Dove. Nice to meet you.

CLARK, Y U NO MAKE NORMAL FACES

[fogmayor.livejournal.com]

A pleasure, Clove. I'm Clark Triton.

[cuteandclever.livejournal.com]

Oh, are you Luke's father?

[fogmayor.livejournal.com]

Yes; you are a friend of his?

[cuteandclever.livejournal.com]

Uhm, of a sort, I suppose.

[fogmayor.livejournal.com]

I'm sure he considers you a friend, then.

...I hope he will be all right while I'm trapped here.