Well, this is certainly odd.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[Emmy stumbles a little as she appears in the lobby - understandable, really, given that she was stepping out of the Laytonmobile just a moment before. Much as she'd been paying more attention to Layton than her surroundings, she rather doubts that they're parked in a building. After all, they were supposed to be outside Misthallery, and who would put a town inside? Other than, well. Turning on her heel, she discovers that the Laytonmobile isn't even there behind her, anyway, and she promptly wheels around in a full circle to try to get a good look at her surroundings.]

Professor Layton!?

...anyone?

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[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Just a bit. From my understanding...well this place pulls people in from all dementions.

I was looking for a way out. I don't suppose you have any information on that...and who else is here? Do you know?

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

No, I haven't found a way out yet... and I've only met a couple of people here.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

I have the same story here....

Is Layton here? I wonder if he knows me.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

I've met two Laytons here, actually. If you can believe that.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

I do. I've met another Jean Descole.

Hm, I wonder if the Layton's know me.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Well... I suppose you'd have to ask them yourself.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

I suppose so.

Well, I've been looking for a way back home, but supposedly the doors to the outside don't work. I take it you don't have much information on anything.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid not, no. If I could help you, I would.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Would you?

Hm, I find it funny that you would.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Well... I know you say that we're enemies, but I've never met you before. Perhaps that'll change if I get home, but at the moment I have no reason to dislike you.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Well, I suppose this is a good thing.

[He smirks mischievously.]

I wonder if I can change that.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Which part of it? You want to make it so that I dislike you here, or don't dislike you at home?

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

That you don't dislike me, silly. Why would I want otherwise?

I think we can be good friends.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Well, perhaps if we were enemies you might not want me as your friend.

[She shrugs.]

I'm sure that we could be, though, yes.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

[He smiles.]

Well let's start over, Miss. I am Jean Descole.

[He takes her hand and kisses it gently.]

And you?

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[...well. She blinks at him, then laughs.]

Emmy Altava. Though presumably you knew that?

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

[He laughs.]

What are you talking about? We haven't met!

[He takes her hand and half smiles.]

So, tell me about yourself Ms. Altava

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Hmm, well... what would you like to know, Mr. Descole?

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Anything you wish to tell.

And please, call me Jean.

[What a good way to switch things up.]

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Only if you call me Emmy, then.

I'll tell anything that you want to know, within reason. Just ask away.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Well what do you do for work, Emmy?

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

I'm Professor Layton's assistant. You?

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

I'm a scientist. I work in...well a lot of archaeological fields.

So you're close to Layton, then?

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Mmm... I suppose, although I was only hired very recently.

Are you? If you work in archaeology, that is.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Well that is interesting.

I guess you can say I'm close enough. I knew him when we were very young.