event!

[loadsavepoint.livejournal.com]

SUDDENLY, YOU'RE STUCK IN A DARK CLOSET WITH...

Yeah, we went there. Blame Endy. You know the dealio: you're stuck in a closet - literally - with someone. A stranger, a person you hate, love, love but won't ever admit it-/shot

ANYWAY where the closet opens up to or how you even get out of there is all up to you. Maybe it's a ~*magical*~ closet, maybe it's an average ol' room. Just get creative!

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LOL that's what I had in mind anyway

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[Dojima steps up on the one next to Adachi, looking around for anything that might help them.]

Would you stop bringing up Picard? There's gotta be something here...

[On the wall next to him, Dojima finds the controls. There's a few buttons in that scribble language, and a digital pad next to it for what looks like scanning your hand. Carefully, Dojima raises his hand, and presses it against the device. It says, in a stereotypical, sci-fi robo-woman voice, "Scanning... Scanning... Subject unknown. Origin: Dimension Infinity. Return to last destination?"]

beam me up, scotty

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Adachi jolts a little at the sound of the voice, turning to look at the ceiling. Even if the question wasn't for him, he answers.]

Yeah! Back to Infinity. But don't...like, dump us into a freezing pool or in a junk pile or something.

SULU GO TO WARP

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

["BZZT. Voice is not that of the subject's." There's a pause, and then it asks for confirmation again. "Return to last destination?"]

Should I go first, then you aft-

["Confirmation: check. Activating teleportation."]

Wait, what?

[The platform starts glowing in a slow pulse, a responding one on the ceiling pulsing in time.]

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[A beam of light engulfs Dojima, and just before it turns blinding, he can probably make out Adachi's eyes widening and his mouth opening to say-]

W-wait! You're not gonna leave me h-

[A rush of noise, like running water, and then it's gone. The next time Dojima opens his eyes, he's back in...bed?! And Adachi is nowhere to be seen.]

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[After crashing onto a (thankfully) soft surface, Dojima opens his eyes. Oddly enough, in his own bed at his own home in Infinity, in a sunny morning. (Did he let Adachi spend the night again?) He throws his feet over the edge of the bed quickly, looking around. No Adachi.]

...That idiot better figure it out.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Just as Dojima is about to get up, the bed dips behind up as some sudden weight that hadn't been there prior lands. Adachi looks somewhat startled, eyes wide and arms above his head.]

...Whoa.

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[Dojima stares at him for a moment, settling back down on the bed, before something occurs to him.]

...Was that a dream?

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Adachi makes a face.]

How could we have the same exact dream? I don't know about you, but I don't dream about spaceships in space all that much.

[Well, maybe except for that one time involving anti-gravity and space suits and- ...well, that's for another time. Right. Moving on.]

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[...wait, space suits and what?]

I was just checking.

[A sigh, and Dojima flops back against the pillows. He never realized just how exhausting it was, busting out of a closet puns aside, avoiding purple tentacle-y monsters, seeing a sci-fi movie legend, running into tanks full of aliens and getting teleported across dimensions.]

At least we're back.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Adachi raises an arm, points at the door.]

That's what we think, until we open that door and suddenly the entire house is floating in space. Like in the Dawnlight Zone!

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[Dojima rolls his eyes, and reluctantly gets up.]

I'm sure that's not the case.

[Oh-so-confidently, he walks over to the door, getting ready to open it.]

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

...Wouldn't you rather come back here?

[Adachi pats the bed.]

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[Dojima's already halfway there. He looks between the door and Adachi, stopping and crossing his arms in thought, unsure if Adachi is being sincere, or is just afraid to find out what's behind the door.]

What if it turns out to be like Dawnlight Zone after all?

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

Sheesh, give me time to hide in the bathroom, at least.

[He sits up, frowning. Hard to say if he's being serious or not.]

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

Really?

1/2

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

...

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

...I hope you're only this gullible with me, Dojima-san.

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

What do you mean gu-

[Oh. Well jeez. Old man grumble time.]

Can't you just be more straightforward..?

[Despite that, though, he makes his way back over.]

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Adachi pulls him down by the arm as soon as he gets close enough.]

What? I'm a pretty straightforward guy, in my opinion.

[That is quite possibly the biggest lie ever. Adachi climbs over Dojima when he is down.]

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[It might be the biggest lie ever, but that's a pretty straightforward motion. Never even given time for protest, huh, Dojima? Or he just gives up too easily. He does push himself up on his elbows, at least, still giving him an unconvinced look.]

Yeah, right.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

Totally! For example, I bet even you can tell what I want right now.

['Even you'? Hey, what's that supposed to mean?]

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[Hey, that's a good question. Dojima pushes Adachi over, switching their positions.]

What d'ya mean, 'even me'?

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Adachi blinks up for a second. That was a little more quick-handed than he expected.]

I mean, no offense or anything, Dojima-san, but I understand that in your age, you start to get...a little slow.

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

Hey, who's slow?

[Dojima glares down, pinching Adachi's nose.]

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[In a nasally voice.]

Ow, ow, hey, let up!