This place has a lot going on but nothing really happens.

Is there a training room here? Or a place like one? I really need something to do.

[Lightning is sitting in some unknown location, dressed in armor vaguely similar to this.

She looks deeply troubled and serious.]

I still don't have a clue where Lightning is. This is more than a little troublesome. Someone please tell me a situation like this usually rights itself eventually, yes? Because I'm afraid I'm not sure what to do.

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Why am I here again?

... No... How can I be here again? Impossible. I was home. Cocoon was...

[A pause. She takes in a breath.] Damn.

[Lightning is sitting on the couch in her room.

In only a towel.

Yep. Does she know the camera is on? Definitely not. Are you brave enough to tell her it is?

But if you're not distracted by the whole "only in a towel" thing you may notice she's looking quite troubled and thoughtful. Forlorn maybe?]

Is there really no way to... [She trails off. ( Read more... )

[Lightning is standing in what looks like some kind of dressing room. She's holding up this lovely outfit on a hanger. The look she's giving it could kill. Out of sight of the camera a squeaky voice calls out.]

Well?

... No.

Look, honey. This is the standard attire. You gotta!

....

You'll look sexy. Promise.

I didn't even sign up for this.

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[All you can see is her back. She's standing facing the door to her newly assigned room. She doesn't even seem to notice the device itself is on and recording.]

... Ridiculous. I don't care what they said, I'm not staying here.