L-01 [audio]

[plasmabeam]

Wasted time is not a luxury I can afford

Comments

[notvitiligo]

We don't really have any coordinates. Technically, I don't think this is a planet. Um, it's called the Gardens, though. Kind of a boring name, but I guess it works.

I'm also afraid you prolly won't be getting back to your ship anytime soon. We've all been... kind of kidnapped.

[plasmabeam]

The Gardens... Functional, if nothing else.

How was I kidnapped? I don't remember anything.

[notvitiligo]

Um... magic? [shrug] That seems to be the standard explanation for everything here. It's really annoying that way.

[plasmabeam]

Magic.

You're right, it is annoying.

[notvitiligo]

Hang on, I'll send you the info I've gathered about the place... it's a bit more in-depth than those scrolls.

[She works with something offscreen for a moment, then the Vine sends out its text adapter with several pages of typing on it.]

[plasmabeam]

[Now we're talking.]

You have my thanks.

[We'll be reading this now, okay? okay!]

[notvitiligo]

Just doing what I can. [There is a flash of something that has the potential to be a smile.]

Oh, um, I'm Jessica Boyette. If you, uh, need any help or have questions or something, I'd be glad to help.

[plasmabeam]

Samus Aran.

I couldn't help but take notice of a few topics mentioned in your writing. For starters...

Magic Dirt.

Really?

[notvitiligo]

Good to meet you. Um, sort of. Ignoring the circumstances.

Yyyyeah. My impression is that it's... I guess like stem cells? Only for everything. Apparently the edgey places are where things haven't been, uh, solidified, so... yeah.

[plasmabeam]

It sounds as ridiculous as the mention of forming relationships with other women.

[who has time for that. really.]

[notvitiligo]

Well, I'd say one is more ridiculous than the other... (Especially given how this place messes with you...)

[plasmabeam]

And I would agree to that.