[It's been over a month since she last even considered acknowledging the vine. She is still uneasy about it, but she is... resentful of fear. She has been forcing herself too much lately, perhaps it shows in the dark rings around her eyes, sleeplessly bruised into pale skin ( Read more... )

Well, "America, Fuck Yeah!" and all that, I guess. Can we get some fireworks up in here, or something? Everyone here is way too damn moody, like our periods are starting to sync up.

...they better not be. We'll all rip each others' throats out in like, five minutes.

( Greetings, fellow Gardeners. Ellie hasn't been around all that much, lately. When she hasn't been around Em, clinging and watching and hovering until either Em had to ask for space, or she had the need to break away and go back down into Hell. Any time that wasn't around Em was spent down there, far away from everyone ( Read more... )

Hey, honies? Here's an update for you: if you don't want every bitch in the gardens here to know all of your business, try staying away from the vine when shit's going down. How do you not even notice that it's going mirror on you? Seriously, not that many of you are new here ( Read more... )

I need-- ( she's gasping for breath a bit, and the Vine might catch sight of her hands, smeared with blood ( Read more... )

[The Vine blooms, and the Mirror focuses first on Fang's arms, crossed over her chest. There's a slight noise, and a familiar, Australian-accented voice pipes up:] Watch it. My eyes are up here. [The Mirror moves, and Fang's face is revealed. She tilts her head to one side.]

Either this is one powerful hallucination, or I'm stuck here again. [She ( Read more... )

[She really does hate to do this, it's obvious by her stiff shoulders and her gaze directed carefully down and to the right, but here she is.]

I was wondering if any of you are particularly fluent in medicine. I had some questions I wanted to ask.

I doubt the snakes are much for Q & A.

[Not that she would let the snakes anywhere near her.]

( Looks like Ellie's back-- back to being her regular, irritable self, that is. The wildcard that made her more like her old cheery, happy self has long since worn off, and the fact that it was there at all seems to have made her a little more sombre than usual ( Read more... )

[After not popping her head in for a while, here's Santana! She's got some sweet heavy-duty earmuffs and seems...a lot happier than usual. Probably has something to do with the .45 in her hand. Safety on, unloaded, like a good girl.]So now that I'm like, a thousand times better at this shooting thing, I think I should be in zombie movies. When I ( Read more... )

[It doesn't take long for Jackie to take issue with the emptiness of their new apartment. It's difficult for her to adjust to the change without things to touch and rearrange, force the apartment into a state she approves of. They had only had clothing to bring with them, the rest belonged to Caprica, and Jackie would not take any of it ( Read more... )