[Possibly the only reason Laura isn't dead right now is her carefully cultivated skill at fleeing. Antagonising people is a bad habit in general; it's much worse when the antagonee is a snake lady that is hungry for delicious child flesh. The lamia has treed her in an elevated chunk of room; she can't climb up to claim her morsel, but the morsel ( Read more... )

[The familiar scene takes place―another apartment that is not hers, remaining with only the things the occupant has left behind. This time, Gabrielle is in the kitchen, sifting through the cabinets, as the vine slithers up to her. At first, she does not acknowledge it in favor of keeping herself occupied with the contents of said cabinet ( Read more... )

[The pavilion is louder and messier than it usually is. Several tables have been overturned, their contents scattered on the floor and pelted against the walls; one has been deposited into the bushes. A few of the dresses from the nearby boutique lie in tatters. The pokemon have decided to avoid the demolition, a few spectating warily from ( Read more... )

[Laura has not been paying a lot of attention to the goings-on of the new flowers, but she's picked up that people are uprooting them, and far be it from her to turn down an opportunity to get all dirty and rip up plants ( Read more... )

[The video feed turns on to show a close-up view of Eleanor's pale face; she's nearer to the Vine than she'd usually be, peering in. She waits for a moment, and then says with absolutely no preamble whatsoever in her soft British voice:]

Have you found what you're looking for? [...] The thing most important to you?

[She stares impassively into ( Read more... )

[Laura has succeeded in scaling the remains of a column in the ruins as twilight sweeps over the Gardens, and is now basking in the glow of her feat (and the fact that she's not getting bugged about coming in for bedtime) as well as checking out the emerging stars. She hasn't figured out how she's going to get down yet; that's something to worry ( Read more... )

[Maine's out in the orchard today, poking at the fruit but not quite picking it, the vine following her and eventually wrapping about her ankle to catch her attention. She reaches towards it, having learned now how to stroke it just right for a scroll and pen to appear, and scratches in a query of idle curiosity. She can't decide for herself, maybe ( Read more... )

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[Anyone happening to be near the outskirts today might be treated to something of an unusual sight; one of the guardian wolves padding into sight, carrying Eleanor by the scruff of her shirt. Both are soaking wet, and Eleanor bears the unmistakable signs of someone taken for a very rough ride. The watchful wolf lays her small, unconscious ( Read more... )

[Just because there's no ball at the moment doesn't mean the Viridian Pavilion isn't in use: Laura has raided the nearby (and conveniently abandoned) Baby the Stars Shine Bright boutique and is currently dressed in her princessly best (if a little baggily; the dresses are not made for children) and has assembled a cat, a turtwig, and an oddish ( ( Read more... )

[Contacting other people on the Vine? Asking for help? That is a loser thing that only losers do! Which is why the New Kid here has elected to wander off and occupy herself in making a flower crown and then exploring. She's scaling a statue in the memorial garden when the Vine, annoyed at the neglect, starts broadcasting. There are a few ( Read more... )