[Xion's soft voice is softer than usual, subdued with thoughtfulness and a little bit of sorrow.]

I just...had a question. I know some people disappear, and some never show up at all. But does anyone else know someone who's been here several times, and forgotten each time they come back?

'kay.

[There's a peturbed looking green woman, sitting in her red Starfleet engineer's dress uniform as she plays with the tricorder and one of her favourite wrenches in her other hand.]

Anybody wanna tell me where I am right now? Because I'd quite like to go home, like Enterprise home not home home.

And to know who the engieer behind this plantlife ( Read more... )

( write on and regret nothing )

[It's night, and Mahalia in back in the Abbey, where she's been staying since the storm. She's been considering trying to sleep, knows she needs it, but after experiencing both Dot and Jessica's dreams, she's scared. It's not simply the content of those dreams, but the fact she'd experienced them at all ( Read more... )

[warning for light torture elements]
( rat in a cage )

[Mahalia cups the mirror with both hands as she talks, looking earnest and worried.]Fela? Can you see this? You might not remember, but my name is Mahalia, and I'm your sister ( Read more... )

( The Vine blooms, but a mysterious mist swirls, clouding the view for those who might behold it ( Read more... )

[At first, all that is visible is a thin, pale hand. Then it withdraws, revealing a patch of flowery garden and, sitting on her backside with her limbs splayed newborn-fawn-like in the long grass and looking very dazed and bewildered, a young girl in a tattered brown and white dress ( Read more... )

[The handwriting appearing on the scroll now is an ornate script - carefully written and by no means messy, but sacrificing a certain amount of legibility in favor of aesthetics. Those who take the time to decipher it will find that it reads as follows ( Read more... )

( 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... )