[Have a nice view of a fully armored Washington fighting off a harpy. She's taking a few hits, but it's overall not going bad. But she's quick enough to notice the mirror. It doesn't even fase her.] You know what? I'm never going to complain about the quiet here again. Ever.

Meta? You out there? Report.

For that matter, anyone else out there need a

[The vine, being its trickster little self, has come upon two armored ladies in a secluded corner of the Gardens in the middle of what seems be a do-or-die battle. It unfurls a mirror to begin recording as Meta, in her white and brown armor, bullrushes Washington, in her steel and yellow, in an attempt to knock her on her ass ( Read more... )

[Jessica is on her bed, penned in by various notes and scribblings on looseleaf ( Read more... )

[Advance triggering content warning: Wash's past is a bit messed up. It's canon that Epsilon terminated itself in Wash's head. This refers to that event in the past tense vaguely, as it's an older form of what the inside of Wash's mind looks like.]

( Really, read the warning. )

-video-[The area with the ovens may be practically flooded out, but Jessica has a wagonful of magic dirt and she's not afraid to use it. There is now a small kitchen in one of the arena's interior halls, with the implements of baking scattered about and one very busy young woman very angrily using them ( Read more... )

I'm sure you all know my birthday is coming up soon! And for you aliens-that's the Fourth of July, the day I declared independence from some loser.

Haha, so! Who wants to throw a surprise party for me? I want to be really shocked, y'know! [ A wink! ] Or you can just tell me what presents you're all gonna get for me. People I've never talked to are ( 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... )

[Washington has her helmet off for this message, smirking a bit. And while she has her own helmet under her right arm, she's holding up a gold visored white EVA helmet. Someone found the Meta's gear when she left it.] Hey, Meta. I found something of yours. Something I think you're going to want back. And I'll give it to you under one ( Read more... )

[Epsilon is seated on one of the benches in her memorial garden, which is near the edge of the Gardens. Standing before her is a very tall, muscular woman with short, blonde hair, dressed simply in pants and a sleeveless t-shirt. She appears human, but if someone were to study her very closely, they might realize that she is not breathing, and ( Read more... )

[Have a very angry looking female in full, if a bit battered in spots, armor.  She's practically growling the words out, having let the Meta's taunting fester for a little too long as it is]

I know you people said this place is supposed to be peaceful. I'm already not seeing it. Especially with the Meta here.

[Holding he thumb and index fingers up ( Read more... )