[ Greece stands in front of the mirror, her face expressionless.

In a comfortable silence, she stares at the screen for a few seconds, while petting the cat she picked up in her arms. She's wondering if this is some sort of odd yet realistic dream. It wouldn't be the first time... However, never a dream had felt as real as now. ]

Is this...? [ ( Read more... )

Um... did I do it right?

[The woman on the feed doesn't really seem like much of a woman. If one concentrates, it's obvious she's around eighteen to twenty, but she holds herself like someone younger, smaller.

She reaches out, touching the vine and tentatively stroking it.]

P-please let me talk to people, Vine? [The scrolls explaining the ( Read more... )

[Outside the spaceship, the vine suddenly flicks on, recording from the back someone playing a lively sort of reel on her harp. A bit of manoeuvring on the vine's part and it becomes clear that it's Canada playing, a idle, contented sort of smile on her face as she plays. It's not until she glances in the direction of the door, then back, that she ( Read more... )

[Poking around the garden without any real purpose or goal is a young, purple-haired, girl. She seems to be quite lost and can now be found pacing back and forth with her hands tightly cupped together. Though the various animals of the garden had informed the young girl of her current circumstance, it has done little to settle her jangled nerves ( Read more... )

[it did not take her a long time to get used to the vine and mirror communication, really. she has played with things like this before in her own house... the mirror shows her upper body, a young woman with bright green eyes and dirty blond hair falling over her shoulders just slightly curled at the end. she looks more annoyed than surprised, at ( Read more... )

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

*A quizzical face appears through the vine, but the other thing about her that is even more apparent than her face is her choice of dress. Despite the fact that you can only see her shoulders it's impossible to distinguish her headband and attire as anything but a maid's uniform ( 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... )

[Canada is wearing a enormous smile and a loose red tam on her head, as much of her hair as possible tucked up under it. The latter can be blamed on the fact that her hair isn't exactly hair right now, thanks to her morning excursion past the usual borders of the gardens. She's not about to share what happened there, but every so often when she ( Read more... )

[Having changed back into her normal attire, Aigis appears on the vine. Her face looks perfectly human, but her body gives her true nature away. Her expression is one of both confusion and concern.]Greetings, I am Aigis. To anyone that receives this, I have some questions. I seem to have blacked out and I can't retrieve any memory of how I got here ( Read more... )