[After some trial and error, Lily has figured out the mirror system. She crouches some so she's level with it, tucking a loose lock of blonde hair behind her ear and attempting a smile.]

Hi, everyone... My name is Lily Jordan. I just arrived here a couple of days ago.

I know I haven't been here long, and I don't know many people, but if you've changed, I want to help you. Physical comfort is the cure, right? I don't mind that, if it means getting everyone back to normal. I'll come to you; I have a good sense of direction, so long as you give me an indication as to where you are.

[She pauses, biting her lip gently.]

I apologize if this seems forward, but if we work together, it would be better, I think. I know it's not ideal, but the current cure is better than nothing. I would want someone to do the same for me, were the positions reversed.

[The Vine's mirrors 'turn on' to Azula, who--much to her frustration--has not managed to avoid the Queen of Monster's little spell. Red scales can be seen running along her cheekbones, the back of her hands, and if you were privy to seeing her wearing less than her full uniform (and you're not), the rest of her body would undoubtedly be covered by more. Her already long and sharp fingernails seem to be a bit more...thick and sturdy than normal.

She has just left the library after much research--all of which was a waste of time!]

Just what sort of disgusting, ridiculous game are these queens playing? Turning me into some sort of beast is enough of an insult, but Heart's moronic hints and the garbage filling her poor excuse for a library--

[In her fury, she throws the book. There it goes! It flies like the least aerodynamic frisbee you have ever seen and hits the aforementioned library. Good thing those bears wouldn't let her into the back room!]

Argh! Does she actually expect us to play along with her sick joke? Or did she simply forget to acquire any men? Considering how much of an airheaded moron she seems to be, I wouldn't put it past her!

...Not as though that would explain the contents of the library, however.

I will find a solution to this that doesn't annihilate my pride as royalty.

[The vine appears to be showing a very confused-looking woman, clad in a magenta suit and skirt with a dark waistcoat and a very ruffly jabot shifting in the breeze. Her hair is piled atop her head stylishly, and by the way she carries herself, she seems to be of a proper, high class.

Still, she seems worried, if calm enough considering the present circumstances. She slides her hands along the vines and realizes that she may likely be seen through this network; so she straightens herself and grips her sleeve again momentarily.]

I don't quite understand exactly what's happening here. As it's clearly not a dream, I can only assume that I must have been brought somewhere against my will. If that's the case, should the culprit see and hear this, I demand we meet at once to negotiate my release.

[The woman flattens her jacket, straightening it with her hands as she holds her head high; still, there's an air of uncertainty mixed with her attempt at dignified authority.]

[ooc; Sorry this is late. ;; Tags will be slow/delayed until Monday due to a medical issue and me being off medication for three days. o-orz;; AIM is VerilyErgo if you want to get a hold of me. I'll try my best but apologies if it's slow. >>;]