[She makes a delighted noise, touching the mirror in front of her.] Oh, wow. These vines are so neat. I never knew they could do this.

[She's transfixed for a moment before she looks around her again.]

Has anyone seen a young man around here? He's kind of my guide. He's taking me to see the lanterns. I can't make it without him.

[She stands around nervously.]

[Dominique has already found her own possessions and changed out of the dress into her own well-worn jeans and t-shirt. There's a very slight frown between her brows as the mirror begins filming, and she's quiet for a time, unsure if this is really what the cats had told her or some sort of joke. Left with little other option, though, she starts talking.]

I am told this is a communication system. I don't know who I am communicating with, but I would hope some contact with this 'Queen of Hearts'. I have questions that these scrolls the cats keep giving me do not answer.

[She pauses for a moment, looking away at one of the cats in question, but decides not to pursue that point and turns back.]

Most importantly, I would like to request to be returned. I'm sure your organisation is just, but I have my own alliances, and I do not need to be protected or have my needs met.

[She tilts her head ever so slightly, as if considering, but decides that is all she has to say.]

I will wait here for your response.

What kind of ridiculous-

[Shredding some plants...]

-Garden has a labyrinth pop out of the earth-

[Stomp, yank.]

-Without checking to see if anyone is inside first!? The nerve, it's not right! Lo, I need tea. Immediately.

[Dot in the Garden. Right. Right... Whatever. She's ignored the cat, the scroll. Has found her clothes and is yanking into them furiously, completely oblivious to the vine, not that she has any damn modesty in the first place.]

Fuck this. [She turns her head, looking around herself with narrowed eyes.] Jacob! This isn't funny! And what the hell is this ugly ass dress. Do I look like I belong in white? I haven't been a virgin in over a fucking century, you prissy ass monk.

[She gets no answer, and she kicks at the flowers huffily before pushing herself up to her feet.]

This is Hell. This is Hell, Jacob, and you didn't fucking unleash me, you enormous prick! We had a deal! I talk to Priest and I get to go with Bal. Isn't lying a sin or some shit, or do you not care about that kind of thing? I bet you don't.

[...He should be here by now. She puts up a fuss, he hears her and comes and makes that face her and goes 'Dot.' and she goes 'What?' and he smiles and solves all her problems. Where is he.]

Goddamnit, don't ignore me! I didn't do anything. ...Okay, fine! I fucked Bal again, but you didn't say I couldn't and he's a fun ride, it's not like you're jealous, you dusty old celibate. I totally had to tell that demon I wasn't going to jerk off your brother though, it was creepy.

[She pauses again, waiting. That should do it. It should. He'll come and defend Esau's virginal honor or whatever. But he doesn't appear and she frowns sullenly.]

...Fine. Fuck you too, send the damn dog when you want me home again, you asshole.

It was late, in fact it was an hour by which all good little girls should be sleeping, lest their mother's scold them for such naughty behavior. But, the purple haired youth known to most as Yuki was not a good little girl this night, as she burned the midnight oil in the garden's massive library, a place she had now called home for quite some time. It seemed she has spent the course of many hours writing out upon a blank sheet of paper all she had compiled upon the nature of this world, it's queen, and it's true purpose.  Eventually, despite the advanced hour of darkness, she saw fit to share her findings yet again with her fellow women.

"To those listening, I belive I have found the limits of research that can be done for now on the subject of the nature of this reality. Because of this, I have recorded what little new I have found out on paper and placed it in the front of the library, I hope it proves useful to any who wish to delve deeper into the mysteries of the universe, or for new residence unfamiliar with this place. 

As for new information, I have, I believe, confirmed the nature of the Queen as that of a multi-dimensional being capable of creating data from thin air. This was confirmed upon the anyalization of her address following the "events" of the last month. As I could not determine even the fact that she existed in the same layer of reality as the other beings residing in this world. Logic dictates she either does not exist, a conclusion I quickly gave up on, or that she is  a being beyond normal, or even extra-normal, comprehension. This both a break through and set back, as it was useful to set up a context for all of this but also in that it proves to be a obsetical to my own work. As, I cannot study something that does not exist on any accessible plane of being. This ends my report. If any of you wish to know more I am in the library and will be so for the foreseeable future." 

[Sae appears to be busy today looking for ingredients for a new recipe that she thought she would try out. She was so busy infact that her clothes were covered in dust and dirt.

She didn't seem to notice though, as she was too busy picking ripe apples off of the trees]

There! [she squeaks with excitement] All d-done [she tries to pick up her basket, but cannot seem to get it] h-huh?

[she pulls a bit harder.. and then tumbles onto the ground with a hard 'BUMP']

O-ouch!

[help her?]

Poor, poor Tsukasa, no sooner had she made headway to normalizing her life in the garden, via getting her demons unsealed and finally understanding the lay of the land among other activities, had she been once more struck by fate's arrow and thrust into yet another awkward situation. Suffice to say the chocolate going around last week had affected her, as it had many girls in the garden, in such a way as to throw the smallest spark of admiration into full blown, yet reserved, attraction. The events of those days stuck out in her mind like a nail upon wood, and like that nail, very much refused to remove themselves quietly.  Now, in a bid to drown out awkwardness with mindless repetition, Tsukasa can be found parked in front of a computer in the garden's rustic arcade, randomly flipping between the silly net games and the wikipedia article on romance.

[filtered to Batgirl]

[Hikari doesn't like the feeling of seeing someone dead and not even knowing their name. If she had the Vine, she's going to find out. And there's someone who is at least a little bit trust-worthy and might not be hesitant to talk about it.]

Batgirl, it's Hikari. I need to ask you something... About the person who was killed.

[action]

[Later on, one can find Hikari at the Orchard, stocking up on supplies to use as ingredient in her meals. Bother her?]

[There's been time. Teresa has had plenty of warnings. She knows that the chocolates aren't quite right. She wonders if they work on people like her. On silver-eyed witches. It won't hurt anyone if she finds out, right? It'll be an experience. Almost a little like being human again.

The video opens on Teresa holding a small pink wildflower and smiling into the mirror.]

What should I say? I think I know.

All of you here. Every one of you. You're so beautiful, I could lose my head just looking at you.

[She may have had the Raspberry Temptation, but she's still kind of a troll.]

[There's a teenaged girl peering into the mirror rather curiously. For a new arrival, she looks pretty unconcerned about her strange surroundings.]

Is this how this thing works? I hope so — otherwise I'd be talking to myself, and I'm pretty sure I don't have the answers to my questions. So that wouldn't be much help.

Anyway, I'm sorry to be asking such a silly question, but I was wondering if anyone could tell me what kind of place this is. It's lovely, but it's... not exactly where I was expecting to find myself just now.

[ So, this is not filtered because Emilia doesn't... grasp the whole vine mechanics, so she's just bothering all of you girls. ]

Yes, huh, Tifa, I believe? I think that's your name-- you helped me with the, you know, flowers. [ There's a pause. She hates that the event actually happened. Has the scar to prove it, too. ] I heard that you have a bar? I was wondering if you needed a chef-- or just someone to help you around? I'm a chef. [ Kind of. It's not really a lie, she does have the talent and the academics, but she was never actually professionally one. ] I know you can't pay, but, really, who cares in this place? I just need something to do before I go insane. I've been smoking, reading and drinking wine ever since I got here and I'm starting to itch for some productivity.

While I'm at it, I suppose I could ask you what do you enjoy eating. I could try to make some of your favourite dishes. [ There's some more silence. And then she says, ] As long as they are not strange foods. Only normal food. Earth-food. No... dragon meat or unicorn flesh. Or whatever it is that you eat.

[Sephiroth is seated on the ground, bonding with the Vine. They're getting along quite well when the Vine starts transmitting, since Sephiroth is petting it as one might a cat. Sephiroth has had some Strawberry Creme chocolate, and although she's still Sephiroth, and so not at all bubbly, she is smiling. Anyone who has spoken to her before will find her manner cheerier and more open than her usual coolly polite gravity. She is also rather chatty. For Sephiroth.]

This Vine and I are very much alike. Aren't we? [This question is addressed to the Vine, but Sephiroth shortly returns her attention to the mirror.] We were both created for a purpose, to serve others.

When I was young, I used to play with the experiments before they were sent away, though I don't believe I was allowed to do that. I lived in a big house. If I looked out the windows, I could see the mountains, but I wasn't permitted to leave, so I played inside. There was a basement... [She pauses, her eyes glowing brightly green as she strives to recall the details, to regain her lost childhood memory. It remains lost, and she lets it go.] I don't remember it well, but the Vine reminds me of that time, and the experiments.

I had no friends until I joined SOLDIER. And then, not until I met Angeal and Genesis. We were drawn to each other. I'd never been drawn to anyone before. Now, again, I must do without them. Having had no other friends, I have not previously experienced--the absence of friends. I miss them.

[There is a long pause, though Sephiroth's mood of earnest lightheartedness does not falter. She sounds thoughtful and eager when she next speaks.] I don't wish to be alone. Speak to me. Tell me about your worlds. I like that idea. Other worlds. Traveling from world to world. Tell me anything. I want to know everything.