[Hmm, okay, status check.]

[Whereabouts? Worry about them later.
Food? Conspicuously absent.
Hat? Check.
Garden? Check.
Gardener? Hmm.]

[...Okay, time to get to work.]


Hello, everybody! I was just wondering if I could bother anybody to ask if they've seen my gardener around anywhere. She's about yea tall, white hair, very serious expression, likes to cut things with swords. Oh, and half ghost, I suppose that would stand out a bit.

I'm fairly sure this isn't part of my garden, but it's still gotten a teensy bit out of control. Somebody needs to get the plants in order.

Thank you!

A master being captured by her own servants, then thrown in prison while the underlings take over?

If I didn't know better, I'd think that the Queen and her lot were human.

[After the events of this thread, Mami can be found in the Gardens. She's become very....popular with the local wildlife; there's a fox snuggling in her lap, rabbits nestling contentedly by her feet, a quail perching on her knee and a cat nuzzling her arm.

For awhile, Mami silently preoccupies herself with petting all her animal admirers. For awhile, she focuses on them and not what occurred inside the Labyrinth, not the lurking idea that everything she saw was a horrible illusion. (She deserves for it all to have been real, so that cannot be. Never mind the sudden vanishing of all those bloodstains....) Then she reaches out to a nearby Vine, speaking to it, and the plant obliges her with a mirror shrouded in leafy boughs.

She's very tired, but still smiling- although the expression itself seems...a little less there, a little more whittled down. To those who might notice that sort of thing, anyway.]

I don't suppose this kind of behavior is normal for these creatures? Not that I mean to fuss- this is rather nice. I never had a pet before, or anything similar.

[a pause to scritch the cat, who has by now become quite persistent, behind the ears]

.....However, that's not important right now. I don't know if I was able to save the Queen. Please, has anyone heard from Miss Harlaown or her daughter, Vivio? They went into the Labyrinth with me and I've yet to hear from them.

I can only hope they're safe.

[The vines drop open scrolls, revealing someone writing in neat, fancy handwriting.]

This is Sabrina, for the Gym Leaders and other Pokemon trainers. When speaking with Misty, we discovered that our memories of people and events seemed different. It's odd enough to concern the both of us.

Therefore, as the senior Gym Leader present and in accordance to the rules of the Pokemon Association, I am calling to order a meeting to discuss this and other matters. Hopefully we'll be able to figure out why our memories seem so different.

It will be held in the Library. What time will be you all be available for this?

[It is amended some time later.]

The time is now. Please join me at the Library.

[A frightened-looking girl with short hair despite her icons can be seen in the mirrors. She's just so scared and helpless! She doesn't know what to do! She doesn't seem to realize there's a recording going on.]

Make use of the... vine? What does that m-mean...? Um-- I'm so confused, what do I...?