[Epsilon is standing in a field of flowers. That isn't so new, as this is the Gardens, but this field of flowers is different, somehow, though in a way that's difficult to put a finger on. The flowers are bright and tall and thick upon the ground, and if one looks carefully, one can see that narrow paths run through them.

Perhaps what's different is that there is an intent to these flowers, a feeling. Someone grew them here for a reason that has nothing to do with the purpose of the Gardens.

Epsilon smiles at the mirror, but it's not clear if she summoned it or if the Vine decided to start recording of its own accord. Regardless, she speaks. She sounds a little tired, a little lost.]

I made this place. I never made anything before, not like this. I wasn't planning to do it. I wanted to create something that could be of use to others, but this--simply happened.

[She begins to walk, and the Vine follows her. It shows that there are statues standing among the flowers. No one else in the Gardens would be able to recognize the people they represent, only Epsilon. Some look like humans, but others more closely resemble machines.]

Humans like to make places in memory of those they've lost. Cemeteries, memorial gardens. Monuments. So I made somewhere like that, for people to visit, to remember their loved ones. You could place statues of them here, or markers. Or anything that might help.

[She pauses.] Does it help? Grieving? [She glances away from the mirror, off to one side, her gaze unfocusing.] I hope it does someone some good.

[Video comes on to show Lady Oscar as she finishes buttoning up her uniform jacket. It seems she's brushed the Vine by accident while getting redressed. She shifts the sword belt on her hip and looks around, before noticing the Vine]

What? [She moves closer to inspect the 'mirror']

Right. The scroll said this was a communication device?

[She pulls herself up and looks straight in to the mirror]

In that case, I am Lady Oscar François de Jarjayes, Commander of the Royal Guard of His Majesty the King of France. I demand to know why you have kidnapped me and your conditions for my release. I assure you, His Majesty will not take kindly to this.

[She sighs, and there's a long pause.]

The information provided seems to indicate than there are others here? Besides the... animals of course. Perhaps, even in this odd circumstance proper protocol should be followed. Would there be someone who would know how to properly apply for an audience with Her Majesty? Perhaps going through proper channels will make her more sympathetic to my situation. While I trust Girodelle implicitly to run the Guard in my stead, I am not fool enough to think my position at court can survive a prolonged absence.

Besides. Rosalie still needs me.

[She sighs and looks around, before standing and restlessly pacing the clearing.]

I would also appreciate directions. I have little desire to go traipsing through the wilderness to little purpose. [A bird trills, and Oscar glances up at it. It flies off to a tree some distance away, then looks back and trills again.] This is not a child's fairy tale. I am most certainly not following some bird.

Back here again.

I should also mention that I don't care to be undressed while I'm unconscious.

[It's nighttime. The only light illuminating the scene on the vine comes from the moon, but if you look closely at the background, you might be able to tell the broadcast is coming from near where the newcomers wake up. And, speaking of newcomers—the girl in the image is one of those. She clasps her white-gloved hands in front of herself as she speaks, looking like the perfect picture of a distressed young lady who has woken up in a strange place with no idea how she arrived.]

E-excuse me... Can anyone hear me? I, I just woke up here, and I don't know where exactly here is... C-can anyone tell me where to find shelter? I have a...a condition. I get sick if I go out in the sun, s-so I need to find somewhere to stay before m-morning...

[She bites her lip, looking utterly distraught. Of course, it's all an act, but it's a very convincing one.]

[Action]

[Though it was becoming late and the sun setting upon the garden, Tsukasa was not yet ready to end her day. As the rays of a setting sun filter through a nearby window she sifts through an immense amount of books with a intense focus on the task at hand. Though, after what seemed like hours of searching, her quest turned up nothing of use, causing the blue haired youth to resign to her fate in a chair for a moment. Her failure seems to have bred a small amount of sadness as a few tears trail down the right side of her face as she sinks ever lower into her comfy chair.

Finally, with no action seemingly left to her, she does as most do in moments of weakness, reach out to friends and other such peoples.]

[voice]
Are any of you familar with demons or other creatures like that? I've been looking for quite awhile for information, but I'm not finding anything useful in this place. Which is honestly a pain because it feels like the Queen is purposely trying to prevent us from learning anything in this place outside of what she wants us to know...

Anyway, In particular, I'm looking for info on a pair of demons named Belial and Belder, It is important...

[There is a new building in the Gardens. It looks something like this, but it's a good deal shorter, only a very small part of the complete, huge structure.

Oddly, there is a huge slash across the center of the building, deep and straight, as if someone or something decided to cut into the building after it was created, but what could cut through metal like that?

The door to the building is open. There is a lobby inside, lit, and an elevator. The elevator only offers two possible floors one can go to: 49 or 67. There certainly don't seem to be that many floors. Yet there are more floors than just two.

When the Vine starts recording, there is no apparent reason for it. The image of the building flickers in and out. If there's something moving, it can't be seen in the mirror at first. The building is displayed briefly a few times before Sephiroth suddenly appears. She regards the Vine with eyes of an even brighter green than usual. There is a large, black wing rising from her right shoulder. She looks somewhat disoriented.]

I appear to be in need of assistance.

[[OOC: Sephiroth isn't dangerous to anyone (unless you want to start a fight with her, but she's always dangerous in that case), she's just suffering from a wildcard and has destabilized somewhat. If anyone wants to show up in person, feel free to either encounter Sephiroth outside or head right into the building.]]