[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. The Fall has been prevented, so I thought strange things like this would stop happening. Can someone explain where this is?

Also, I wish to ask about this invitation I received from the cat. [She holds up the scroll given to newcomers.] It says I am one of you. And that "together, we will build." What does this mean? I am able to perform manual labor, but I was built for combat. I may not have been the wisest choice for this task.

( There's a woman coming into view via one of the mirrors. Not too tall, pretty thin, all but drowning in a baggy camo jacket with more pockets that could surely be useful. She's almost got a fragile look to her, the curl to her shoulders and how very pale her skin is. For all that, though, she's curious; turning over leaves and inspecting the Vine, even while she keeps her sweater sleeves twisted around her hands. After a few moments, she gives a little smile. Hesitant, at first, and very small; the smile doesn't do much to indicate she's at ease, though, the next thing she does being glancing over her shoulder nervously. Only after she's stood there for a few minutes does she look directly at the mirror. When she finally speaks, her voice is soft, and marked with a distinct Louisiana accent. ) Guess you're that thing the cats were talkin' up, huh?

( She seems to lapse into thought. What was this thing, why was it here? Why was she here? Sense'd make you think that was the sort of question they heard a lot around here, if anything them felines had to say was true. Checking out the mirror, running her finger along it, she speaks again. ) Well, it's nice to meet you, then. Them cats said this was a good way to get meetin' people 'round here. Uh. Well--

( A long, slow sigh, and she shrugs her shoulders, keeping them raised around her neck, all stiff. Very softly, she continues. ) Seems to me ya'll probably get a whole mess of folks askin' the same questions.

( Her smile is apologetic as her hand strays thoughtlessly to her mouth, letting herself chew at the nails. ) I'm Bonnie. If any of you could get to tellin' me where I could, um. ( she's absently chewing on her lip, now, looking almost anywhere save for the screen proper, fingers anxiously threading through her hair. )
I guess-- Where I could get holda dental floss? And, uh. And I guess... maybe poptarts, or somethin'.

( Clearing her throat, she straightens her back a bit. It lasts a couple of seconds before she just auto-slouches again. Almost too soft to hear she adds, ) I'd be real appreciative. Thank you.

[Video, open to try and get someone's attention]

Excuse me! One of you Incarnae...I want to file a complaint. Is there somewhere I can do that, or shall I just abuse the Vine system until I get a response?

This is the second time someone was sent to the Labyrinth for something I happened to be involved with. Without getting into the ethics of the first time again, this time whichever one of you tossed Reimu and Marisa in the Labyrinth was totally out of line. I checked afterwards, and they didn't even harm any animals more than knocking them out - and it takes some damn fine restraint to stun a rabbit or a bird without killing it, I'll have you know. I should look into this Spell Card stuff, actually, it might help with live arrests.

As for our "fight", that was a game. Surely you couldn't have thought it was serious when I wasn't even using my sword properly? You threw two of your "guests" into that damned Labyrinth over some rambunctious play-fighting and a few knocked-out bunnies. Now, a good solid punch in the face to calm them down, I'd have no objections, but just dumping them in a dungeon to be tortured for a day? Disproportionate, dishonorable, and lazy in its oppressiveness. What kind of operation are you running here? And yes, I know it's you Incarnae who have the real "governing" power here, even if you call your creator a Queen.

*sigh*

Not that I have any way of compelling you to respond, but to the rest of the Gardens, at least, there's my argument.

[Filtered from Xion]

[This time, when Sora broadcasts, she's in the kitchen. Making dinner for the night--delicious stew, it seems like, from what she pulls out of the pot she's cooking in.]

Hey again! I've been working out things for the birthday party for Xion. Mostly how we're going to get her out of the area for the set-up. I could do that, if someone else doesn't mine cooking.

[Stirring the pot, she offers a smile.]

We need to get this plan hammered out.

[End Filter]

...Hey, Gardens. I looked at the calendar today. Turns out I was fifteen as of two days ago. It's... Funny, how fast time flies. I didn't even realize how close it was to my birthday... But it doesn't matter. It's just strange that I've been here long enough to have experienced a birthday here.

[She's going to stir it the other way now.]

Oh! And if anyone wants some stew, I've made plenty. You just have to stop by!

[[OOC: People planning for the party, feel free to threadjack each other!]]

[Amamiya appears, holding up her hand to show the mark she'd acquired after het expedition into the Wild Places.]

I want to invoke my favor from the Incarnae. How do I go about doing that?