( Introspection )

[ V I D E O ]

[ The Vine's mirrors show the image of a scrawny seventeen-year-old girl. ]

Hello, good day. Nice to meet you! Nice to meet everyone. It seems that, as strange as it may be, I have been accosted here against my will. From what I have heard, I am not alone in this matter; please welcome me and help me nonetheless. I am...

[ She pauses for a moment, as though the following words require will to say despite having said them so many times over in her life with such fervor. ]

...The Detective, Furudo Erika.

[ ...Another pause, this one much longer. Should she...? What good will it do? No, avoiding her fate would do even less good. ]

...M...M-Master Bernkastel, if you can hear: I d-d-d-d-demand r-r-request a-a-ask to speak to you as soon as possible. P...P-Please.

[When the vine turns on, it's pretty obvious that the teenage girl in front of it didn't mean to turn it on. She's pacing back and forth, muttering to herself. Her long ivory hair is gathered in one ponytail to the side of her head, and it swings as she moves.]

Was it Kyubey? It's possible, but...

[She stops, having caught a glance of the vine pointed to her. She bends down in front of it to get a better look.]

This is the communication device, then?

To whomever this is broadcasting: If someone could tell me more about this place, I would be very grateful. And if anyone has seen a girl with dark hair named Kirika, please tell me. She's a very important friend.

[She pauses momentarily, a pensive expression on her face, before saying:]

Akemi Homura, if this is your doing, know that you won't get away with this for long. A petty trick like this will not stop me.

[Having made her museum and library in collaboration with Reeve, Kuja is suffering from what she considers a terrible side effect. Her beautiful adornments and differences have been stripped from her, and now she resembles a common Genome, plain, fair-haired, and with her tail showing. How humiliating. For the time being, she is only communicating via voice, though if one is nearby, one might encounter her in person.]

I have at last completed my work on the museum and library I promised. [She is standing near the Vine and uses the video function for long enough to display the structures as they stand in the midst of a clearing, but she stays out of view for the most part--but was that a flash of golden tail on one side of the mirror?] One may here find the art and literature of many worlds, assembled for the enlightenment and enjoyment of all. A collection without peer! Art here is not censored, not limited to a narrow range of subject matters. Thank you to all those who contributed to this project, and to those who would like to contribute in the future, we have more room in our halls and on our shelves.

Perhaps in future, I will add a theatre, so we may put on fine performances here.

If you would like to visit, you have only to ask the felines that patrol these grounds. I myself have no time to serve as a tour guide.

[[OOC: If interested, you may reply to Kuja here or go to the related log and do whatever you wish! Go crazy! Though not in a world-destroying way, like Kuja.]]