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[fallenfreelancr.livejournal.com]

[The important things out of the way, Meta having found her armor and finally gotten the cats to leave by reading their silly little scrolls, she makes use of the vine to try and gather more information. At this point, she didn't care about any gardens, didn't care about any Queen; her only drive was the AI she'd had and the one she'd been persuing. They were there moments ago, she'd find them again.]

[The vine records a written message in sharp, angular writing, penned by a hand that's known more anger and less sanity than any woman has the right to know.]

WHERE AM I
WHERE IS EPSILON
WHERE IS TEXAS



I DEMAND TO KNOW

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[urbanwonderland.livejournal.com]

I don't know of a person or place called "Texas". But I do know of a person here going by the name "Epsilon". She's a friend of mine, actually! Not sure where she is at the moment, but I'm sure she'll turn up. Are you by chance another artificial lifeform?

Oh, and you're in the Garden. I won't bore you with a lot of description-- save to say that no one is certain where we are, but that we do know we aren't going anywhere any time soon. A pamphlet about this place can be found in the library. Just let the cats lead the way!

[fallenfreelancr.livejournal.com]

[Meta's purring to herself, sure that she's just a few more pokes closer to finding Epsilon's location.]

[As for herself being an AI, however, that seeps in and sours her mood immediately.]

[She pauses for a brief moment, trying to calm herself from the outburst. It gives her a chance to actually listen to what the other woman was saying, and that left her grumbling a little.]