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[feedutothemeta]

[There's an image of a brunette with dark eyes fussing with the shift that she'd woken up in. She hasn't quite taken the time to change yet, and the surroundings don't exactly comfort her, in spite of the scroll she'd been given. She's definitely looking annoyed though.]

I have no idea what happened or how I ended up here, but I'm really going to assume it's something those idiot simulation soldiers did. Either that or, in spite of all my arguing otherwise, I have completely snapped.

And on the off chance this is real, Queen, you really picked the wrong kind of person for your peaceful garden. I'm a Freelancer. A fighter. Not some kind of builder. What use could you have for me?

I swear, this is the Caboose level of ridiculousness... Communicating through plantlife?

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[nuclearqueen.livejournal.com]

[Kallen throws up a salute as she comes on the screen. Might as well be respectful to a fellow soldier.]

Kallen Kouzuki speaking. The Queen doesn't really care who you are, or what you want. She brought us all here for, as far as I can tell, entertainment. And don't expect to be going home any time soon.

[feedutothemeta]

Washington, formerly of Project Freelancer.

I got that idea from the other responses already. Though to be honest? This actually seems better than home in a lot of ways right now.

[nuclearqueen.livejournal.com]

It has its advantages to a warzone, for sure. Nice to be able to relax. But for the people left behind...[She scowls, then shakes her head.]

Welcome, Washington. Is there anything I can help you with?

[feedutothemeta]

I didn't leave much behind, as it is.

Not really. Guess I just need to start settling in.