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[deathtrapping.livejournal.com]

[It's nighttime. The vine shows what appears to be a disoriented young lady, oblivious to the presence of the mirror. In truth, that's not exactly the case; the mirror had been deliberately called, and the apparent confusion is mostly an act. Grace is just doing her best to establish herself to anyone who might be watching as a poor, helpless little girl, pathetic and in need of coddling. She stands from where she had been seated, blinking owlishly and distractedly smoothing the skirt of the white arrival's dress.]

Am... Am I dreaming...?

[No, of course she's not dreaming—that would be too convenient. But it's not like she really has a home to return to, so rather than being upset or enraged by her abduction, she merely finds it annoying. Still, it's annoying in the worst possible way, so she has to fight to keep the helpless stutter in her voice when she speaks next.]

B-but... I thought this place was just something I imagined...

[She turns then, pretending to catch sight of the mirror for the first time.]

Oh! H, hello. [She smiles an uncertain smile.] I d-didn't realize you were th-there. Are, are you showing this to everyone? A-are the people I met before still here...? Please... I d-don't want to be alone in this place...

((ooc: Yeah so I got bored sooner than I expected. Tags will still probably be a bit slow, sorry!))

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[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

[As usual, Zenobia's always excited to see a new face.]

Oh, hello there! You're very cute. Is there anything I can help you with?

[deathtrapping.livejournal.com]

[Damn right she's cute. She can't come out and say that, though, so she just fakes low self-esteem instead.]

C, cute? U-uhm, thank you very much!

Ah... Th-this is the Gardens, isn't it? I've, I've been here before, s-so...

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

[Oh my god that face. So adorable. Congratulations, you officially have a Zenobia in the palm of your hands]

You're so welcome.

Yes. You're back, then. I guess I wasn't around when you were here before. Which is a pity.

[deathtrapping.livejournal.com]

[That was unexpectedly easy. Not that Grace is complaining.]

I, I didn't think this place was real... Wh-when I woke up at home, everything seemed fuzzy, like it had just been a dr, dream.

A, a pity? B-but it's good if you weren't here, right...?

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

Oh. I've heard other people who went home say similar things when they returned. I'm not sure why that happens.

No. I like being here. Back in my own world, I was sealed away. [She stretches the single wing on her left shoulder.] I'm not exactly normal, so people back home weren't fond of me.

[deathtrapping.livejournal.com]

O-other people? S-so... Th-this has h-has happened to others, too?

Oh... [She studies the wing for a moment, then sets her face into a sympathetic expression. She's curious about what this girl is, but it would likely be rude to outright ask, so she makes herself refrain.] I, I'm sorry. Y-you seem very nice to me.

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

Yes. My landlady, Miss Grell, came back, just to name one person.

Oh, thank you. [She smiles, almost beaming.] No worries, I don't let it bother me. I'm always so pleasantly surprised to find people who aren't offended by my wing. You seem very nice, too. I like you.

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[shanghaiworld.livejournal.com]

Hello.

[deathtrapping.livejournal.com]

Oh! A-Alice, you're still here?

[shanghaiworld.livejournal.com]

Oh, no. I'm just a dream.

[deathtrapping.livejournal.com]

[That earns an indignant little pout.]

Alice! D-don't be mean. I, I'm still trying to get my b-bearings...

[shanghaiworld.livejournal.com]

[a chuckle from over here]

So, thought all of this was a dream?

[deathtrapping.livejournal.com]

Th, that's right. I j-just woke up in my bed and all m-my mem-memories of here seemed fuzzy...

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[volticcrush.livejournal.com]

[The smile that Larxene shows in the mirror is decidedly smug.]

Well, well, look who's returned to us. It's the poor little lost girl~ Remember where your food is, darling?

[deathtrapping.livejournal.com]

[Oh, it's you. Grace is not pleased by this in the slightest, and it shows in her expression, her timid smile melting away. She doesn't break character otherwise, though, still stuttering when she replies.]

Y-yes, of course.

[volticcrush.livejournal.com]

[Larxene just rolls her eyes at that stutter. Please.]

You don't have to act with me, monster girl. I know what you are. You're just embarrassing yourself~

[deathtrapping.livejournal.com]

I have no idea what you're trying to say.

[The stutter is gone, though, and her tone is a haughty sniff.]

[volticcrush.livejournal.com]

I'm saying that you don't have to pretend to be the sweet little darling. You're caught out~ But I don't think our relationship has to be nasty, do you? We can be friends.

[Go on Grace, you can trust that smile.]

[deathtrapping.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't trust it at all. Still, she would prefer having an ally rather than an enemy, or at least someone silent about her vampirism, so she'll take the bait.]

And just what would being friends with you entail?

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

Welcome back to the zoo.

I don't think you have to worry about being alone here.

[deathtrapping.livejournal.com]

Oh! H, hello.

It, it would be scary not to know anyone, though...

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I guess, but then it shouldn't be too hard to get to know people. Most of the people here seem pretty cool, anyway.

[deathtrapping.livejournal.com]

I, I guess. I-it's just that I'm not v-very good at making friends...

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

Really? Seems like it wouldn't be that hard for you. Other than I guess the whole shy thing.

We lost a bunch of people a while back, but there's a bunch of us still around, so you're probably safe anyway.

[deathtrapping.livejournal.com]

Mm. Th-there's that, and...

W-well, I'm glad. N-not that people are st-stuck here, b-but that I'm not alone.