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[made-of-science.livejournal.com]

Oh dear, this is terribly unpleasant...

[Vitalia appears on the Vine, windswept and soaking, cradling a few potted plants and struggling to keep a pleasant demanour.]

er, could I please get some assistance? I'm afraid my greenhouse has been, er, compromised, and I must get my specimens to shelter immediately! I wouldn't trouble any of you, but I'm simply not equal to the task on my own!

[A pane of glass shatters in the background, and her brave face falls. She flinches and screams. After a moment, she recovers slightly, her voice shaking.]

i... i would greatly appreciate whatever aid could be offered.

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[existwithoutme.livejournal.com]

I would not say it were possible if it were not. [Kuja gestures with one hand and a cloud of light forms around Vitalia, glitters, then dissipates, though it leaves its magic behind.] There you are.

[Kuja makes a noncommittal noise at the mention of favors. She very much doubts there's anything Vitalia can do for her, and she's already having second thoughts about all this helping. Yet she begins to assist in gathering up the specimens.]

[made-of-science.livejournal.com]

[She marvels at the magic for a moment before remembering the whole "emergency evacuation" thing. She starts in the direction of the mansion, hugging her own load to herself, face set with determination.]

[existwithoutme.livejournal.com]

[Kuja flies ahead. She is hampered by the storm, though she travels much faster than Vitalia, and by the time she heads back, Vitalia is still trudging toward the Mansion.]

Shall I take more of them for you? [She is being quite gracious today, but it's unlikely she'll offer to help anyone else, at this point.]

[made-of-science.livejournal.com]

I believe this is the remainder, here. [She hefts her collection; even down an arm and a couple of tentacles, she has a lot of holding ability.]

[existwithoutme.livejournal.com]

Then you seem to have the matter well in hand, now. I deposited your specimens in the building. [She gives one of her dramatic bows, queenly in manner in spite of her rain-drenched state.] If there is nothing else...?

[made-of-science.livejournal.com]

y- yes... thank you ever so much for your help, Miss Kuja! [She attempts a curtsey in return. This... is not the best curtsey ever.]

I suppose not... I'm already quite in your debt! Do take care of yourself, won't you? [And she gives a grateful smile before stumbling forward toward the mansion]