1st Bloom ~ Voice | Open

[nephentes_rajah]

[ It's a familiar voice that greets the Gardens today. Familiar here to some of its older residents; recently known to the nosier visitors from Gensokyo; a voice long-since unheard from to captives from Makai. ] —n't you a clever little thing~? [ The low voice comes from out of nowhere. It isn't the typical accidental broadcast, though it might seem that way. The vine had unfurled upon an unspoken request for an audience, complying in the only manner it knows how.

The woman on the other end of the line, stroking the petals of the plant and cooing as if admiring a purring kitten's soft fur, continued on as if she had not noticed that she could be heard. ] What a delightful trick. Can you tell me how you've come to be able to do something such as this?

[ The vine is silent. ]

.... hmm. How disappointing. [ That voice took on a mote of annoyance. ] I'll just have to seek out your source and see for myself. It sounds like it could be... fun. [ There is quiet chuckle that accompanies that word, but it is one laced with sinister intent. She'll decipher the secret magic of this place if she has to tear it apart brick-and-branch to do it. The invitation said "to use the vine"; it didn't place any limits on how. ]

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[nephentes_rajah]

That reminds to be seen. But it isn't as if sudden weather changes have bothered me much, before... [ Though it was annoying, it had its benefits.

She rises to her feet and stretches her hands up above her head. ] I believe I'll go exploring.

[cleaningstop]

That's a good idea! There's a lot see and... take in, yes!

[Looks like Meiling might live for another day. Life is good.]