[ Somewhere from where her belongings sit, there's a view of a girl in a clinic bed.

She attempts to sit up and shrug the blankets off of her-- her chest is bandaged entirely; she gives up the effort when she realizes it's still too soon to be moving around. She's been spending most of her time asleep or talking to her visitors or the people in charge of her. She leans back on the bed, a slight wheeze to her breathing because of the constricting bandaging. She hasn't made any effort to contact people until now. She was busy sorting out her mind along with healing. ]

Kris, Gal... I'm sorry, the mansion will be in your charge for a while.

[ That's all she's sat up to say. If Akiha didn't wish to speak for Kohaku's privacy, they at least deserved to know she would be gone for a while. ]

It is an emergency situation. [ For those who know, that voice belongs to Subaru's Intelligent Partner, Mach Caliber. She speaks in an even, artificial tone, and both her dialect and delivery are somewhat awkward. A subtle difference here is that it does not sound like it is being projected from the small teal gem that Subaru carries around with her. No, there is something different... something warmer about her voice.

The mirror turns on and pans up from a shot of Subaru standing in the orchards. She is wearing her full barrier jacket, skates, gauntlets and all of the pieces have some sort of light scorch marks on them. Her face also looks a little marred, and her expression is flat. Perhaps she is in a bad mood? It's hard to tell because she sounds awfully calm for someone making a call about an "emergency". ]

[ It isn't until she opens her eyes — eyes that are a bright, shining teal instead of her usual dark forest green — that most will be tipped off that something is wrong. Then, "Subaru" stared right into the mirror and though her mouth opened as she spoke those words, it was not her voice. ] I require your help.

((ooc: Bodyswap shenanigans! They will be like this for 3 days; if anyone wants to be around when she changes back, let me know~ Also, tell me if the font color is difficult to read and I'll knock it off.))

[Here's a face you might not have seen in a while. And she looks a bit roughed up, with her hair askew and scrapes on her face and hands. What's in her hands though is the entire reason she's posting to the network. It looks a little like this, with various others both the same and different peeking in or bouncing around in the background. The clinic looks to be a disaster zone.]

Would anyone please enlighten me as to what in the hell these things are?

[Black Jack squeezes it slightly and it squeaks in response. Something clatters to the floor from far off, in possibly the kitchen or the den. She gives an exasperated sigh.]

They are not quite animals and not quite plants, but they are tearing my house apart and I'd rather that not happen. And they seem to be having too much fun breaking things to leave.

[She scowls at  the fluffy thing she's holding and it simply flaps it's little leaves as if absolutely nothing is wrong. Obviously Black Jack didn't have a Gameboy as a child.]

Any help in returning them to their natural habitat would be greatly appreciated...