[She's been spending the past few days getting to know the Gardens. It's an odd place, and there are some odd things here, but not many that are stranger to her than the building she finds herself standing before now.

It's a greatly reduced and somewhat battle scarred version of a building she knows well, and she's not sure what it's doing here in such an idyllic spot, in the midst of so many green trees and bright flowers. The earth around the structure looks like it was scorched bare at some point, but the grass is already growing there again, covering the old damages. The Vine has wound itself around the building. It doesn't look like anyone's been there in some time.

But it's not completely abandoned. There's a solitary clockwork robot, silver and spider-shaped, as large as a medium-sized dog, pacing around the perimeter of the building. It comes running up to Aerith as she approaches. She starts, fingers tightening on her rod, but it seems it only wants to greet her, so at last, though still a little wary, Aerith pets it. This appears to make it happy, or about as happy as a robot spider can seem. It circles her, remaining at her feet for the time being.

After a long time staring up at the small copy of Shinra Headquarters, Aerith turns to the Vine. It senses her intent and displays a mirror.]

Hello everyone. Is anyone out there today? If I don't know you already, my name's Aerith.

[The Gardens are such a quiet place, she's not necessarily sure of getting a reply, but it's worth trying.]

Has anyone else found anything familiar here? This building... I know it, from back home. Do you know how it came to be here?

[But that's not the only question that's been on her mind.]

And I was wondering, what were you all doing, before? Right before you came here, I mean.

[It hadn't taken long after her arrival for Vanitas to shred the ridiculous, white dress and grow her normal outfit like a second skin. Commanding darkness had its perks, and now, with the helmet securely in place in place to hide her face, she uses the vine or whatever it is.]

So. Where's this so-called queen? And how do I get back? I have too much to do to be sitting around here, making peace and harmony or whatever.

[She audibly gags at that, actually.]

I'm not some weak little sap.

[She doesn't expect answers, and she feels stupid for even doing it. So she leaves the mirror behind and starts to explore.

Maybe something in this stupid place will appeal to her.]

[The feed opens to the image of a girl with long blue hair wearing oddly shaped headphones, looking both confused and a bit angry she tries her best to appear cheerful at she addresses the mysterious vine. Older residents may recognize her as the Queen of Bel, a girl who had once lived in the garden and controlled demons via a handheld device. One such demon, a small pixie in a blue body suit and red hair, sits upon her shoulder.]

Just a quick question, this is the Garden right? you know, the one where the Queen wanted everyone to fall for each other.

Ask if your girlfriend is here!

Um, ignoring that, if anyone remembers me, my name is Tsukasa.





[ooc:Pixies replies will be in pink.]

[Frowning into the vine is a young woman. The usual white dress of new arrivals has already swapped out for one might assume are her preferred clothes, which is a military-esc uniform in gaudy red and yellow. It's a little ridiculous as far as outfits go, but she wouldn't trade it for the world right now.]

Um, guys? Are you out there somewhere?

[She glances around her. The Gardens are quiet, and more than a little eerie. Besides the wildlife there isn't a soul in sight.]

Is... there anyone here at all?

[The face that appears on the Vine is cheery and bright, and her voice is the same when she starts talking. The woman's outside Seventh Heaven, arms crossed, one of the cats napping in the sun a little ways off.]

Okay, I'll play along for a little bit and believe that kitty cats can tell me what I need to know. [Since it's so ridiculous she might as well have fun with this...whatever it is. They got her clothes and food, at the least.] They can't, however, tell me if this beautiful building by the lake is in use or not, so if they aren't lying this'll get the word out. Who owns it, and if the answer is no one, then I might just go spruce it up-sound good? [It's what she knows, so why not? Though you really shouldn't have to clean in a fantasy.]

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[Alternately, if you want to drop by, she'll be there airing the place out and humming songs to herself. She loves company, so don't feel shy about it-if she thinks she can get your attention, she'll try.]