[In Person] Not quite the usual reality-warping.

[motherofsilence.livejournal.com]

[In the main hall, there's a seventeen year old Alessa sitting on the carpet, legs folded up under her skirt, looking ... very perturbed.]

[She's also in the middle of a patch of small flowers that are inexplicably growing out of the floor; keen observers might notice that there's small flowers dotting the manor all over the place, wherever she's been the past day, marking where she's appeared or disappeared or really done ANYTHING.]

[Every now and then, a patch of floor in front of her that she's staring at will seem to rot away into rusted metal grating covered in unidentifiable stains, some of which look like blood ...]

[And then it'll return to normal, and be quickly covered in flowers.]

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[In Person] Or something. She needs introductions to the real world >.>

[motherofsilence.livejournal.com]

[She gives him a more curious headtilt.]

Controlling a TV image? - yes, I would.

[In Person] WE CAN MANAGE THIS!

[suck-it-up-guy.livejournal.com]

[Getting to his feet again he points over his shoulder towards one of the corridors off to the side.]

The game's room is just down there. C'mon, it'll be fun.