14th Vine

[woodsiequeen]

[Gosh and golly, 773 Bunker Street sure looks different today! You can barely even see the house buried under the lush, wild forest that sprang up around it overnight. It's a Christmas miracle! It's the kind of thing Viktoria would love, in fact, it's exactly what she asked for!

So why is she on the other side of the street, huddled on the curb in her nightgown, covered in lacerations and bruises and rocking back and forth? It looks as if she barely escaped a brutal attack. That can't be good.]

Comments

Sorry for late. =(

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

[Wildlife problems unite. The woman who approaches is wearing a cat as a hat and another two as a cape. She looks extremely ticked off.]

Oh, look. It's a Christmas miracle.

No worries!

[plantenough.livejournal.com]

What else could be expected from the spoiled children that hold us in their filthy hands?

[She eyes the cats.] I see you have your own surprises.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Although I think I preferred your house when it was just one rabid tree rather than twenty.

These are harmless.

[plantenough.livejournal.com]

[She laughs darkly.] They are only harmful to me. I cannot even find my servant, though I fear it has joined them as well. The cruelty of this place is certainly not subtle.

Nonetheless, you don't seem very pleased with them.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

You'd better stick to begonias in the future. Far less likely to cause damage when they turn feral.

I'm not a big fan of felines, no.

[plantenough.livejournal.com]

[Hmph.] If I had my way, every plant in this town would bend to my will.

Is that so? I find them to be charming creatures. [And warm. She wouldn't mind having one draped across her right now, because damn it's cold out here.] I assume your 'gift' is to put up with them until further notice?

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

I can't complain. Compared to some other 'gifts', this is about as mild as I could have hoped.

[plantenough.livejournal.com]

Indeed.

[Says the person who was almost beaten to death by a forest.]

Do you have a spare coat, by chance?

Sorry for late; a lot of stuff came up. Feel free to ignore.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Not on me, no.

But I suspect you need this a good deal more than I do.

[And as simply as that, Susan's coat is handed over. She doesn't appear to be especially cold despite it.]

HOW DARE Y- nah j/k

[plantenough.livejournal.com]

[She's more than happy to accept it. Oh, sweet, merciful warmth!]

Thank you. Rest assured that this kindness will be repaid.

[Congratulations, Viktoria now owes you a favor. And where she comes from, favors are serious business.]

=(

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Don't bother. The drone woman who lived in my house previously seems to have owned seven sets of the exact same clothing.

[plantenough.livejournal.com]

As did mine, but as you can see... [She nods to the forest that currently wants her blood.] Anyway, I insist. You never know when calling in a favor may come in handy.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Do as you please. But I don't expect to call in anything.