by Gemmalara » Fri Aug 04, 2017 5:32 pm
Having discovered that the projectors of the Danger Room were insulated enough that she wouldn't short them out, Gemma had set aside time in the Danger Room, though in her inexperience she'd forgotten to lock it. It had taken some arguing with the computer, but now she was walking in a forest that couldn't possibly exist on Earth. Everything looks positively primeval with thick-trunked trees and sprawling vegetation. The leaves of the trees are a riot of unnatural colors, reflecting the rainbow and beyond. Low bushes sometimes sway counter to the breeze. Gemma stops to rest her hand on one of the trees, before leaning her forehead against it.
((Open))