The Flower Garden. How many times has Fiona read this book since embarking on this little trip? Too many. She has been reading it since she was a little girl; it was one of the few things she had left of her mother. The one book she always brought with her on trips, wherever she went. Mostly she read it when she went on hunting trips with her father before all this. Now this book brought her comfort, kept her close to her family.<br/><br/>She was completely immersed in this book. But that was fine by her, was use to being by herself. She preferred it, especially when she had her nose in some book, with a nice, warm cup of coffee by her side. A lot of times, she was left to her own devices whenever she would go on hunting trips with her father. Honestly, outside of reading and hunting, among other things, she has never really picked up any other hobbies. It was all fine and dandy for her.<br/><br/>Fiona had become so quick at reading that it often worked in her favor. It was a great time killer. Like right now, when she didn’t have much else to do. Everyone was off doing their own thing.<br/><br/>The most memorable part of the book was coming up. The one where the girl realized the garden was magical. Fiona’s favorite part, she always adjusted her position when reading it.<br/><br/>Sadly, however, she was not going to be finishing that little section.<br/><br/>It all happened in one big flash. There was a crash, and she jerked forward. The next thing she knew, she was flat on the floor, buried under some pillows, cans, and a chair among other things. What remained of her coffee had been spilled all over her. They had evidently hit something hard. Or something had run into them. Either way, she wast not happy about it one bit.<br/><br/>Taking in a deep breath, Fiona pulled herself out from underneath everything. The place looked like shit.<br/><br/>There was some static on the comm., but it died before she could reach it. Too much shit to step over just to get to the other side of the room.<br/><br/>Fiona eventually made it out into the hall, looking to meet up with the others. Ahead, she heard Tora call out. “I’m here. I’m alright. Still alive… I was just down the hall when shit went to hell,” she was still a little shaken so her words came out a little quicker than she wanted. She looked around, noticing, with relief, Zin and Aestria were there with her. “I haven’t seen Corentin…” She ran a hand over her face, “Jesus… This is fantastic.”