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[it's been a while, Plane, but Lucy's back and sitting on the outskirts of that little forest that was brought here quite some time ago. she isn't really paying attention to her surroundings, focused instead on her hands. the ground around her is littered with what looks like pieces of leaves.

oh wait, no. those are butterflies. oops.

Lucy doesn't really seem to care about the carnage, instead still staring at her fingers, each digit stained red. then she starts laughing -- that unhinged, lost-sounding laugh she had when she first came to the Plane

please don't mind her crazy]