Getting out of the 'house'. [Open]

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Now that the crisis concerning the clock and the children were over, she couldn't be more thankful. The gurgling roar that filled her mind had died down to a more manageable but similarly annoying simmer that continued to give her plenty of reason to be eternally displeased. Still, if she planned to be anything more than a lethargic shut-in, it would require her to brave the 'babbleroar'.

Mulling over her choices for some time, she eventually decided on Hydroponics and made her way there. With the minimal amount of time she'd actually spent on Earth after joining with the Superhomeys, most of her encounters with the natural world were only conjured up from the depths of her memories.

She began walking through the wide expanse of shrubs, trees and other vegetation, intent on both relaxing and rebuilding her mental imaging of how forests and jungles were actually supposed to appear.

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"...Say that again and they might start moving up the list," he said, grinning lightly. "But no worries. I know where my gender tends to focus, and let's just say that I know most of them are more interested in the part of the steeple that holds the church bells."

He paused, then snickered. "Oh, there's a terrible joke about an 'organ' in that metaphor, isn't there?"