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[location: The Hedge Maze][accidental visual]

Chiana didn't really know how she had arrived in this place. The walls were tall. And green. She had been wondering and had found the entrance. It looked interesting, and being the curious creature that she was, Chiana had gone right in without thinking.

An hour later, she was still lost.

"Hello?" She called out. Why she thought it would work this time and not the last fifteen was something she didn't really think about. She didn't realize that her tablet, which was connected at her wrist, had turned on. "Anyone there?" She made another turn and was positive she had been in this part before, but couldn't prove it so she just kept moving.

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He was safely within the Mountain now, but he recognized the voice enough to give pause--generally, he glanced at the tablet only when it projected holographic images or when he recognized a voice on it. He put down the file he'd been reading, and picked up the tablet, switching it to visual. "Anyone where?"

Chiana glanced down at her wrist, pulling up the screen to see who was talking to her.

"Crichton or Mitchell?" She asked before she continued, not that it really mattered. She waved off the question, realizing neither answer would change the way she continued this conversation. "I'm in this. Place." She didn't really know how to describe it. Instead, she lifted the tablet to show him the tall green walls. "Leafy." She said with a huff of a chuckle.

"Mitchell." At least he had the decency to use visual instead of audio. Despite what some might believe, he actually had no interest in making people believe he was someone with an action hero name.

He was an action hero already, dammit.

Cameron squinted at the image. "They've got that much plantlife here?"

"You tell me." She snorted and turned slowly so that he could see how it surrounded her. "I thought it looked fun. Now I can't find my way out." She gave a small pout, though she was more frustrated with herself than sad about anything. Instead of whining, though, she kept moving, trying to figure out the way out - or the way back where had come. She'd gotten too turned around by now to remember all of her steps.

"So I'm guessing you've never been here, huh?"

Huh. He hadn't the slightest clue where that might be. He might live in a mountain, but it didn't have windows in it, so his view of the city was pretty limited. If Sam were still around, she could have probably used the Asgard Core to transport Chiana out of the maze directly.

"Nope, sorry. I don't get out into the city much." He frowned at the tablet. "I don't suppose there's a machete lying around there anywhere?"

Chiana looked around. "Nope." She kept moving, walking deeper and deeper into the maze. "You know, you're not like Crichton at all. He wouldn't be sitting around on his pleebing fek, waiting for everything to fix itself." There was her frustration, finally bubbling up. Sorry, Mitchell, you're an easy target, sometimes.

"I'm going to take the opportunity to assume all those words I don't know are compliments." Because he could just hang up on you, Chiana. "Where abouts in the city is this maze? I might be able to come over there and help."

Like, with guns or such things that render hedge-mazes ineffective.

"I don't frelling know." She breathed, still frustrated. "Back towards the center of the city." Now she was trying to climb up one of the green walls to see if she could get on top and find her way out. Chiana only made it about halfway before she fell forward slightly and got stuck.

"Frell."

Right. Big ol' bushy maze in the middle of the city. How hard would it be to get there via trams? His upbringing demanded he lend a hand if he could. The irony that--for his double being the 'doer'--he was the one lending a hand to Crichton's friend, not Crichtn to his, was not lost to him.

"Don't let it eat you before I get there, then."

Chiana struggled against the hedge-wall, barely registering that Mitchell was on his way. She flailed for a few more seconds before heaving a sigh and relaxing into the bush. She couldn't get herself out, that much was obvious. She huffed and tried to get into a more comfortable position, but even that seemed impossible at the moment. At least she wasn't upside-down or anything.

DG recognised - for want of a better word - the hedge maze immediately. She knew her way around it instinctively, but at the same time, her childhood memories of happily chasing Azkedillia through the winding paths were hazy at best. (Like so many of her other memories, actually. It wasn't a complete blank, but the fragments she could dredge up always left her feeling a little unsatisfied. She wanted a bit more.)

"Need any help?" she asked, pulling her tablet towards her in order to reply.

Chiana vaguely recognized the voice. She looked at the tablet and cocked her head to the left. She had seen this girl. They hadn't interacted much. Maybe just once. Chiana couldn't really remember. All that mattered was that she was offering some help.

"Yeah. Yeah I do." She laughed and scratched the back of her head.

"It's all right, I know that maze like the back of my hand," said DG, deciding it would be better for Chiana if she didn't mention her fairly selective amnesia. She was about 98% certain that she could find her and get her out again, and that wasn't a bad percentage. "And I think I can probably use this tablet to find you, anyway."

Technology wasn't her strong point - she was a pretty good mechanic, but, when it came to computers and related machinery, she'd always tended to stick to the basics - but it could be that hard to get her to show up on the map.

"It's Chiana, right?" she asked, pulling on her jacket and moving towards the door.

"Yeah, that's right." How lucky was she? Finding someone who knew the maze she had accidentally wandered into? "I'll just, uh, stay put." She looked one way, then the other, keeping an eye out for her savior. Suddenly, the name came to her.

"DG. That's your name, right? I think you told me when you first showed up." She was just talking to pass the time, really. Nevermind that the person at the other end might be trying to concentrate on finding her way to Chiana.

"That's me," she said, messing around with the various buttons on the tablet as she left the Northern Island. One of the problems with living in a giant palace was that it took her quite a while to cross the hallway and get to the door. At least she wasn't too far from the maze.

After a bit of a struggle, DG managed to produce a visual of the dot that indicated Chiana's location. She grinned in accomplishment.

"I won't be too long," she told the other women, then: "What were you doing in the maze anyway?"

Chiana was grateful for the help, and it showed in her smile. She decided to sit, leaning her back carefully against the bush-wall behind her. She glanced at her tablet when DG spoke again, and picked it up.

"Huh? Oh, I just, uh, came across it and wanted to see what it was all about." She shrugged through another smile. "I have this habit of getting into trouble that way." She didn't seem bothered by the trouble, though. It always ended up giving her the chance to meet interesting people like DG.

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