Heliotrope grabbed her braids, curling them into the loops of hair they normally were. She tied them up with the one tie she had. They weren't like they normally were, and Helio didn't like it. But she would have to deal with it. Helio turned and looked around, eyeing other gems. Helio walked over to the other gems, her red rabbit plush in her hands.  She sneezed softly, hands relinquishing her grasp on the plushie. Her vision blacked and Helio crouched down. White hands fumbling around for the small item. Her hands touched the plushie and her vision returned. But Helio accidentally knocked the rabbit asie again. Her hands flew to the ground looking for the rabbit.