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"Dough-nuts… Donuts… Ufufu, a day dedicated solely to a baked sweet? The modern world is truly a blessing…“
"Let’s see, how many can fit on these horns…~?”
❝ Horns, hn? How interesting. ❞
She extended a hand, gesturing somewhat to the box of donuts. ❝ I’d like to try one, ❞ Alice explained conversationally, ❝ so pass one to me too. ❞ Despite bread not being her absolute favorite food, she could always enjoy a pastry no matter the day, especially those with colored glaze. How delightful that there were holidays dedicated to such events.
“Humans vs non-humans? A war? Kahaha! Do humans go to war with their spaghetti-os? Why would a non-human go to war with their source of food? Baffling, truly.”
❝ Kuku, finally someone who understands. ❞ Although she had little clue in regards to ‘spaghetti-os’ -- for now she’d just assume they were pasta related. ❝ Fighting over food is something only idiots do! ❞ It might be a good idea to forget how often she’d bicker with those who made her meals, having gotten quite spoiled in that regard.
“Food is food. Be lucky you have such a wide selection of places to choose from. I’m sure none of you would last a day if the choices given to you were taken away…”
❝ Wouldn’t last? ❞ Oh, now he’s done it. No one knew more about the variety of different food than Alice herself, a born huntress and meat enthusiast. ❝ That wouldn’t be a problem, I’d just catch something, ❞ she said, brow cocked in defiance, ❝ and animals taste better when they’re freshly killed anyway. ❞ Was the stranger implying that he was too incompetent to find food?
❝ Are roses tasty? ❞

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“Looks like I’m sinking back to the bottom of the popularity polls again.”
“Whatever. What else is new?”
❝ Are you boring, boy? You have to be louder and better than the rest! ❞ she piped up, brows set in a determined crease. ❝ Unless you’re.. strange. ❞
“ So let me get this straight…we have another flower festival coming on and then some dungeon thingy too? …How can one make time for both? “
❝ I think we get rid of the flower festival. It sounds.. stupid. ❞
☆ » the rooftops were his only safe place, blissfully reminding him of the times before hive city, so it was always weird to climb down the buildings to ground level. it was a little uncomfortable to be standing around with nowhere to go while everyone else around him walked with a purpose.
this was stupid.
There were many things in the city she had learned to accept, whether that be the many strange occurrences that happened frequently or the types of individuals that inhabited it. Alice had learned to take things as they were -- it was better this way, for her sanity. She could easily feel the vibes of those who were uneasy, however, like second-nature to her ever animalistic traits.
❝ Are you lost? ❞ she asked loftily, crossing her arms and looking the other up and down in a supposed interest.
“I-I… locked myself… out of my home– Oh no…“
Tohru looked around frantically, she wanted so desperately to ask for help but she didn’t want to trouble anyone. “Excuse me..” She finally whispered out, “Do you think you could help me..?”
❝ Help you? ❞ she echoed, eyes narrowing from where she stood. Delicate features defined the stranger’s face and the turn of her small mouth remained unsettled. After a short deliberation -- pseudo, as she liked to appear nonchalant -- Alice gestured with her hand and asked, ❝ what is it? ❞ It was a very simple question.
She lifted her chin slightly in defiance. ❝ Ask nicely and I’ll see what I can do. ❞
@belssiah
❝ Oi, watch where you’re goin–mphph! ❞
Did – did the great Alice Baskerville just trip over the foot of a stranger? Whether it was humiliating or an accident or both, she wasn’t able to tell, her mouth having instead filled with gritty gravel. The young girl then slowly sat up and wiped at her face, expression crumpled in disgust. ❝ Tch, ❞ she said, and then her eyes marginally moved up from the ground towards the perpetrator. He was a healthy -- and startled -- young man. Despite this, Alice bristled in anger and then swung out an accusing finger. ❝ You! I told you to move! ❞

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@noearche
She had, without a shred of doubt, never heard an accent such as this man’s while living in the Hive. The stranger’s words were lilted and softened, particularly pretty in comparison to most she had come across. Was there a specific word for it? She figured it was so. Regardless, Alice decided to act on her whim and approach him, slightly perturbed by an uncanny feeling building in her gut. Their worlds must have been.. similar, in some way, for her to feel like this. The girl would never know just how utterly true a thought it was.
❝ Er -- mister, ❞ she began, remembering the ‘manners’ her surrogate mother had taught her. ❝ Are you looking for something? ❞ Alice paused and allowed a simper to cross her expression, the ever haughty air in her personality surfacing. ❝ If you ask nicely, maybe I’ll help you--! ❞ She was trying -- that had to count for something!
@armouric
❝ You’re really tall, ❞ she commented, blinking sleepily up towards the young man. He was built very roughly with shoulders broad -- huh, did he come from a world where someone as young as he need to be? Strangely enough, that wasn’t all of the vibe Alice was receiving from this stranger. Her intuition was frighteningly accurate when it came to beasts from other worlds, something she had long since developed in her own time. It was probably a quality that came from being a beast herself -- a transforming one, that is.
The brunette narrowed her pupils before asking him the dreaded question, the one thing that would change their meeting from such a normal occurrence to a bigger magnitude. A life-changing event that would shape her entire weekend. Alice breathed in and finally asked, ❝ oi, can you reach the box on the top shelf? I’m trying to bake something at home. ❞
They stood in a grocery store.
@toughxst
While children themselves were definitely present in the Hive, meeting once as young as this one wasn’t as prevalent. How old could she have been-- five, six? It was unfortunate that Alice didn’t have a motherly bone in her body. She was still a child too. Nonetheless, her cheeks swelled as she looked down at the other, hands on her hips in superiority. (Part of her felt smug -- since when did someone as small as she get the opportunity to actually look down on someone? Not once!)
❝ If you ask nicely, I might help you, ❞ she bargained, lips curled into a smirk. It was all a play; the brunette was not nearly as heartless as she tried to be. It was all in good fun, really! Alice continued in her haughty voice, ❝ alright, little girl? ❞
@fieryswxrd
❝ What was that? ❞
It had all happened very fast, Alice thought to herself, having seen the car speeding down the road and the sudden flicker of streetlamps moments before. While she had been prepared to push the blonde girl out of harm’s way -- instinct, really -- the other had simply flinched and every light in the vicinity went out. The car itself had halted abruptly from surprise. Was it magic? Alice had learned of its uses here in the city and of the many powers someone could be born with -- although, this person didn’t seem to be dressed like a mage.
She called out to the driver for him to go around upon walking out into the darkened street, slightly put-off by how his headlights had disappeared aswell. It couldn't have been a coincidence. The sound of tires rolled as she unceremoniously pulled the other woman towards her. Alice asked again, brows furrowed, ❝ what was that, girl? ❞ Her arms then crossed. ❝ You’re lucky I didn’t have to stop the car myself. ❞
It would have most certainly been messy.
i definitely need some threads so like this post for a starter! length honestly depends on what comes to mind. i’ll try my best to post them quickly. there will be no cap until i decide i'm booked up -- like away. totally open for plotting as well!
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░░░░░░ ⚙ GOD damn it. too perfect. a half-assed apology was half-formed on his tongue at the first moment he heard someone gripin’ about his alleged blindness. his immediate assumption was that he was in someone’s way – he wasn’t pimpin’ a white cane or some shit, so that was the only conclusion he could think. but he turns and the brunette –jesus, she has long hair, on some rapunzel shit here – follows up and she doesn’t know what sunglasses are.
holy fuck.
he has half the mind to go along with it because he’s so instinctively into being a douche, but somehow the chance to explain what shades are trumps the idea. probably because he will never get to educate someone about being able to see through them even though the glass is dark and he knows it. he’ll explain. get some motherfuckin science up in this bitch!
❛ nah, not blind. they’re this sweet ass invention called sunglasses. i can see through ‘em. thanks for the, uh, concern? ❜
She didn’t like to admit it -- her wrongs were always meant to be a right -- but the young girl did pause to skeptically squint. Invention? Unfortunately, Alice had grown up in a world where such investments were on the low. It wasn’t until she had traveled a hundred years into the future that she had even seen her first camera, and even that was very far from the technology here. It had taken quite some time for her to figure out how a damned cellphone worked in the first place -- mail that traveled through the air? It seemed impossible.
Nonetheless and with a pout filling her cheeks, she leaned forward in her boots and continued to scrutinize the blond. ❝ I can’t see your eyes, ❞ she reasoned, ❝ so that should mean you can’t see mine either. ❞ Alice straightens up and flicks her unruly hair back in flourish. ❝ Unless this is some, er, new ‘technology,’ then I want to hold them and look for myself. ❞ She would have no way of knowing that this stranger, speaking in a crude way and in modern dress, could be hiding his eyes for a reason. It wasn’t as if it were particularly sunny today, for starters.
She thrusts out a gloved hand and wiggles her fingers a bit. ❝ Give them to me, boy, ❞ or else, she almost added. Old habits to threaten were a bit difficult to break, weren’t they? Alice had learned that power here was unstable.
@djockey
While she had been in the Hive for quite some time and saw strange entities on the daily, it still came as a surprise to run into a person wearing.. who-knows-what on their face. Crossing her arms and scrutinizing the stranger, she tilted her head a smidgen to the right before grumbling, ❝ are you blind? Why are you wearing glasses you can’t even see through, boy? ❞ It was quite possible he were mad; anything could happen in this forsaken city. Her hopes weren't very high.
The brunette huffed noisily, waiting impatiently for other’s explanation. Hopefully he wasn’t stupid -- children here were either extremely educated or as clueless as a wheel of cheese.