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       ❝ Alliiiceeeeee~! ❞ Break called out, arms extending the scarf he made especially for her~!

                 ❝  Glen — !! ❞    AS PER USUAL VIOLET HUES FOLLOW HIM.  Excitement courses through as hurried steps are taken to greet him. Oz in hand & a beautiful smile plastered . . . and Of course, the usual question greets him ——    ❝ Did you bring any meat !? Did you? Did you?  Actually, I know you did, OZ THOUGHT AS MUCH!  ❞   And though she acknowledges that he’s never actually SPOKEN to her,  SHE’S ABLE TO SENSE “HIM” IN THERE AND HIS EMOTIONS.   /    ❝ … ?  ❞  Tilting her head to the side slightly, she eyes him. Unlike his usual attempts to keep her at bay with his finger, which she often finds herself mimicking ( To him, Oz and Cheshire too. )  He holds his fist out. At first, she simply eyes it. Wondering whether he wishes to hand her something. Though that thought is quickly abandoned because unlike HER, she doesn’t prefer things like jewelry. THOUGH STILL, IF IT WERE HIM — SHE WOULD PROBABLY ACCEPT THE GIFT.   Slowly she raises her hand trying to imitate him once again, reaching out and allowing their knuckles to make contact. The excitement and build up is too hard to contain, not to mention learning something new — leads her to experience …

            ❝  Oi, Raven — Put me down !! ❞   A HEARTFELT ORDER WAS GIVEN,      rather than the usual demands.  Worries and urgencies quite present in her voice as she speaks once again. ( THEY DON’T HAVE TIME TO WASTE LIKE THIS … BECAUSE —) Grasping a handful of his hair, she protests once again.   ❝ I can walk just fine on my own! ❞ Honestly, she probably could manage.  A few broken bones aren’t something she’d complain about, not when  ❝  Why don’t you go after Oz !? He’s fighting bushy hair, isn’t he?  … IF HE USES B-RABBIT’S POWER AGAIN, THEN — THE SEAL MIGHT ADVANCE !!! ❞    Violently she starts to shake her body, trying to make him loosen his hold.  She, herself had tried not to usurp B-Rabbit’s power during her fight with the quiet girl ( A brief moment of distraction landed her in the current state she’s in — OH SHE’LL DEFINITELY GET HER BACK FOR THIS )    … fearing it might cause the seal to advance and allow the power of B-rabbit to dissipate further from her body.   /  Finally, managing to get one of her legs free, she dangles all of her weight to that direction, until she’s finally able to get down & stand thanks to the support of the nearby walls. 

                            ❝ Alice … ❞  VIOLET HUES CLOSE WITH UNCERTAINTY   and perhaps a bit of annoyance. Though she already knew at this point; SHE SHOULD TREAD VERY CAREFULLY.  /  If her mirror image seemed to be crying,   her natural instinct would obviously be to find the one who had dared to taunt her.      ( A rarity, considering everyone was quite aware that IF SUCH A THING WERE TO OCCUR, B-RABBIT ALICE WOULD HAVE BURIED THEM SIX-FEET UNDER. )  Yet, it’s a bit hard to trust the words and tears accompanied by the ‘snow-white princess’ when she’s the president of the drama club, has starred in practically all shows thats ever been put on, has won countless awards and tricked HER many times with the incentive of meat. ( totally unfair— !! )   Not to mention, how the story of those tears seem to be occurring more and more frequently, and by this point it was clear to her, it wasn’t comfort that Alice was seeking. Oh, whatever!  — SHE’S ALREADY AWARE OF HOW SHE’LL BE REACTING TO THIS ANYWAY.   

    the creature lurking beneath her   (   in her mind   )   was being a bit more active than usual   ,   though the possibility of another chain being around was quite high considering their location   .   sablier   ,   a practical hellhole full of bad memories she generally suppressed on a daily basis   .   however she couldn’t exactly leave as she so pleased   ,   her beloved family was in town for reasons of their own   &.   she decided to venture on her own accord as she usually would   ,   though something was different   .   her chain felt the need to chase after something   (   another chain maybe   ?   )   &.   she was weak enough to let it do what it wanted   ,   so following it felt necessary   .   she began rushing after the creature’s shadows   ,   listening to it’s directions that dragged her down alleyways   &.   abandoned streets   .   but the girl in crimson suddenly came to a stop   —–   a girl   ?   it was forcing her to find this girl   ?   was she also like her   ?   no   ,   that couldn’t have been possible   .   .   .   wait   ,   she’s yelling at it   ?!   alright   ,   that took her by surprise   ,   she had never seen someone argue with her chain before   (   well other than herself but that’s normal   )   .   ❛   it’s not a snake   ,   ❜   the girl said from the shadows as she walked a bit towards the other   ,   ❛   though it’s pretty nosy   .   .   .   tells me so much about my surroundings that it’s hard to think   .   ❜

          Shoulders rise as the meek voice sounds, eyes narrowed, a conclusion is reached. The one able to see & correct her over WHAT SHAPE THE STUPID CHAIN IS IN could only ever be the masters or the unfortunate victims.  Briefly, does she wonder whether Alice might be able to recognize each and every chain down in the abyss ------ Though highly unlikely she would choose to greet them unless the act is motivated by boredom or some other measures. /  Arms make their way onto her hip as she examines the contractor, at this rate IT’D BE FAR QUICKER TO ASK THIS ONE WHERE THE BASKERVILLE MANOR IS RATHER THAN WAIT FOR GLEN’S BODYGUARDS TO SHOW UP.  Even so, she can’t exactly enter the Baskerville manor, since the tower she resides in is far, far away hidden within the forest. But perhaps it is a start at least.  ❝   hm --- and you are? No, more importantly, why are you here? Is that chain following her orders or somethin’?   ❞  She can’t help but wonder whether Alice had sent one of her dear ‘friends’ here to keep an eye on her? Or maybe, she’s one of the Baskervilles sent by Glen? ❝  Why don't you tell it to keep quiet before I simply kick it outta orbit? AND WHERE THE HELL ARE WE ANYWAY?     ❞  

Such a bright smile he greeted her with; one that truly SHINED beyond that of any other simply grin he adored upon his features. —— Perhaps reason being, was something was wrong. The HISSING dread of the feline, refusing to greet his master upon normal days. A complete flip around from normal persona. As if the one whom took care of him was changed … different. —— And yet the young girl with the long brown locks; looked no different. Perhaps, the taste of clothing, adoring a much darker appearance as she had thrown herself at him. Screaming his name so excitedly. He gives but a smile, his arms laced around her small waist, as he hugged her back. SOMETHING WASN’T RIGHT. He could tell this in an instant; but … no … not time. Not yet,  ❛   Alice! —— It’s but too long! Tell you what, we can play whatever you want! — Hide and seek sounds like but a fun game! although, ❜ he glanced around the small tower, this wouldn’t do much for such a game that involves hiding. He was much too tall for any spot around here. Should he wish to crouch && cramp himself upon the shelves. ❛   Hm, tell you what! —— since this place is much too small, lets sneak out and play! It’s much more fun when you have more places to hide!  ❜ This wasn’t his Alice … she would much prefer him telling her stories. —— Joining for tea, play time meant very little as long as they remained in each other’s sights. Which was why … he was doing his own little game.

           ❛   Do you want to hide first?   ❜

       Almost on instinct, a vigorous nod was about to be given, however, she manages to contain herself. Instead, lips transform into a docile smile as her head bobs with the utmost polished mannerisms of that belonging to a ‘proper lady’ or perhaps a queen even.  ( Perhaps she can now point out to glen that HIS LESSONS AREN’T WASTED, she simply chooses not to follow them. An important distinction in her opinion ).   She considers his words, fingers slightly curling around the red bow embedded near her chest. And in an instant, she decides . . .  ❝  Y-Yes, you are right.  It’d be way more fun to play outside, not just that but perhaps after we’re done, we can admire the flowers that you’ve told me so much about !!    ❞   A thought briefly enters her mind to entertain her: IF HE WERE TO BE CAUGHT BY GLEN AND SCOLDED, WOULD THAT NOT BE AMUSING TO WATCH? Oh, how fun that would be.  She’ll think of that option later, now ------ The child wishes to simply be hidden upon the branches of a high tree, under its leaves, as the sun peaks through the small gaps and she, herself, has a show to enjoy whilst relaxing up there.   ❝  Let’s go, Jack !  ❞  She waits at the entrance of the tower, allowing him to come and guide her out.  /  Why? Why does she wait? Is it because this is all new to her & Alice? Or is it for the fact that She wishes to be as close to him as possible? had her feelings for him gotten that strong?  . . .She returns her gaze towards the door while he tries to catch up. A sour expression briefly crosses her features, yet it is soon replaced as eager eyes stare up at him.  Oh, how well she could imitate her. /     REGARDLESS, TODAY SHE’LL ENJOY HER TIME WITH OZ AS SHE WATCHES HIM TRYING DESPERATELY TO FIND HER !!

He had been making the face again– you know, that one. The one of sorrow through absolute smiles. An unfortunate drop of knowledge lived inside of him. Lacie was gone, Lacie was gone, Lacie was g o n e–  

No. Not here, not now. She was just a child. Even if it wasn’t the Alice that enjoyed his presence more, she still meant something to this family. It was her birthday! Just as they all did, he had a role to play in the grand scheme of the tragedy’s aftermath. He knew a spark of something that Oswald Glen did not, and that gave him the upper hand.  (Still, it was sad. His guiding light had faded from the world, and this child was a reminder…)

“Ah, forgive me,” Jack replied, putting his guard back up with a steel-enforced smile. “I get lost in thought sometimes – your mother would be delighted to hear so. How would you like to celebrate today, Alice?” 

              Understandings having been denied and brushed off, eyes narrow, for if she knew not the reason for them being sad, how was she to cheer them up? What could she do? In all the books she had read, nothing struck out as a blunt point to cheering people up. If it were Oz, she would simply bite his ears, face or perhaps sit with him. But she doubts it would help either jack or glen. Eyes widen as an idea is thought up, perhaps, just for today ------ She’ll play nice. He, who is usually the source of her enjoyments through nothing but cruel tricks ( NOT THAT SHE FEELS THE SLIGHTEST BIT OF REMORSE)  would be given a day off with ‘Alicesama’.  Granted it’ll prove much harder for since her nature reflects that of her mirror self with the complete opposite. Yet the child has no intention of yielding; Giving up isn’t something she enjoys doing.  Not to mention, she wouldn’t enjoy playing her games or smartmouthing him, if he wasn’t in top-form. SO TODAY SHE SHALL SIMPLY FOLLOW THE OTHER ALICE’S EXAMPLE  and talk to him, rather than playing games more physically or mentally exhausting.   ❝   hm, you always bring her up, y'know? Did you know her? What about glen? --- You never told me how you met.    ❞   Talking about things that make you happy must always cheer people up, right? For her ---, IT’S OZ AND MEAT !!

╳   FLAWS.

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   the softest palms that never want to touch you until after a bottle of wine. / “ just braid your hair if you won’t brush it, at least, you useless girl. ” / pulling on your skirt with one hand as you shuffle away. / “ you’ll get it done before the day is up. ” / guilt that isn’t yours to have. / it’s a crooked game, but it’s the only one in town. / chains. / “ how could you do this to me? ” / the sharp sting of guilt. / you feel something even though you’re paid to do the opposite. / the family you never had. / falling backward through time. / quicksand. / drowning, but you don’t save yourself. / “ you’re getting better. ” / “ they smile like a snake.” / you’re the stars and the sky. / there’s a part of you that couldn’t stay away even if you were forced to. / they are your wings, there’s no doubt there. / “ let’s take off somewhere. let’s fly. ” / you edge a bit too close to the sun. / another ghost to take your place after every stumble. / deep roots in the ground slashed open in the sun. / rock candy melting in water. / waves rise and leave the foam behind. / the precipice you call home has a tip you’ll reach eventually. / happiness is the best front a man can take. / “I’ve never seen someone as beautiful as you before. ” / you disagree; he’s more beautiful. / discomfort at the tiniest of touches. / the sky opens up when you see them. / rain comes down. / poppy fields. / your sanity hanging by a thread. / “ oh god, what have you done? ” / roommates weren’t supposed to be the smartest ones of all. / they’ve got a devil on their shoulder and an angel in their mind. / you try to help, but it only got worse. / now they’re dead, it’s all your fault.

     adam & eve in the garden. / a temptress in crisp button-downs. / “ fuck, you’ve gone off the deep end, haven’t you? ” / they lie so perfectly you almost forget yourself. / the spark that lit the kindling on your funeral pyre. / sugar and spice and a taste for the dark side. / yes saint Laurent black opium on your pillow, a scented cloud drifting behind you like a cape. / crisp green apples piled up on the table. / your shoes are sharp, but your wit is even sharper. / what a pretty one, they say. / you laugh without humor. / a soft, hollow spot sits in your chest. / there’s a place you’ll never leave no matter who tries to stop you. / the seat of power fits like a glove. / heavy is the head that wears the crown. / you share a space, but not a mind. / they think you are weak; you are, maybe. / “ what are you going to do with all of these pills? ” / an empty bird’s nest. / broken pencil tips. / there’s an empty paper in front of you that you’ll never fill. / “ we want you to succeed. i hope you can grasp that. ” / “ they weren’t there when it happened. ”  / corruption. / there’s a red string tying you together. / the scent of whiskey on the horizon. / “ you’re the best friend i’ve ever had. ” / pink tipped fingers lock in secrecy. / 99 red balloons drifting through a hazy sky. /you try to lift your head up, but it’s so much effort. / always walking on sunshine. / there’s a million reasons to come down from the clouds, but you can’t be bothered. / hair twisted up with glitter butterfly clips like a haphazard mobile. / you drift, but you know where you’re going. / no one has any dirt on you because you’re infinitely spotless. / the empty side of your bed they crawled into when they were nine. / court hearings. / “ I miss you. ” / siblings are a funny thing. / they point out every family-shaped hole in every picture on the mantelpiece. / blackbird screaming / you still wake in nightmares. / are you an illusion? / you don’t feel real. / who is in control? / “ like you like me like corpses. ” / and all the choirs in my head sing. / it’s the laughing, it’s the laughing, it’s the laughing. / they tell you to put out your hand; you hesitated. / you’ll always be a protagonist but you won’t always be the hero.

    there's a thousand eyes watching your every move in the darkness. / masks upon masks upon masks; secrets piling up until all the exits are blocked / with all your hiding, does anyone know who you truly are? / do you? / five seconds, four, three, two – you feel adrenaline surge through you. / the look on their face is every definition of ‘no’; you’re still going to do it. / “ what’s worse, dying or being caught? ” / you still don’t know the answer. / “ you’d never hurt me. ” and yet you just might. / wings clipped to the flesh to prevent escape. / you’ll still find a way out. / someone else slipped in and took their place. /there’s a grin on your face and a bad idea in your head. / you’ll agree every time they try to tear you down.

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