Jervis Tetch

He tilted his head and blinked at her when she spoke of Alice and her being from Wonderland. Of course she knew, it just confirmed it, she was Alice but he didn't give it away that he knew just yet. No, he would wait and give her the necklace he got made for her. if she reacted to it then he had confirmation.

"Exactly like Alice. She likes to play dress up and that is her favourite." He hummed and began to make his way up to the steps of the two story building he acquired, his hands reaching in his pocket to get the key. "Im sorry for the mess, I haven't had time to clean since Alice went missing."

He pushed open the door once he unlocked it and stepped in, holding the door to allow her to follow. It was a fairly clean place, he just had piles of books littering the halls. The books ranged from children's books to complex textbooks about neuroscience. The majority of the doors were closed but one was opened that lead to the dining room/kitchen where a long table was set out for that of a tea party.

"That's horrible. My father, he was from the poor part of Brooklyn but my mother, she was from a very rich family, like Wayne rich but she was always doing what she could for the poor, so was my father." Since she'd gotten to this new universe, she hadn't talked much about ehr family. She missed them, missed her twin brother maybe the most but there wasn't anything she could do about it and her father would want her to focus on doing what she could to help others.

"Oh, she likes to play dressup. Do you mean like a cosplayer?" Sarah blushed, "you know, funny thing, I dressed up as Alice one time for Halloween and I made my brother dress up like Dormouse. He hated me so much and wanted to be the Mad Hatter but that's who my boyfriend was." When he said the house was messy she shrugged. "It's alright you're in distress and I would never hold that against anyone."

Sarah nodded at him as he pushed the door open and she walked through. She couldn't help but look around and try to take in as much as she could. As she looked through the books around her she couldn't help the furrowed brown. "My mother is big into neuroscience. She's trying to come up with a way to help veterans of war with their head trauma with a chip placed in their brain to help with their memories. IT's amazing and it's from my grandfather's nanotech."

When he told her to go in the dining room, her eyes widened at the whole setup that looked like a party. There was a moment that she had a feeling that something must be off but she pushed it to the side, knowing there wasn't anything he could do to her really. "You know, why don't we just sit down and you can tell me about the last time you saw Alice."

"That's very fascinating." Jervis said with a hum as she spoke about the chips her mother used on soldiers. He had a similar thing he had been working on. Transferring the mind control hats that he had into chips. For the most part it had been working, there were just a few things he needed to fix up before it was perfect.

"She liked to have tea parties, Alice. " He said when he saw her reaction to the table set out. She was very good at acting like this wasn't all for hers. "I thought if I kept it set up, she might return." His voice was small as sat down in the chair, the tea and cake all but forgotten.

do you have any idea what they were arguing about?

have you ever heard that as couples get older, they lose their ability to hear each other?

nature’s way of allowing couples to grow old together without killing each other.

what  are  you  reading?

would you like to come with me?

i went to school for a summer in los angeles.

are you sure? 

no, i’m joking.

and of course you don’t speak any other language, right?

yeah, yeah, yeah. i get it, i get it.

i took french for four years in high school.

so where are you headed?

i’m just traveling around. i’ve been riding the trains for the past two, three weeks.

for instance, you have ideas that you ordinarily wouldn’t have.

what kind of ideas?

you wanna hear one?

i had this idea for a television show.

so it’s like a national geographic program, but on people.

my parents never really spoke of the possibility of my falling in love… or getting married or having children. they wanted me to think of my future as a career. 

i always had a pretty good bullshit detector when i was a kid.

it makes it even harder to officially complain.

you know, even when they’re wrong, it’s this passive-aggressive shit.

i’ve never seen anything like that since.

it just kinda let me know how ambiguous everything was. you know, even death.

i think i’m afraid of death 24 hours a day.

i can’t stop thinking that way.

it’s       it’s exhausting.

you get off here?

i wish i had met you earlier.

i have an admittedly insane idea.

if i don’t ask you, it’s gonna haunt me for the rest of my life.

i want to keep talkin’ to you.

but i feel like we have some kind of connection, right?

you should get off of the train with me.

i’m just as big a loser as he is.

this is kind of weird.

no, i don’t believe you. you’re a bad liar.

it’s “q & a” time.

and you have to answer a hundred precent honestly! 

i pretended that i didn’t like him.

you know, i was so afraid of what i might do.

we kind of wrote these little declarations of love to each other at the end of the summer.

i’ll make note of that.

have you ever been in love?

those are two very different questions.

what if i asked you about love?

i would have lied, but at least i would have made up a great story.

love is a complex issue.

tell me something that really pisses you off. 

i hate being told by strange men in the street to smile. 

they don’t give a shit either.

it’s a totally scattered thought… which is kinda why it makes sense.

do you wanna go and see if that listening booth still works?

look at this. this is beautiful!

quick! it’s leaving.

that meant something to me.

now i’m ten years older and she’s still thirteen. 

and we got       we got a sunset here..

uh, you know, um      

are you trying to say you want to kiss me?

i don’t think it really matters what generation you’re born into.

we still have to deal with the same old shit.

i guarantee you, it was better that way.

how do you know? you don’t know them.

people have these romantic projections they put on everything.

oh, mr. romantic up there on the ferris wheel       ‘oh, kiss me. the sunset. oh, it’s so beautiful.’ 

can i tell you a secret?

come here.

everything we know is stardust.

i hope you don’t take that any more seriously than some horoscope. 

what are you talking about?

it’s so funny how she almost didn’t notice you, huh?

i saw this one a few years ago in a museum. i stared and stared at it, must have been 45 minutes.

look at this one.

his human figures are always so… transitory. 

you think this is open?

i can’t help feeling for all those people that come here, lost or in pain, or guilt. looking for some kind of answers.

it fascinates me how a single place can join so much pain and happiness. 

that’s so wild.

that’s beautiful, i like that.

this is a horrible story.

that’s mean….

would you be in paris by now if you hadn’t gotten off the train with me?

what would you be doing?

i’m having a great time.

i’m so glad because no one knows i’m here, and i don’t know anyone that knows you that would tell me all those bad things you’ve done.

i’ll tell you some.

is that what you want?

something about me bugs you?

may i ask you a question?

i would like to make a deal with you. 

so, uh … were we having our first fight back there?

why does everyone think conflict is so bad?

got your poem.

will you read it to us?

were you looking at that girl?

we haven’t talked about this yet, but…. are you dating anyone?

we broke up about six months ago.

a real prize winner.

it was my first and last session.

you sound like you’ve just been hurt.

you’d like to think that you’re both in all this pain, but really, they’re just, “hey, i’m glad you’re gone.”

what? you wanna stop talking about this?

i saw a documentary on that.

what are you complaining about? 

loving someone, and being loved, means so much to me.

i always make fun of it and stuff, but isn’t everything we dream in life a way to be loved a little more?

yeah. i don’t know.

sometimes it seems silly, like it would ruin my whole life.

it’s not just a fear of commitment or that i’m incapable of caring or loving, because.. i can.

if there’s any kind of magic in this world, it must be in the attempt of understanding someone, sharing something. 

i know, it’s almost impossible to succeed… but who cares, really? 

are you crazy?

i think that’s when i fell for __.

he’s kind of tall and he’s a little clumsy.

i like to feel his eyes on me when i look away.

as the night went on, i began to like __ more and more.

i’m afraid they’re scared of me. 

you know me, i’m the most harmless person. the only person i could really hurt is myself.

i think __ is crazy about you.

are you going to see __ again?

i didn’t wanna see anybody i knew. i just wanted to be a ghost, completely anonymous.

so are you okay now?

how did you meet?

i thought everything i said sounded so stupid.

i feel like this is some dream world we’re in, you know?

after tomorrow morning, we’re probably never gonna see each other again, right?

you don’t think we’ll ever see each other again?

now let’s just be rational adults about this.

it’s the only way. 

we’ll just make tonight great.

we should do some kind of handshake.

now the only thing we’re gonna think of is when we’re gonna have to say goodbye tomorrow.

we could say goodbye now. then we wouldn’t have to worry about it.

you’re gonna grab the glasses. i’m gonna get the wine.

for the greatest night in your life.

but i’m happy to be with you.

you couldn’t possibly know why a night like this is so important to my life right now.

do you think we’ll have others like this?

usually, it’s myself that i wish i could get away from.

being with you, uh, has made me feel like i was somebody else.

do you know what i want? to be kissed.

well, i can do that.

i don’t think we should sleep together.

i mean, i want to, but since we’re never gonna see each other again, it’ll make me feel bad.

i’ll wonder who else you’re with. i’ll miss you.

let’s see each other again.

no, i don’t want you to break our vow just so you can get laid.

i don’t wanna just get laid.

you don’t want to see me again?

listen. if somebody gave me the choice right now of to never see you again or to marry you? i would marry you.

people have gotten married for a lot less.

why do i make everything so complicated?

you have a dog? i love dogs.

we’re back in real time.

oh, wow.

i’m gonna take your picture so i never forget you.

somethin’ like that.

i think it would be the opposite for me.

i think i can really fall in love when i know everything about someone. 

oh, no. we missed it.

i guess this is it.

have a great life. have fun with everything you’re gonna do.

well, i hate this.

all this bullshit we were talkin’ about       about not seeing each other again? i don’t wanna do that.

i was waiting for you to say something.

i was afraid maybe you didn’t wanna see me. 

listen, whaddya wanna do?

maybe we should meet here in five years or something.

five       five years? that’s a long time.

it’s a train ride for you. i gotta fly all the way over here, but i’m gonna be here.

( this is basically just a very self indulgent list of various fluff, angst, and suggestive themed dialogue sentence starters. )

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜

❛ here, give this a try and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜

❛ come back to bed. ❜

❛ you look good like this. ❜

❛ working together again, it’s just like old times. ❜

❛ how is it you always know what i need, huh? ❜

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜ 

❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜

❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜

❛ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜ 

❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ we can't keep doing this. ❜ 

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜

❛ just relax and let me take care of you. ❜

❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜

❛ i had it under control. you didn’t need to do that. ❜

❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜

❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜

❛ well? how do i look? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ do you mind if i smoke? ❜

❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜

❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜

❛ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ❜

❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜

❛ i’ve never cared for anyone the way i care for you. ❜

❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜

❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜

❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜

❛ i want you to forget this ever happened. ❜

❛ i'm here for business — not pleasure. ❜

❛ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous. ❜

❛ you'd look better down on your knees. ❜

❛ fine, keep acting like you hate me. ❜

❛ kiss me again. ❜

❛ are you asking me out on a date? ❜

❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜

❛ well, i do feel better now that you're here. ❜

❛ i'm not drunk enough for this. ❜ 

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ i was wrong about you. ❜ 

❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜

❛ you gonna be a good girl / boy for me? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ books mean more to me than people anyway. ❜

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜

❛ i don’t have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ 

“Weird, is how someone might describe you.”

“I’m not the most familiar to these kinds of things, I’ll be honest.”

“Is that just, a normal thing? That happens often?”

“Call me impressed, and I won’t respond.”

“Shudder at the thought of what you may do next.”

“Bad feelings and ominous tendencies. That the usual MO?”

“You wouldn’t happen to be that latest rumour going around, would you?”

“I fail to see how this might give me pause.”

“Given the circumstances… I’d like to return them.”

“How did you do that just now? That was… I don’t even know.”

“You’re a stranger that’s only getting stranger.”

“I have to admit… that was… grand.”

“Have you not met me, or my reputation before?”

“I know everyone like the back of my hand, and you’re a new spot on it.”

“Uhg… couldn’t have gotten anyone better?”

“So the expert on all of this is… you?”

“I’m beginning to think there is doubt stirring between us.”

“There isn’t full confidence here. Maybe, half full confidence. Two thirds at most.”

“Well this certainly has me blown away.”

“Don’t you look exotic and fun.”

“Elegant and stunning… do go on, tell me more!”

“You could do it better… I think. Try again?”

“I beg of your most pardons?! Care to repeat that?”

“I didn’t insult you! I only said something and I didn’t know the consequences of!”

He watched her as she talked about the cake she had growing up. Blinking when she mentioned her birthday. She wasn't born on July the 4th. That wasn't Alice's birthday but he kept his mouth shut for the time being.

The Narrows were not the safest place in Gotham. The slums of Gotham were where he lived, he was safe there, the crime kept away people that would hand him over to the authorities.

There was a change in the man's heart rate when she mentioned her birthday but she just figured his change was because he really wanted to find his friend Alice. It wasn't beyond her that she started to notice the changes in the people around them, the area and what everything looked like.

Instantly, Sarah started to be on guard but she knew from her father to keep a natural and friendly dispostion even if you're starting to feel uncomfortable. She took a deep breath, focusing on the direction they were going, and she'd started to pay attention to the street names if she needed to find her way back.

"This area needs a bit of renovation. Makes me think of a place where I'm from called Hell's Kitchen. After the attack on New York, it really never was the same. It always looked a bit like..." She now was watching the people they passed. "Does this area of town have a name?"

He tilted his head and blinked at her when she spoke of Alice and her being from Wonderland. Of course she knew, it just confirmed it, she was Alice but he didn't give it away that he knew just yet. No, he would wait and give her the necklace he got made for her. if she reacted to it then he had confirmation.

"Exactly like Alice. She likes to play dress up and that is her favourite." He hummed and began to make his way up to the steps of the two story building he acquired, his hands reaching in his pocket to get the key. "Im sorry for the mess, I haven't had time to clean since Alice went missing."

He pushed open the door once he unlocked it and stepped in, holding the door to allow her to follow. It was a fairly clean place, he just had piles of books littering the halls. The books ranged from children's books to complex textbooks about neuroscience. The majority of the doors were closed but one was opened that lead to the dining room/kitchen where a long table was set out for that of a tea party.

❝ You are cordially invited, to The Mad Hatter’s tea party. ❞

 Independent Jervis Tetch Roleplay blog - Created 11/13 - Reestablished 06/23 

Sarah's eyes widened. "Of course they do. You care about her and she seems lucky to have someone that cares about her that much." He seemed so worried and she hated that, hated to see someone so worried about someone lost and if they looked anything like her, they must be young, that made Sarah even more concerned with her where-abouts. She wondered if she should contact Bruce but this was something she could handle on her own. It wasn't like this man could really do much to her.

Biting down on her lower lip, looking up at the counter and then back towards the stranger, she nodded. "Sure, then you can show me a picture of what she looks like and I can see if I can find her for you. I do really like tea though..." She walked out of the cafe with him as she looked up, "do you have red velvet cake? With the cream cheese Icing? That's my favorite, oooor.... I really like carrot cake."

She laughed, knowing that she should take all of this more seriously and she would but it was nice to talk to someone that wasn't calling her Kara, or saying she looked like Kara. All this world seemed to love supergirl, just like they all loved her mom and dad back home. "So I told you my name, I'm Sarah, what's your name? Otherwise I'm just gonna call you mysterious stranger."

Jervis was confused, how could she talk like that but still act like she didn't know him. Was it a game? He wasn't sure but he was glad when she agreed to come and help him. It meant he was gaining her trust, it meant that she would soon be his again and he would not let her go. She will wear the pretty little necklace he had gotten her, and she would not be able to leave. He was sure of it.

"I believe I have some carrot cake with cream cheese icing, no red velvet but that can easily be arranged." He told her, he always had carrot cake, it was Alice's favourite, so it was off putting when she said red velvet but he put it down to her playing her silly little game.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Tetch. That's a very unique last name. I don't think I've ever heard one quite like that." She smiled when he mentioned that he had carrot cake. "I might love it as much as red velvet but my mother makes me a cake every year for my birthday that is red with white frosting and blue fireworks since I was born on the fourth of July like my pops." She shrugged before watching where they were going.

The neighborhood seemed a bit deserted but she'd noticed that most of Gotham seemed to look rather worn down and maybe he couldn't afford anything else. "So Jervis, tell me about your friend Alice. Maybe that will help me find her if you tell me what she's like... maybe what she looks like. Is she younger, older, dark hair light hair. What color are her eyes? Maybe even what she was wearing the last time you saw her."

He watched her as she talked about the cake she had growing up. Blinking when she mentioned her birthday. She wasn't born on July the 4th. That wasn't Alice's birthday but he kept his mouth shut for the time being.

The Narrows were not the safest place in Gotham. The slums of Gotham were where he lived, he was safe there, the crime kept away people that would hand him over to the authorities.