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friend_i_hope ([personal profile] friend_i_hope) wrote2010-09-16 02:38 pm
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OOM: Meeting Alice

He's never liked Ratty. And it's not just the smell. You live in Wonderland long enough you get a sense of who can and can't be trusted. And Ratty's got that stink about him too. That stink that says you should guard your teas and loved ones around him because it'd take about a drop of Happiness for him to turn you over to the Suits.

Fortunately, Hatter's got more than a drop, and Ratty's story about an Oyster named Alice...

Well, he may not have mastered basic hygiene, but he's smart enough not to offer something he can't deliver.

(Hatter's perfectly aware that it can't be the Alice of Legend, but the coincidence is too much to ignore all the same.)

He tells Ratty to bring her in and quietly sips his tea while he waits.

His chair is faced away from the door when they enter, but he can still smell Ratty.

"Would you like a cup of tea?"

[identity profile] oyster-alice.livejournal.com 2011-02-23 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
And she's walking backwards with him, eyes trained on the gun, as she watches again, silently. He may be watching her, and she spends the majority of the time watching him back, but her eyes do flick cautiously between the two bird-named individuals.

Who ever thought to trust a man that keeps cheese-bribes in his pants?

"And these are the people that are supposed to help me find Jack?" she asks when everyone starts moving the correct direction again, voice barely above a whisper. She doesn't want to set Owl off again. She's already tired of getting the gun pointed in her face.

She looks as they walk over the people and piles of books in the library. "Who are those poor people?" she asks, almost not realizing she's said it aloud.

[identity profile] oyster-alice.livejournal.com 2011-02-23 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
Alice steps slightly closer to the railing, taking in the different people, some sick, some tending the sick, some passing the time playing games. It makes her feel strange inside; a level of pity and hurt for these people kept away from the world like the dusty books they sleep on.

"Why would she want to destroy all this?" she asks, disbelieving that anyone could be so cruel and unthinking to try to destroy so much knowledge and thoughts. It reminds her of the scene from Elizabeth Taylor's Cleopatra. She can almost hear Liz, furious about Caesar daring to destroy one single, human thought.

[identity profile] oyster-alice.livejournal.com 2011-02-23 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
She sighs softly, still trying to convince herself that all she wants to do is get Jack, and go home. But it's getting hard to do that. Hard to forget these people needing help too. She knows what it's like, needing help when no one seems to be around to stand up for you. She wonders, idly, if she can kill two birds with one stone, or if it's going to end up killing her instead.

She looks over at him, the hurt for the people on the books and slight bit of confusion as to what she can do, shining in her eyes. "Who are we here to see?"

[identity profile] oyster-alice.livejournal.com 2011-02-23 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
She nods back at him, still trying to pin down completely what kind of person she thinks he is.

Her eyes finally peel away from him and from the people on the books as she takes a cautious step back from the railing. "Let's go meet him, then."

[identity profile] oyster-alice.livejournal.com 2011-02-24 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
She moves with him, easily, and again, doesn't seem to mind that he's touching her. She takes it with ease.

"Lot different than the tea shop," she says, but not popping the P as they enter the room Owl and Duck went in.

[identity profile] oyster-alice.livejournal.com 2011-02-24 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
She smiles at that, trying to...let go of the images of the refugees from her head. "I'm sure that's all it has to do with," she answers as she looks around the room. And that guy...

Well, if he's not vaguely creepy at all...

[identity profile] oyster-alice.livejournal.com 2011-03-15 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
And not being able to speak up for fear of what would happen with that scary guy keeps her silent for now. Silent and edging closer to Hatter.

She takes a deep breath. "Please, you have to understand."

[identity profile] oyster-alice.livejournal.com 2011-04-12 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Chase," she corrects automatically, glancing between the two men. "His name's Jack Chase."

She doesn't like this at all. She fidgets a little, not quite knowing what to do with herself.