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Nov 16, 2009 13:46

She walks down the hallway slowly, unsure of what to do. Sure, Jack told her this was her knew home and it made her happy knowing she didn't have to stay in the tower anymore ( Read more... )

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unseeking November 17 2009, 17:16:30 UTC
His feet still hadn't healed properly, so why was he up and about? Well, the truth was Break hadn't intended to go very far, but for some reason or another had gotten slightly lost. Only slightly. He'd went the wrong way and was just making his way back, back to the area he knew better.

That was, until he heard the voice, and stopped. Supporting himself to his cane and wall, moreso than he would normally, as his feet still stung, he tried to make out how far the person was. And who she was - Break had met at least two girls with that exact same voice, and better safe than sorry.

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ecila_alice November 18 2009, 02:03:54 UTC
"Wheres Jack..." Alice whispered anxiously to herself. He wasn't around the halls and it seemed as if it would take forever to find him. Mister Raven wasn't even around either...this was depressing.

Soon she started to cry, her tears sliding down her cheeks as she wiped them away with her hands. The sobs were echoing quite loudly down the halls and it wasn't long until she saw a shadow in front of her...she couldn't make out who it was.

"Jack?" She stopped crying how, looking at the shadow curiously.

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unseeking November 18 2009, 04:44:19 UTC
So it probably wasn't the Alice he was accustomed to. Not the Mighty B-Rabbit, no - or if she was, he would know soon enough. Probably by getting a boot to the head and his eardrums destroyed by the angry screaming.

Break decided to stay still and smile, not very dangerous looking in case this rabbit was a shy one. He wouldn't want it to hop away in fear, now would he? "Alice?"

And even if it was the white Alice, well... he didn't have to fear. He would just have to be wary. She might not even remember that time, as this place messed with time anyway... not to mention the Abyss's definition of time was, at best, very vague. Mostly nonexistent.

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ecila_alice November 18 2009, 05:21:54 UTC
It wasn't Jack's voice...and she was disappointed, but she did recognized the voice...or so she thought she did. Clutching the rabbit plush tighter she answered him quietly. "Mister Kevin?"

She started walking more lively to him until she made out that it indeed was Kevin...just different. She had met Kevin here before and she could have sworn that he gave a more different air...but it looked like him, and naive as she was, she didn't think much about it any further...He looked like Kevin, therefore he had to be Kevin. "Are you feeling better Mister Kevin?"

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