01 ◊ VOICE
(( OOC: Alice is being intro'd from in between chapters 56-57, so here's a spoiler warning in advance. She's too disoriented to realize that she's wearing her NV, much less notice that it's picking up sounds immediately around her. Backdated to before daybreak! ))
[ When she comes to, she thinks she's in the Abyss again.
Dark. Cold.
But it isn't the same. She knows, because she carries a part with her always, and it isn't here. There's something terribly wrong, an intense sensation of disconnect...
It feels like half of her is missing. ]
Why...
[ It hurts. It hurts. It hurts it hurts it hurts.
There are voices and footfalls echoing through the ground; nearby Greeters ready to lead her to safety. In her dizzied state, however, Alice mistakes them for members of Yura's cult. ]
What did you do to me?! I will end you--
[ Fortunately the effects of the initial Pull are enough to put her powers temporarily out of commission, and all the kicking and screaming abruptly ceases as well; she's knocked out, dragged to and deposited in the closest dugout.
Silence.
Waking up a second time is no better than the first. She's too hungry to fight, too nauseous to eat. Tired. There's a recorded message of sorts left for her nearby, but the information and explanation offered barely registers in her head. Her memories aren't here, and she's starting to feel the weight of their absence. There is nothing, not even the taunting whispers to remind her that she's all alone.
Oz... Raven... Someone. Anyone.
As she slowly recovers her strength, her power begins to flow back as well; power regulated without contract or seal, or even a discernible source. (There is no Abyss here, after all... So why is she still the B-Rabbit?) It's too much to process all at once, and her mind short-circuits, converting all currents of bewilderment and fear into rage. ]
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-gghh!!!
Hell if I care!!
[ It's just one shit-hole after another... No matter, she'll find a way to escape. "Take out anything and everything that blocks your way."
In a fit of passion, she grabs the object nearest to her and throws it onto the ground with a thin laugh; a large locket, one that had been strung around her neck and gone completely unnoticed until just now. ]
...What the--
[ The flash of moving text and color reflected from the mirrors inside draw her attention, and she immediately hunches onto the ground, crawling forward to inspect the apparatus. ]
[ When she comes to, she thinks she's in the Abyss again.
Dark. Cold.
But it isn't the same. She knows, because she carries a part with her always, and it isn't here. There's something terribly wrong, an intense sensation of disconnect...
It feels like half of her is missing. ]
Why...
[ It hurts. It hurts. It hurts it hurts it hurts.
There are voices and footfalls echoing through the ground; nearby Greeters ready to lead her to safety. In her dizzied state, however, Alice mistakes them for members of Yura's cult. ]
What did you do to me?! I will end you--
[ Fortunately the effects of the initial Pull are enough to put her powers temporarily out of commission, and all the kicking and screaming abruptly ceases as well; she's knocked out, dragged to and deposited in the closest dugout.
Silence.
Waking up a second time is no better than the first. She's too hungry to fight, too nauseous to eat. Tired. There's a recorded message of sorts left for her nearby, but the information and explanation offered barely registers in her head. Her memories aren't here, and she's starting to feel the weight of their absence. There is nothing, not even the taunting whispers to remind her that she's all alone.
Oz... Raven... Someone. Anyone.
As she slowly recovers her strength, her power begins to flow back as well; power regulated without contract or seal, or even a discernible source. (There is no Abyss here, after all... So why is she still the B-Rabbit?) It's too much to process all at once, and her mind short-circuits, converting all currents of bewilderment and fear into rage. ]
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-gghh!!!
Hell if I care!!
[ It's just one shit-hole after another... No matter, she'll find a way to escape. "Take out anything and everything that blocks your way."
In a fit of passion, she grabs the object nearest to her and throws it onto the ground with a thin laugh; a large locket, one that had been strung around her neck and gone completely unnoticed until just now. ]
...What the--
[ The flash of moving text and color reflected from the mirrors inside draw her attention, and she immediately hunches onto the ground, crawling forward to inspect the apparatus. ]