all these broken pieces left unglued
Who: showbizpinache and cruelwonder
When: Saturday, 2pm.
Where: The park.
Summary: Alice suspects something happened to Kurt and she goes to see how he is. He tells her about what happened a few nights prior.
Warnings: Mentions of badtouch and spoilers for Madness Returns are imminent.
Her first two weeks in the Port had been relatively busy and she couldn't keep up with everything that was going on. Alice had never been a very social person with others; that had been Lizzie. But, then, she had gone ten years without proper interaction. Finding people in the city who genuinely wanted to help her had made her suspicious, but she could see their ingenuity just the same. Perhaps she was already getting attached in a desperate move to prove that she was sane enough for proper conversation. For friends that weren't just in her Wonderland.
And when she felt one of those friends was being threatened, she knew that had to be rectified. The moment her instinct told her that something had transpired, her gut had twisted. She ran his words over and over in her head and she knew... She just knew. Denying that he knew what was wrong had just been a cry for help. She had used those same words before.
Alice was sure to bring her blade with her today, tucked into the folds of her blue dress. It felt so nice to be back in clean, fresh clothes, especially when they reminded her of her Wonderland. She felt in control. She felt like her old self again. Here, she could help herself. And now, finally, she could help someone else who needed her.
At two in the afternoon, she was waiting for him in the park, as promised.
When: Saturday, 2pm.
Where: The park.
Summary: Alice suspects something happened to Kurt and she goes to see how he is. He tells her about what happened a few nights prior.
Warnings: Mentions of badtouch and spoilers for Madness Returns are imminent.
Her first two weeks in the Port had been relatively busy and she couldn't keep up with everything that was going on. Alice had never been a very social person with others; that had been Lizzie. But, then, she had gone ten years without proper interaction. Finding people in the city who genuinely wanted to help her had made her suspicious, but she could see their ingenuity just the same. Perhaps she was already getting attached in a desperate move to prove that she was sane enough for proper conversation. For friends that weren't just in her Wonderland.
And when she felt one of those friends was being threatened, she knew that had to be rectified. The moment her instinct told her that something had transpired, her gut had twisted. She ran his words over and over in her head and she knew... She just knew. Denying that he knew what was wrong had just been a cry for help. She had used those same words before.
Alice was sure to bring her blade with her today, tucked into the folds of her blue dress. It felt so nice to be back in clean, fresh clothes, especially when they reminded her of her Wonderland. She felt in control. She felt like her old self again. Here, she could help herself. And now, finally, she could help someone else who needed her.
At two in the afternoon, she was waiting for him in the park, as promised.