Alice Liddell 026 // The More You Know

Sep 19, 2010 18:47

Who: Alice Liddell and YOU
Where: The elementary playground of the private school
When: Monday
Style: You decide!
Status: Open to all!



Alice was quite... troubled. She was sitting at a bench in the playground in her school uniform that was required for her grade of private school children. School had let out and now she was waiting to be picked up. She had her hands in her lap and her feet swung back and forth as she gazed at the playground with the other children... children that all seemed to be from Somarium. And it wasn't just that there wasn't anyone she knew, it was the things she was being taught.

Alice knew she was a smart girl, but there were things being taught that seemed either too hard, or too difficult. She was being taught science she had never even heard of. She wasn't being taught any languages and there were just so many things...

She sighed and felt odd. Which was saying something since she knew she was a very odd little girl.

But more than feeling odd, she felt horribly lonely. She tried to stay positive, and she was still allowed to keep Basil in class but she was teased for it. She gazed at Basil who sat demurely in her lap and she played with a single ear.

Was... she too old for him? Ladies didn't have stuffed rabbits. But she loved Basil. She sighed as she continued to gaze at Basil and played with one of his ears.

"I don't know what to do Basil. You aren't like Cheshire... any of the Cheshires. And you're not like the March Hare or the Dormouse. You're not even like the White Rabbit. I wish you could speak... it would be nice to actually hear what you thought. Am I too old for you? I don't think I am... but the other children don't have rabbits or cats... not here in any case. But you aren't just a rabbit."

She frowned and gazed back up at the other children. She felt different from them. Obviously she was different, she told herself. You have to be different from them because she isn't them. But it was certainly more than her being her and them being them. If it was just that than it shouldn't trouble her so that she was she and they were they. Because they weren't all theys now were they? No. They were hes and shes all together. There were shes in that they. But she wasn't in that they. Or... she didn't think she was. She might have been a she in that they but no one had told her is she was a she part of the shes part of the they.

She gazed back at the teachers watching them as all the students played, waiting for their parents. She sighed and gazed back at them.

"It has to be more than that."

boris airay, apollo, max lightwood, ezio auditore, jean valjean, england (arthur kirkland), alice liddell (original), !location: school

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