[Alice] Job 004 :: The Wake Up Job [Action/Written] {Morning of the 12th}

[shadedsunlight]

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[consultmybooks]

[This place just seems a good place for leaving people, doesn't it? Ever since Giles was also left here with a mutilated left arm and no sight, he's kept half an eye out for people returning the same way. That and, well, he has to take some pretty frequent trips to the Item Shop, now that the boat is nearing completion.

...so Alice, with her injuries, kind of stands out. Unfortunately for Giles, his brain jumps in a little early with matters.]

Ginia!

[shadedsunlight]

[Alice certainly makes a sight coming out of the forest in a blood-stained - most of the stains are dark brown, but a few smaller redder stains dot and streak here and there - New Feather dress. There's a bare smile on her face and a small wave as she leans against the nearest available surface.]

/I hope you don't make it a habit of saying the wrong name./

[consultmybooks]

[Giles has actually stumbled to a stop next to her before Alice's words entirely sink in.

...he can't help but grimace.

Oh.]

Not generally, no.

[shadedsunlight]

[Hello to you too. Alice fixes him with a flat look before she brushes past him, stumbling slowly along.]

[Written]

[originaljackass]

So, this Ginia. Is she hot?

[Written]

[shadedsunlight]

[Alice isn't in the best flirty or even joking mood today, but she decides to humor the writer just this once.

Her best sultry smile is given into the camera.]

You decide.

[Written]

[originaljackass]

[Hell, just a bit of a show will make him happy. It tends to be the best he gets in this dump.]

Well if that's Ginia, she definitely has my approval.

[Written]

[shadedsunlight]

[All right, maybe this could be interesting. Better than laying around at least.]

Glad she meets it.

What's your name, darling?

[lostinmyway]

[Grune is out on one of her usual rambles when she spots Alice making her painful way back to the village. Seeing the poor condition she's in, she blinks, then hurries over.]

Oh, my, are you all right?

[shadedsunlight]

[Alice glances over at the tall and very attractive woman, managing a weak smile and a nod. It's obvious she's not okay, but Alice is still stubborn enough to attempt to trudge on, stumbling a bit in the process.

Alice also decides if she turns out to be a friend or acquaintance of Ginia, then it's official; Ginia is surrounded by some of the most attractive people ever.]

[lostinmyway]

[She doesn't look all right. She looks hurt. And so Grune closes the remaining distance between them, intending to slip an arm around her to help her walk.]

Here. I'll help.

[shadedsunlight]

[Alice quickly shies away. Even with the best of intentions in mind, Alice doesn't want to be touched by anyone. She quickly shakes her head, a feral look in her eyes.]

[ written ]

[refinedmaestro]

[Frederic was browsing the journals today when he sees the entry by who he assumes is Ginia. Though he's never heard her speak such language before, so he questions.]

Miss Ginia? Is that you?

[ written ]

[shadedsunlight]

No. I'm not.

[ written ]

[refinedmaestro]

Who are you then, if I may ask?

[ written ]

[shadedsunlight]

Alice. And you?

action;

[folkloristic]

[ It doesn't take Helios long to see who that is. His eyes widen as he spots Ginia's rather labored return to the village. ]

Ginia?! [ He is running over now not really paying attention to the bag of sweets he might have placed down on the ground. His expression fully shows his worry as he gets closer to the woman. ]

action;

[shadedsunlight]

[Oh, it's one of the cute ones. Alice gives a crooked grin as he comes over, her expression somewhat feral as she looks him down.]

/Wrong name, darling./

action;

[folkloristic]

[ Her wings. That was his main concern at the moment. Not to mention what else the Malnosso had done to her. Helios bites his lip eyes adverting their gaze from hers. He still stammers with that reply. Alice then... ]

O-Oh. We, we need to get you to the clinic.

action;

[shadedsunlight]

[Alice gives a fervent shake of her head, flinching a little at the mention of a 'clinic'. From her knowledge, clinics are associated with doctors and being around doctors and surrounded by medical supplies is the last place she wants to be.]

/No clinics. No doctors./