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Alice Liddell 001 // In a World of my Own

Dec 04, 2009 21:38

Who: Alice Liddell and whoever wants to help her
Where: Somni
Style: Either
Status: Open ♥

( I don't remember following a rabbit... so how did I end up here? )

boris airay, draco malfoy, alice liddell (heart no kuni), !location: somni, javert, cielo, undertaker, xerxes break, tohru adachi, mokona modoki (larg), blood dupre, alice liddell (original), danny fenton

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chose_death December 5 2009, 07:48:49 UTC

Inspector Javert was clearly disconcerted.

He had felt such pomp and confidence in removing the potted plant from Naomi Hunter's lab and transplanting it into Adachi's office space. It was the very plant that Javert was so sure was the weapon used to knock a concussive lump on the sly woman's head. The very plant that should have elicited a reaction from her ravisher. And yet even in his clear line of sight, even when forced to glance at it for 7 and a half of his 8 hour day, Adachi hadn't so much as batted a guilty eyelash.

Adachi was his top suspect. The man was overcompensating, acting the part of the clumsy fool day by day. He was competent in his paperwork but little else, and he made a half-decent mug of coffee with a strange contraption Javert never would have understood to work as such. He smudged his paperwork, he occasionally spilled a well-placed drink, he mumbled the haphazard comment and he attempted to hint (poorly) at requesting vacation days. But he was so completely natural and composed that he was unnatural. It was ( ... )

madcuriosity December 5 2009, 08:17:17 UTC

Alice stepped away quickly from the tall gentleman when he nearly ran over her. She hugged Basil to her chest - the rabbit had returned to his normal shape since she hadn't been using him. Alice felt bad for nearly making the gentleman trip though she also felt a bit annoyed he nearly tripped over her. She supposed she would just have to settle they were both at fault for the near tripping ( ... )

chose_death December 5 2009, 08:44:41 UTC

Javert might have balked absurdly at being called a gentleman if he had heard her thoughts. Often a 'Monsieur,' always a member of that unpleasant class of men charged with guarding society, forever labeled l'Inspecteur, but never a gentleman. He had sprung from far too degenerate a lineage to become a genteel. Gypsy/convict offspring ingrates were the bottom of the barrel; it was a wonder he was able to transcend respectable poverty and live in modest comfort at all. Though it was rare that he indulged himself in those comforts. The Inspector was one of restraint, of chastity.

He lowered his journal with a frown. Alice may be able to glimpse scrawlings - in French - scattered across the page. La Liste de la Mort, Disparitions and other such words. He shut the small book and thrust it deep into his overcoat pocket.

"Apparently a city," was his equally flat reply. A brief pause.

"I have heard it called Somarium.Javert's scouring gaze eyed Alice like a stern headmaster would cast upon a new student. Her dress was clean, her hair was ( ... )

madcuriosity December 5 2009, 09:31:05 UTC

She glanced at his notes and even stood on the tips of her toes to try and get a better look. It was terribly difficult to to read English upside down. So reading French upside down in such a quick flash was going to be impossible for her. Although she wondered idly if there was a backwards world like there was a Looking Glass world. Alice didn't want to go to such a place like that at all! She would have to walk backwards if she wanted to go forward, and walk forward to go back! And what if she had to speak backwards! Oh she wouldn't be good at that at all!

At being told she was in a city she had to bite her tongue to stop from retorting. Well she knew that. Even if it was a city for giants she knew perfectly well that it was a city... or at least a very nice town. Still... She wasn't about to be rude to someone who could help her. And he hadn't been rude to her... he was obviously just... on his way to somewhere. Alice was a bit curious as to where he might be going. But not enough to ask ( ... )

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itscabbagetime December 5 2009, 10:31:45 UTC

It had been a long few weeks-- especially hen Javert had decided to slap that plant in front of him. It took him a very momentous effort to act calm, even unknowing-- but he felt he did it rather well. In fact, he felt his acting had come quite a long way. Javert certainly demanded it, of course; the man was obsessive with his detail, and it didn't take Adachi too long to figure out that he was certainly the man to watch. Although he was proud of his efforts, the emotion he found himself very wary over was quickly taking him over-- boredomSure, there was a certain thrill of committing a crime and dangling it in front of a very clever man, but really, Adachi could only keep his acting up for so long. It was one thing to get suspicion off of him, and it was another entirely to redirect suspicion-- which was something he clearly needed to come up with. He had grown tired of being watched, had grown tired of being on his best behavior-- but there was nothing he could do. His best behavior was all he had, and it was the only way he could ( ... )

madcuriosity December 5 2009, 21:26:37 UTC

She turned her head and gazed at the gentleman that had addressed her. She blinked up at him and how he was so peculiarly dressed! It was like the tailor hadn't finished his suit! Still, he had a pleasant smile and he seemed to want to help her! Alice certainly wouldn't hold him against having a bad tailor. Perhaps his tailor had cheated him out of the rest of his suit! No... that wasn't very nice of her to think that the tailor was the unsavory sort. Perhaps the gentleman had tried to sew his own clothes! Which was a curious thing since had never met a man that could sew unless they were specifically tailors. Still, it would make sense. He did a very nice job for having never sewn before ( ... )

itscabbagetime December 6 2009, 04:11:51 UTC

Perhaps he was somewhat peculiar to Alice, but ironically, Adachi found Alice's appearance to be odd. He clicked his tongue gently and pulled his coat around him more forcefully against the cold weather and continued to smile in her direction. She seemed like a sweet young thing, if a little odd. Her curtsy allowed a small laugh to escape as he brought his hands up and shook his head.

"Hey, it's okay. There's no need to act so formal around me; it makes me feel old." He slyly placed his hands into his pockets and cast a quick glance around. They were, for the most part, alone-- at least Adachi didn't need to worry about being watched by that damn Javert. And yet, something held his 'acceptable behavior' barrier up, and instead of giving her a dark smile he shifted from foot to foot, casually waving a hand.

"You're in Somarium," he said lightly, finding his patience quickly running out-- though he knew better than to show it. Who was Basil? What was she even talking about? He shook his head and rubbed an absent hand against his neck ( ... )

madcuriosity December 6 2009, 05:58:34 UTC

"Formal?" Alice repeated. Whatever did he mean? She hadn't curtsied that deeply as far as she was aware. But perhaps he wasn't used to being curtsied to at all? Well that could certainly do it she supposed. She didn't know how being formal made someone feel old either. Shouldn't it just make them feel polite? She wasn't sure how being polite made someone feel old. Unless being polite MADE someone older. But no, that only made them well mannered and well bred! What a curious man she was speaking too.

As he continued to explain everything she gazed at the... Dreamberry. Was it edible then? Why else would you call it a berry if it wasn't? Then again mistletoe was a berry but it was poisonous. And she had never seen a square berry before. Though she supposed if there were such things as bread-and-butterflies then squareberries weren't all that hard to believe. But he hadn't called it a squareberry, he called it a Dreamberry. And she could speak through it? Goodness! Could she send letters through it then? Would Basil ( ... )

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mudbloodhater December 5 2009, 23:38:50 UTC

It had been a turn of luck that Draco found himself wandering, bored, throughout the city that day. Of course, it was less of a turn of luck when he happened to overhear a girl speaking to what he estimated to be herself. There was a few of those types back at Hogwarts, he recalled, and couldn't help but smirk. They were the ones who were shipped off to St Mungo's soon enough, or were set straight, at the very least.

It wasn't too long before he actually came across the girl, blonde and wearing a relatively plain dress; he eyed her from afar through a slightly narrowed gaze, wanting to make sure he wasn't getting himself into some level of trouble akin to Genjyo Sanzo.

Of course, she looked to be simply lost. Potentially insane, but just as lost as he had once been. He wasn't one for sympathies, though, and just smirked, scoffing aloud to catch her attention.

madcuriosity December 6 2009, 01:03:48 UTC

Alice looked away from the dreamberry to gaze at the boy that had come towards her. She tilted her head and looked at his curious clothing before she saw the expression on his face. Her own frown came into place. What an unpleasant face he had. She doubted he would even look nice if he smiled... or if the taller boy even knew HOW to smile. Well Alice knew better than to ask someone like him for help. He probably didn't even know anything.

She gazed at him only a little longer before she went back to trying to figure out the box Basil had turned into. She hadn't even ASKED him anything and he was wearing such an expression. He didn't know her at all and he was making fun of her... She hoped his face got stuck like that... Alice wasn't sure why the very pale boy was making her so angry but he most certainly was doing a good job of it.

Alice gave him one last critical gaze before she stomped her foot and looked at him, putting her hands on her hips.

"Is there something funny about me being lost?" she frowned at him.

mudbloodhater December 6 2009, 03:01:28 UTC

Draco likely knew more than Alice expected, seeing as he lived with someone who practically ate knowledge for breakfast; still, he would be more than glad to not help her out as he saw fit. It was far more interesting to watch her wander about talking to herself.

"Certainly is," he drawled, tucking his hands into his pockets, "And largely just the way you're continually talking to yourself. Of course, the Dreamberry should prove more useful in that regard."

madcuriosity December 6 2009, 03:06:16 UTC

"The dreamwhat?" she recognized his accent instantly. She could even place it. But even if he was from England, he was still rude, and Alice hadn't even said anything to him! How terribly rude of him. What did he do, eat sour grapes for breakfast?

"Well I clearly have to talk to myself," she said as she raised a brow back at him, "you're clearly not providing any decent conversation so I have to get it somewhere." She didn't care if she was being rude, he had started it.

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phantomfenton December 6 2009, 05:27:46 UTC

At first Danny just tunes out the rising and falling sounds of conversation, completely absorbed in his cellphone's game. He's hunched over the device, sitting at the foot of some tree by a sidewalk. (It doesn't matter where--he knows where he is, and that's enough.) His fingers are working frantically at the device's buttons. Almost there--almost--just about ( ... )

madcuriosity December 6 2009, 07:42:04 UTC

She blinked when she heard a voice behind her and she turned to look at the speaker. Her eyes widened at how... improper the boy was dressed! Where was his vest, his coat! Goodness, he didn't have a tie, or even a hat! Had he been robbed? She continued to watch the boy for a moment before she offered a small curtsy. If he had been robbed he didn't need any more trouble she supposed.

"Hello sir," she said. She kept gazing at his bare arms and blushing. She finally had to look away. Goodness... to have even his over-shirt stolen. "Um... are you alright?" she figured she would try to let him say if he had been accosted if he felt like it. And if he had been then she supposed they could look for a constable or a bobby together.

Alice would even forgo finding out where she was to help the boy if he needed it. And he clearly did!

phantomfenton December 7 2009, 05:22:05 UTC

Danny fidgets a little under her shocked stare, sneaking a glance at himself. What? Did he get ketchup on his shirt and not notice, or something? ... No--he looks perfectly normal. Well, as normal as someone without a jacket on a winter's day can be--but it's warm today! He's just fine the way he is.

"Uh..." Danny says, folding his bare arms a little self-conciously. "Yeah, I'm fine. Why? Are, uh--you know, you alright?"

madcuriosity December 7 2009, 05:49:30 UTC

"Oh! I'm perfectly fine," being lost aside of course. But this boy was either very proud or very brave to not admit to being mugged and asking for help. Perhaps it was the former though since there had to be a reason he came to her right? He wouldn't have just come to her so indecently unless he needed help right? Right. Her logic was quite sound. "Are... you sure you're alright sir?"

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/late kat is late donhatter December 6 2009, 18:22:14 UTC

It wasn't unusual for the head of the mafia to wander away from the confines of the in-city suite to take a walk. It was becoming less-scarce an activity now that the snow was rolling in, but it seemed stupid to break tradition for something as trivial as a season. Despite it all, he had altered his attire somewhat, opting for a heavier white jacket -- because really, anything but white wouldn't do, and who cared if it matched the snow, honestly ( ... )

Sokay! <3 ILU anyways madcuriosity December 7 2009, 00:06:55 UTC

Oh! A gentleman! How frabjous! Alice curtsied in return to his bow and stood up straight again. Basil popped from being a Dreamberry back into a stuffed rabbit and she caught him before he fell to the ground. Goodness, he was a wonderfully useful bunny! She had to find a way to thank him. But those were thoughts for later. She offered a smile to the gentleman.

"How do you do sir," she said as a proper lady should. "Oh, I was speaking to Basil," she gestured to the stuffed rabbit that had just moments ago been her Dreamberry.

He seemed.... familiar to her somehow. His voice reminded her of someone. She couldn't remember who though. And she supposed sometimes people just had similar voices... but why did his voice... it was like a distant dream just... younger. Oh well, she thought to herself, there was no point in pondering on that. She most certainly wouldn't be able to remember anytime soon. The more she tried to think about why his voice felt familiar the more the reason alluded her! And goodness she didn't want ( ... )

<3 donhatter December 7 2009, 00:12:28 UTC

The polite air around the girl reminded him of his own Alice, to some degree, but amplified. This girl was younger, much younger, and yet carried with her a confident and well-defined air. It was intriguing, and definitely something he'd have to look into later. For now, casual conversation and small-information gathering was the main idea and focus. At least, until he got bored.

"Basil," Blood repeated, eying the rabbit carefully. It reminded him half of Elliot, and half of Peter, which brought about a torrent of mixed emotions. Irritation and an almost softness. Regardless, his eyes betrayed nothing and he nodded. "A respectable comrade." If it actually spoke. Then again, he had seen stranger things here, so who was he to decide what was false and not?

When her question came, a soft chuckle tore from his throat. A smile stretched on his face seconds later. "Somarium, Young Miss. As to how you got here, I'm afraid I can't answer that." A pause.

"May I have your name?"

Let the brain breakage commence! madcuriosity December 7 2009, 00:50:04 UTC

"Somarium," she repeated. "What a curious name," she mumbled. "I wonder if it stands for anything..." Still, there were more pressing matters at hand. Alice doubted the gentleman wanted to her the ramblings of a little girl. So she was in Somarium... but he didn't know how she got here... well she supposed she couldn't expect the gentleman to know how she arrived. Basil might know though since she was with her upon arriving. If only the little rabbit would speak. Perhaps he would speak to her in private. After all she hadn't had much time to converse with him privately. But those were all thoughts for later ( ... )

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