005; action/voice

[rolereverse]

[ it's been awhile since ace got to splendor, yet the weird things that happen continue being, well, weird. tonight he's walking around the wonderland district; aimlessly at first glance. whatever destination he had in mind is now completely lost, as he's utterly distracted by the giant bubbles appearing all over. he doesn't have his camping kit

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inundates you with Mukuro, ha ha, sorry

[caligisti]

[ but that's not precisely true, is it? that nothing dangerous can happen; the locals' interference is beset by caprice, at best, as Mukuro would know better than any (from both sides, now). the night is dark, but full of stars, the bubbles luminous and colourful in the shadows. it's nothing more curious than anything mukuro has encountered in the dreamscape of illusions. it is on another evening walk that he apparently still frequently indulges in after ten years that he encounters ace once more.

isn't this nostalgic? it's been a while since he has last spoken with the man, the dubious threat of harm hanging in the man's cheerful demeanor, and wouldn't it be interesting to see if he reacts to the knowledge of a certain queen's whereabouts?

there's only way one to find out. ]

Don't tell me you've taken another wrong turn.

best kind of inundation

[rolereverse]

[ there it was. a voice that is hard to scrape off the brain. mukuro's presence was always exciting, for some reason. and it really was odd-- after all, he wasn't exactly... pleasant. he was just close enough, and distant enough. the second he pulled away ace will forget about him, yet if he dares come closer ace will bare his fangs. because this man wouldn't want proximity in any positive light, he thinks.

anyway, talking is talking and it's simple enough to indulge. ]

I wasn't aware there was a "right" turn.

isn't it just (: action forever

[caligisti]

[ proximity is not his favourite matter, though more so the mental than the physical, and a companion on a walk is (if regarded warily) not a terrible prospect -- least of all one so entertaining. so falling into step nearby, if still with cautious distance. ]

Then how is it you're so frequently lost?

[rolereverse]

[ hm. he's sure he had this conversation once before, back in his land. and the answer remains the same. ]

Who knows? Maybe it's because I don't like to follow ordained paths.

/Action foreverrrr

[aliceinname]

[ tl;dr. YEAH YEAH POT CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK I GET IT.

Without much warning beyond the snapping of branches -- a certain blond suddenly trips out from several bushes-- struggling to keep his balance before, unfortunately falling face down onto the grass.

He doesn't move for a few, seemingly endless, seconds-- his hair mussed, his suit hosting several grass stains and dirt smudges, oh-- and there's a very colorful combination of several colors of wet paint all splattered over his suit. ]

N...nh...

[ Sorry he didn't hear a single word Ace said, he was much too busy tripping over himself.

Palms compressing to the damp grass he tries to pry himself to his knees. UGH. Why did he have to be in a white suit of all suits. Jeez.

He mumbling under his breath now, not really aware of Ace being just a few feet away. ]

N-..no.. more bubbles. Anything but the bubbles...

[rolereverse]

[ oh my what was that pathetic little girl cry just now?

since the moment he first heard the awkward shuffling in the bushes, alice had his attention. ace makes no effort to help, however. at first he thinks it's just a local doing-- locally things. and having only talked to alice oncethrough the seal before made it somewhat dificult to tell it was him-- until he lifts his face.

and that's when ace is suddenly interested, giving one single step forward and tilting his head to take a better look. ]

. . . Alice!?

[aliceinname]

[ Hey, he totally didn't let out any cry at all. That was--- a seagull.

He's already struggling to get back to his feet, hand pressing to the back of his neck to sooth a stinging sensation there. Ugh stupid branches, stupid bubbles, stupid--- everyth-- ah? He caught sight of the faintly familiar looking man. But it doesn't come to him just yet, after all- Ace hasn't been the only one lost for the past few nights.

He tries to wipe at some of the dry paint on his cheek. ]

You're- that knight... right? No- wait, the ex-knight?

[ Sleepless nights have got him muddled. He has seen better days. ]

[rolereverse]

It's Ace!

[ it's not that hard to memorize. ]

Why are you here so late at night? Isn't this when you're supposed to sleep?

[ and now that he's positive he's got the right person, he offers him a hand to help steady him up properly and to pull him away from the unsteady terrain next to the bushes. ]

action

[neverwounda]

[perhaps the most bothersome part of the whole ordeal was that the bubbles refused to pop when touching objects, which meant that, other than staying inside, there was nearly no refuge from them that snake could find. still, as he had no intention of sitting around inside, he unfortunately had no choice but to make round trips of splendor. ... well, it's not as if he wasn't in want of something to distract himself with, either.

he hadn't really been minding where he was going -- just the placement of the bubbles around him (which a few of the brightly-colored snakes curled sulkily around him were not so cautious of) -- so it almost surprises him when he hears ace's voice close by. he looks up to locate the voice -- but not really with any intention to answer, but more akin to which direction it might be better to avoid.]

[rolereverse]

[ oh come on snake he's not gonna point and laugh. maybe.

and it's useless, he's seen you already. ]

Haha! It's like the rainbow curled itself around your neck!

[neverwounda]

[curses. at least that wasn't the worst thing ace could've said.]

. . .

They were unlucky, says Wilde.

[rolereverse]

It's not everyday I get to meet you like this.

action

[halfgrin]

[the cheshire cat, on the other hand, needs no lengthy action tag. he's there simply because he is, regardless of whether or not ace noticed his arrival or not. but he smiles, as if he had always been there.]

Is that strange to you?

[rolereverse]

[ oh :I where'd you come from. ]

The strangest.

[halfgrin]

[:)]

What a simple place you must come from.

[rolereverse]

Whoa. That's a first.

voice

[silpheeding]

Indeed it is. Is such a concept truly that foreign to you?

voice

[rolereverse]

[ heeey this voice is familiar. ]

It's not the way it worked back in my land, so yes, very.

voice

[silpheeding]

Is that so? How did it work then? I admit it sounds rather curious.

voice

[rolereverse]

It was sporadic. If it had to be night, it became night. If it had to be dawn, it was dawn. "Time" wasn't something that really mattered.