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alice ♡ ([personal profile] conceivesfrenzy) wrote in [community profile] aionooc 2022-02-14 07:11 pm (UTC)

alice | tales of symphonia: dawn of the new world | visionary

a. | and if you go chasing rabbits ♡

[ By the time she gets to where the paths start branching off in different directions, Alice seems visibly tense. The more she remembered about where she was before here, what she was doing before waking up in this space, the more she started to get more and more visibly irate. That feeling that she was nowhere near that and none of it seemed to matter keeps her from lashing out at anyone that so much as looked at her, but that didn't mean she couldn't at least stew over it.

Even that seems to mildly dissipate as she looks up. She stands in the middle of the crossroads, looking at the open expanse of stars and galaxies with awe. ]


What is this place? [ more thinking out loud to herself than anything else, as she finally tears her gaze away and looks at the two options in front of her. It doesn't take long before she spots someone else in the same position, and she trots up, whether they look like they want company or not. ]

Hey! Which way are you going?

b. | and you know you're going to fall ♡

[ It takes a good amount of struggling and effort before she's able to break through the chrysalis, finding purchase on some kind of weakness in the membrane and all at once forcing her way out and hitting the ground with a ceremonious thump. She heaves, trying to lift herself up and into a less prone position, but her upper body strength isn't quite there yet right away, and any attempts to help her up are rewarded with a quick and aggressive bat of her arm. ]

Don't touch me.

[ Uh... thanks? ]

c. | just remember what the dormouse said ♡

[ Alice eyes the guards as she walks around the ruins. By the account of her split lip, it's probably obvious to anyone that she's not going to be allowed to move around a whole lot. But for now, that's fine. They're all just sitting ducks at the moment, anyway, regardless of how far they're allowed to roam.

She fidgets with the gem attached to the back of her hand, rubbing her thumb absentmindedly, as she makes eye contact with someone. Once she does, she'll give the guards around her a glance, before moving over slightly. ]


So we're not going to let this whole "ritual" thing happen, right?

[ She twirls a part of her hair around her finger as she talks, keeping her voice down.]

If we can get those whips out of their hands, its as good as ours, right?

wildcard. | feed your head ♡

[ Anything else you want to do with her? Hit me up here or at my plurk at [plurk.com profile] hnnng! ]

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