Alice Liddell
~ Alice: Madness Returns
So let go
Yeah let go
And just
Get in
Alice tilted her head at that. She supposed maybe that was the difference between her and a whore. She did not show off what the puffs hid any chance she got, and didn’t wear that odd clothing they wore. The clothing that almost looked like they were just trying to show off as much skin as possible. Also, Alice didn’t do what whores tended to do with men, which was an act she was only vaguely aware of. Only knowing enough to know that Dr. Bumby had done that with her sister, and that was a time that it was unwanted. “I suppose that could be the difference. Then again, there might also be the difference in that I do not do the things they do. Though, I guess I could do that too if I wanted to. Though, that would likely make me a whore and not an Alice then.”
Her naivety showed in that there was a sense of being a “whore” and an “Alice” at the same time. Then again, Alice’s logic seemed to bend and break, and then reform in a insanely fast manner. Making her brand of thinking one that easily adjusted to such a mad shadow like Dark. Even if Alice was unable to tell that Dark was crazy. It was yet to be seen whether or not that was a good thing. Her green hues looked towards the shadow. If she did notice he was getting giddier by the minute, Alice didn’t show it on her face. Her expression remained impassive as his giddiness was now exposed. Her gaze seemed to drift away from him before making any sound leave her lips. “And why is “Link” not fun?” That was likely a terrible question to ask.
“And I am not sure giving it back would stop them. Unless you aimed to make sure they couldn’t cause it anymore.” Like she had with Dr. Bumby. For after she knew what he had done to her and her family, she felt she could not let him live. Especially when she knew what he was doing to the other children in that place. What he had planned to do with her. The thoughts only caused her to faintly shudder. After all, there were only a few things that brought intense emotional reaction from her, and the truth about him planning to make her a whore was not one of them. But, as the “strange” conversation continued between her and Dark, she had no idea she was confusing the shadow. Then again, a lot of people would likely be confused by what she said. Let alone how she spoke.
She raised an eyebrow as he called her confused. She didn’t know why that was until he pointed to where her skin was exposed. Her eyes focused on her hands that were exposed. The skin pale just like her face. Yet at least she didn’t have the almost ashen look she had in “London”. Her eyes soon blinked when Dark said she was un-modest. Alice titled her head as she looked over herself. “Maybe? I feel modesty has nothing to do with showing the skin of one’s face or one’s hands.” Her hands pressed themselves slightly against her sides. “I believe it is showing more than need be…for who would want to cover their face and hands unless they are cold?” Alice did not have a desire to hide her face and hands. She didn’t even really have a desire to hide her body.
It was just a force of habit that made her feel nice. Since having the stares the whores got didn’t look all too pleasant, and she could still remember her mother telling her not to run around without clothing or just in her underwear. At least one thing had stuck from her childhood. Alice hadn’t noticed Dark scowl at her words about Hysteria. Which, while it would change her appearance and her clothes, was a last ditch effort to keep herself alive. A defense mechanism so to speak. For after that, Alice was a little too close to “death” for comfort. But, now she decided to comment on seeing into the future. To keep herself from having to talk about a power she would rather not use. “The…Sheikah? Who are they?” If they could see the “truth”, then they would make quite good friends with the Caterpillar.
She almost appeared confused when Dark called her practical. She knew what the word meant. But, because she knew what it meant, that only made his statement possibly more odd. For why was she practical just because she didn’t think flashing what was underneath her poofs would do anything? Let alone to monsters! “I am not sure it is practical as it is more…just knowing that such a thing would not affect them.” After all, what would a monster get by seeing her drawers? Alice could not think of anything. Then again, maybe that was because she was a human, or an “Alice” as Dark kept putting it, and not a monster. Thus, she actually couldn’t be sure. Yet, the faint amount of sanity still inside of her told her that they would likely not care for such a thing.
In her impulsiveness, she had forgotten the rule she had put into place to try and be “fair”. However, it wasn’t like Alice felt a true compulsion to win. For if she wasn’t playing a “game” to keep herself from dying, what was the use of the game? But, once she started, she was not going to stop until it ended. But in the meantime, she and the shadow kept up their conversation. Likely appearing quite odd for having such a conversation in the middle of a fight. Though, Alice likely did not care. Her eyes trained on the shadow as he brought up an interesting point. If she lost her sanity, was it really that important? She supposed not considering she had “Londerland” now. Yet, Alice couldn’t help but wonder what life would be like with a truly sane mind.
“That is possible. But, I still view it as important compared to most other things.” After that, Dark asked her another question. She answered impassively which rewarded her with yet another reply. A brief moment of silence lingered before Alice made any move to speak. “I want it because I lost it. And what is lost should be found. No matter what that lost thing is.” It was almost childish. But, how else was she to explain such a desire? Even if her “promise land” had been given to her through her muddle mess of sanity and insanity! However, if Dark could give her sanity, that “promise land” might be something she was willing to sacrifice. Maybe. “Very well. Then you shall get Hyrule if you win.” She just hoped she would know how to give him that if he won the game.
The killing of the monsters went on between them. One sometimes getting one kill and the other sometimes getting multiple. Alice found herself not wanting to count the number of monsters she had killed. Since this was a game though, she went on ahead and kept track of how many she had ended, and how many Dark had ended. Though, the shadow seemed to take pride in his kills. Admittedly, Alice felt neither pride nor sorrow. Just…nothing. The only time she had felt something when she had killed was when she pushed Dr. Bumby in front of that train. She had actually felt…happy…and relieved…for the first time in years. Not because of the act she had committed. But because of the fact the man, who had destroyed her family and her sanity, had his just dues given to him.
“Maybe so. But then we wouldn’t have been able to play this game.” Her voice didn’t sound excited or sad about that. She sounded, like usual, like she was only stating fact. When Dark mentioned fear though, Alice appeared to almost show a flicker of emotion. But whatever it was, it was gone as quickly as it came. “Yes…maybe fearing nothing is best….But…maybe fearing something might be a drive to do things…or to have something to do beyond just…living….” Her words almost seemed like a jumbled up mess of out spoken thoughts. However, now was not the time for her to linger on such matters. She had a monster to kill. She jumped onto the monster using her ability. Then, she stabbed into the monster to keep herself from being flung off! Yet in the end, the effort was all for naught.
For while she was able to kill the monster, Alice found herself flung off the creature. Luckily, or unluckily depending on how one looked at it, she hit Dark and knocked him over. A normal person might apologize or feel terribly awkward at the position they were in. But not Alice. Immediately, she stood up as if nothing had happened. She heard Dark, but she chose not to reply until after she killed the monster for sure. “I can in the right conditions I suppose.” After that, Alice made sure to double check her math. Once she had, Alice declared, in her own way, that she had won the fight. She looked only blankly at Dark as he seemed to start accusing her of miss-counting. “I believe I have not counted wrong…but you may double check.”
Let her win? That was new! “Yes. I believe I did when I used my Pepper grinder. But, I believe you did as well when you flung your shield. So, we are even.” That would just subtract one kill from both of them if she remembered right. That would still make it nine to eight, with the nine in her favor. The shadow continued to whine though. It almost reminded her of the more intolerable residents of Wonderland. She spoke not a word though until Dark mentioned her poofs. An eyebrow faintly rose as she tilted her head. Waiting until he had mentioned fetching the gold before breaking the silence on her end. “My poofs? I thought you wanted Hyrule if you lost. Did you change your mind in the middle of the fight?” Alice did not realize he might mean using her poofs as a shield from the sun.
Alice waited for Dark to take care of getting the money. She supposed they would need to get on a train and leave town. But to where? She briefly remembered glancing over the choices of places to go at the train station. None of them were that appealing. After all, none of them were Wonderland! Maybe going by train to Wonderland was not an option? Her finger lightly tapped her chin as she stood there. As she did that, Alice thought she noticed something odd. Her eyebrows furrowed a little in an attempt to see it better. However, before Alice could see what or who that was, she heard a hollowed cry. Alice looked in Dark’s direction. Since the sound sounded like it came from there. Yet, she saw nothing. Having no idea Dark’s doppelganger had fled to find a darker place.
“Hurry? Are we in a rush?” She moved towards Dark. She felt the sensation of being watched. Yet again though, Alice saw nothing, or the object was too far away to tell. “Or is there something off about this area?” She asked because it was possible Dark was feeling the same way she was. If that was the case, they needed to move. “For if there is something off, that gives us more reason to leave.” Alice had taken the gold from Dark. She opened the bag and counted out the amount they had. It wasn’t a whole lot, but it was more than she had seen in over a decade. “Though to answer your question, we can buy tickets over there. Though, why do you not need gold?” Alice moved towards the train station more with the assumption Dark would be right behind her.
As she moved to pay for tickets, Alice noticed something a bit odd. A person just…standing there with something metal and flat in their hands. She felt insanely curious about the odd sight. But, that feeling of faint dread kept her still. “Dark…do you see that?” She pointed towards the person. “Do you think we should talk to that person, or should we just leave?” Alice only asked because Dark may or may not be hyper sensitive to whatever was off. Maybe he would be a better judge as to whether or not leaving was better than satisfying their curiosities? She had no idea that Dark might not be the best person to give the responsibility of choosing. Especially between satisfying a want and just getting something possibly unimportant in his eyes.
Oh it is so
Amazing here
It’s alright
Cause there is beauty
In the break down
Where am I?: Nergal Train Station with Dark.
Who I am fond of: “Wonderland”
Weapon of choice: Vorpral Blade, Teapot Cannon, Pepper Grinder, Clockwork Bomb, Hobby Horse
Hysteria: Active, Not Active
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