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 Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 10:37 pm
 'Tis the voice of the Lobster: I heard him declare
"You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my hair."
As a duck with its eyelids, so he with his nose
Trims his belt and his buttons, and turns out his toes.
When the sands are all dry, he is gay as a lark,
And will talk in contemptuous tones of the Shark;
But, when the tide rises and sharks are around,
His voice has a timid and tremulous sound.
I passed by his garden, and marked, with one eye,
How the Owl and the Panther were sharing a pie:
The Panther took pie-crust, and gravy, and meat,
While the Owl had the dish as its share of the treat.
When the pie was all finished, the Owl, as a boon,
Was kindly permitted to pocket the spoon;
While the Panther received knife and fork with a growl,
And concluded the banquet by ---
Pausing her recitation, Alice looked up to where she knew the sky would be, only to let out a wistful sigh. The air smelled rather clean today, and that usually meant others would be out and about. But as of yet, she had not found anyone to help her back to the area she called 'home'. Instead she'd wandered, reciting poems and such she'd heard before to attempt and keep herself from panicking about being so far away from familiar scents.
Who was she kidding.
She was friggin LOST!
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 11:12 pm
Reggie was frolicking along as per usual, accidentally getting blood all over his favorite flowers and grimacing a bit. He was slowly starting to realize what an issue his undead, rotting status was and wouldn't lend him many friends thanks to his appearance. But he had Lavius, and his sisters, and upon hearing a voice he still didn't hesitate to approach.
"You recite that very well," He said, tentatively approaching the blue fox, unaware of her handicap and still deathly afraid he'd frighten her. "A-are you a fan of Lewis Carrol?"
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 11:35 pm
The approaching scent of blood sent her heart into a twitter, at first thinking it to be her beloved friend. But at second whiff, it wasn't the same. It was...well, she could only describe it as different, if not just a bit more comforting. Though anyone who would be able to hear her think that would wonder how one would find something like the smell of blood comforting. Nonetheless, she turned towards the scent's origin, a gentle smile on her face.
"I am indeed a fan of his works. I didn't think anyone was close enough to hear me..." At her own words, she lit up. She wasn't alone anymore! "Are you also a fan of his?"
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 11:51 pm
"Ah! Sorry! I didn't mean to eavesdrop," Reginald said as he fiddled with his claws, looking awkward. "I just wasn't expecting anyone to be around and I heard the recitation and-- I'm sorry, miss," He said, taking a slight bow. "Wah... I... I should introduce myself. Yes. I am Sir Reginald, son of Sir Franklin," He stated, taking another spastic bow. Later he was going to be immensely grateful she couldn't see the fumbling.
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 11:58 pm
Laughing lightly, she tilted her head and 'looked' at him. "Don't be sorry, I just thought I was lost AND alone. I'm happy to have company." She could hear him moving around, but quite unsure what exactly he was doing. "Ah, what a lovely name, Sir Reginald. I don't have a title, but I'm Alice."
Looking up briefly, she shifted so that her wings 'flittered' a little before looking back to where he was. "Could I ask you to describe yourself to me, Sir Reginald? All I can determine is that you are probably accompanied by a bit of blood...Of course, only if it will not trouble you."
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 8:42 am
"Describe myself?" Reggie asked before looking down at his appearance and wondering about the request before deducing from it and her far off look she must not be able to see him, giving him a brief sense of safety followed by panic, wondering how to make himself sound like anything other then a monster. "I suppose... I supposed the blood comes from... 'wounds'? That's not the word. They will never heal, though I am not exactly in one piece... I pride myself in dressing in a formal fashion nonetheless," He stated, chest puffed out and sitting on his haunches, though he knew she couldn't see the posture.
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 12:30 pm
Pondering this for a moment, she smiled. "I suppose that will do, Sir Reginald. I doubt I will ever find out what you mean by that, but..." Breathing in deep, she let her breath out slowly. "...I can tell you're a very good person. And that's all I really need to know."
Giggling lightly, she pawed in his direction gently, just in case she were to actually make contact. "Well, what brings you over here? Do you live closeby?"
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 1:06 am
"You're... very trusting," Reginald responded, halfway between flattered and suddenly very concerned. If he was not him and someone with less then savory intentions and she was so trusting... the what-ifs made his stomach churn.
He saw her pawing towards him and watched the moving appendage for a moment, hesitating before extending his own paw to be caught by hers.
"I live... kind of close by. I usually like to go through walks. I like this field," He said, worried about her reaction to the texture of his fur.
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Posted: Fri Jun 04, 2010 11:24 am
"I can tell that you have a good soul." Laughing lightly, she rested her paw on top of his for a moment, simply to make sure he was actually there.
The feel of his fur was...majorly different than her other blood-soaked friend...It was much more bloody. And he was...bony?
"Living close by is a very good thing. And...this field is usually free from heavy traffic, so I enjoy it as well." She smiled, touching around his arm to get a better feel of who and what he was.
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Posted: Fri Jun 04, 2010 3:47 pm
"Ah--... um..." Reginald tilted his head away awkwardly, scrunching his mouth to the side, trying to think of what to say. He didn't want to outright yell "I'm totally undead and falling apart, you might not want to get so close because pieces of me will come off and stain you with the smell of rot!" But at the same time he felt a tinge of guilt, like he was being deceptive, and of course, not revealing the truth was equivalent to lying.
For now, he would avoid it.
"Ah... is there anywhere I can escort you to, Ms. Alice?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 11:22 pm
"Escort...?"
Her head tilted just a bit to the side, confused for a moment since she'd never really heard that word before. But putting it in context...
"Ah...Do you think it would be too much trouble for you to help me find my way back to...a building of sorts, I believe?" Closing her sightless eyes, she laughed lightly. "I'm...afraid I don't know exactly where to go..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 1:36 am
"You don't?" Reggie cringed, wondering how she got around at all. "Well, we can head to the nearest building and go from there, I guess," He deduced with a nod, reestablishing his grip on her, moving to a gentle hold on her arm and leading a walk in the direction he came from.
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 11:27 am
"Thank you..." Letting out a breathy laugh, she went along with him easily, feeling much better than a few moments before. It was so comforting, having someone near her, helping her again.
"N-normally I stay in one place...By a 'couch', but...well...you see what's happened by deciding to try and explore..."
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 6:46 pm
"Ah, there's nothing wrong with wanting to explore. Or at least there shouldn't be," Reggie stated, though he was keeping a paranoid grip, trying to firmly assure himself he wouldn't lose her conflicting with his urge to be gentle as well.
"If you'd ever like to go exploring-- I- I mean again, I'd be happy to assist you, Ms. Alice."
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