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pawnstorm2016-03-18 09:59 pm
digophelia) wrote in pawnstorm2016-03-18 09:59 pm
I grew and I throve well. Word from word gave words to me.
Who: Alice and OPEN
When: Backdated to March 16th
Where: Downtown school
What: Alice comes to entertain the children like the mother hen that she is and tells them stories Wonderland
Rating: TBA. I mean, I don't see this getting past a PG13 rating.
“The children loved you all at the snowball fight last month. If you could come and talk with them for a bit, it would be much appreciated. Oh, and is the one with the arms coming?”
[ Without hesitation, Alice took to the task eagerly, making her way down to the city and into the school. She wasn't tall enough to give them piggy back rides, unfortunately. She was barely taller than the older children. Normally subdued around adults, Alice felt more at ease entertaining the children at the school; she even found herself smiling, especially when the younger children took to her hands and tugged on her, her hands and clothing.
She walked with them freely, allowing them to take her anywhere that they pleased. They were more at ease than the children that she used to care for and, in time, Alice had forgotten her guilt for the children back in London. She was playing games with them and, of course, even found herself telling them stories. Never a soul she would utter a word about Wonderland, but children were an exception to this. Children were always enthralled with her stories of Wonderland, sitting around her, wide-eyed, as a very animated Alice explained each and every detail, to paint the picture. By the afternoon, Alice had a several children around her, sitting at their level, as she told them stories about the dreadful Queen of Hearts, the talking garden, and most of all, which always seems to entertain children, the mad tea party- ]
"At any rate I’ll never go THERE again!" I said as she picked my way through the wood. `It’s the stupidest tea-party I ever was at in all my life!"
Just as I said this, I noticed that one of the trees had a door leading right into it. `That’s very curious!’ I thought. `But everything’s curious today. I think I may as well go in at once.’ And in I went.
[ Then what happens next, they ask. ]
When: Backdated to March 16th
Where: Downtown school
What: Alice comes to entertain the children like the mother hen that she is and tells them stories Wonderland
Rating: TBA. I mean, I don't see this getting past a PG13 rating.
“The children loved you all at the snowball fight last month. If you could come and talk with them for a bit, it would be much appreciated. Oh, and is the one with the arms coming?”
[ Without hesitation, Alice took to the task eagerly, making her way down to the city and into the school. She wasn't tall enough to give them piggy back rides, unfortunately. She was barely taller than the older children. Normally subdued around adults, Alice felt more at ease entertaining the children at the school; she even found herself smiling, especially when the younger children took to her hands and tugged on her, her hands and clothing.
She walked with them freely, allowing them to take her anywhere that they pleased. They were more at ease than the children that she used to care for and, in time, Alice had forgotten her guilt for the children back in London. She was playing games with them and, of course, even found herself telling them stories. Never a soul she would utter a word about Wonderland, but children were an exception to this. Children were always enthralled with her stories of Wonderland, sitting around her, wide-eyed, as a very animated Alice explained each and every detail, to paint the picture. By the afternoon, Alice had a several children around her, sitting at their level, as she told them stories about the dreadful Queen of Hearts, the talking garden, and most of all, which always seems to entertain children, the mad tea party- ]
"At any rate I’ll never go THERE again!" I said as she picked my way through the wood. `It’s the stupidest tea-party I ever was at in all my life!"
Just as I said this, I noticed that one of the trees had a door leading right into it. `That’s very curious!’ I thought. `But everything’s curious today. I think I may as well go in at once.’ And in I went.
[ Then what happens next, they ask. ]
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Vietnam came much later, having had some other work too, but she settled in quite easily with the little ones who wanted to make things. A cardboard house? Sure, she'll help there, even quickly making a set of drapes to go with it.
There's a small distance between her and Alice, so she's able to overhear the story. It's a very familiar tale, and she's pretty sure she's heard of it. Either way, someone exciting seems to be coming up, so she looks at some of the distracted children.]
I think she's talking about one of her adventures! [And she encourages them to go listen.]
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She tries to explain them to the children to the best of her ability, before Wonderland became corrupted and the both of them becoming just as twisted as her mind. ]
Well of course the Mad Hatter has a big hat -- one much too big for his head!
[ She had just noticed that she had garnished even more listeners, more running over to her. Children are weird, they assert themselves to the newcomers that they weren't invited. Alice nearly laughs. ]
Goodness, there's no invitation to stories.
[ She's humored with the small streak of possessiveness. Just Alice greets the newcomer, she does, eventually spot another adult. ]
Oh, hello.
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But really, these children could be quite sassy! Then again, children were more likely to be honest about their feelings. Either way, she's pleased that the children were able to join in, because their glorious storyteller is really the one controlling the floor.
But before that, when she is spotted by the lead, Vietnam raises one hand to wave.]
Hello! Please, continue, don't let me interrupt. [The children are eager!]
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[ They were eager, weren't they? It's hard to deter her attention from this woman from her stories, watching more children settle in. It was still easy for her to lose herself in that fantasy land. ]
Oh. Then where was I...
[ She got derailed answering questions about the Mad Hatter and the March Hare. It's when one little hand shoots up and asks her about what happens when she left. Now she remembers, how she veered off into the Queen's corquet match. ]
You all remember the Duchess, yes? Oh, the ones who just joined us, I can tell you about her, if you like! You know, in Wonderland, pepper makes you very irritable, not how it is in the regular world.
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Just as Vietnam was thinking it, another child was also curious about the exact same thing: the pepper.]
What does it do! Why does it make you irritable? [The nice child may have said "irritable" much slower. New word get!]
i'm so sorry for the delay
[ Children are bound to interrupt, they have short attention spans. They will climb and pull on Alice's dress, all the while asking absurd questions. No matter what the adults do, they're going to be distracted.
Alice would know, this is exactly how her sister dealt with her. ]
Oh, well, you see pepper makes you sneeze a lot! When the cook used so much pepper, all she would do was sneeze and her baby would always cry.
[ Never mind said baby turned into a pig (for whatever reason) and certainly, there's no need to mention that the Duchess became even more mad by trying to eat Alice. ]
I suppose you can obtain a bigger pepper grinder in Wonderland and use it, but there isn't anything special about it, beyond that.
[ She's more than happy to teach them big words! She's certainly forgot that children are more limited than she was at that age. ]
totally fine and take your time! /sometimes slow myself
It never changes even when they get older. Vietnam can confirm this, as she metaphorically stares off into the horizon, because of her own siblings.]
I never sniffed pepper before!!
Then you are lucky. [And she sure hoped they won't even try.]
Did you ever get one? [The giant pepper grinder!! It sounds like it could be amazing.]
What happens next? [Apparently some of these children are imagining Alice fighting off hordes of cooks with pepper now. And yeah big words!! By the end of this, they're going to be really smart.]
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[ But knowing how kids function and knowing how she was after she was told not to, this may be disregarded and a kid may attempt it just to be contrary. Hopefully, an explanation as to what happens is enough of a deterrent and moves their attention spans. ]
Oh, I did get a very large pepper grinder from her, later on, of course.
[ When she was done trying to eat Alice and sent her along to collect pig snouts. Anyway- ]
And what happens next sounds silly, I'm sure, but after all of that yelling, I decided to take her poor baby with me out for fresh air.Oh, but as soon as I looked down, it wasn't a baby boy I was holding, but a baby pig.
[ She's here to fuel their imaginations and potentially open up more questions. The reactions she gets nearly gets a laugh from a usually solemn Alice. Alice's green eyes dance up to the other women. ]
It sounds silly, doesn't it? I'm sure our friend here has equally strange adventures.
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And then all the students went to lunch. Your school staff worked hard on it, so how about giving Miss Hero a break. She'll be here when you get back.
[You know. Probably. He has no idea what Alice's plans for the day are, but she does seem to be enjoying herself... Speaking of Alice, his eyes flick up to her face as the kids split between trundling out towards the cafeteria and protesting they want to hear more. She's an interesting girl, isn't she. In more ways than the fact her stories don't sound like stories.]
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Some of them look young enough when she was that age, when the fire happened. His voice cuts through, but the eyes of the children darting their attention to the new adult in the room is what pulls Alice back, eventually. She does little to show the surprise on her face; she was expecting to be on her own, which was fine. But Alice is left sitting there, watching them depart, but she assures them that they'll hear the rest when they get back. ]
It's alright, I won't be leaving until the end of the day.
[ She isn't interested in anything else, frankly. Wars, weapons, and dungeons weren't her absolute element, compared to caring for children. ]
I wasn't expecting assistance, sir. Thank you?
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[Surprisingly he smiles somewhat. A little sadly, but he looks away to cover it up.]
You're pretty good with kids. I'm impressed. And here I thought we were all hot heads and bundles of trouble. [Well, well. Apparently not. He holds out his arm like a gentleman!] How about it? Hungry? I can say the food won't kill you, though how edible you find it is up to interpretation~
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[ Poor Alice, she doesn't think too much of herself and her work. ]
It's nothing. I was a matron to orphans before I came here; I suppose it comes natural now.
[ Or, rather, Alice has strove to be the opposite of what she once was. Alice glances at his arm, and then back to him, offering a sheepish look. She does what she can to be polite, offering a small wave. Even the smallest touch makes her uncomfortable. ]
I suppose I could stand to eat. [ She really could, she's abysmally thin. ] Please lead the way, then.
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[But he does, however, end up listening to Alice's story as sticks to the walls, and should she happen to look in his direction, he offers a small wave.]
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When they ask where they were now, however, Alice falters and her line of vision goes upward to Dust. Whether or not he's good at storytelling, Alice seizes this opportunity to avoid a sensitive question. ]
Oh, hello there! Have you decided joined us?
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I was... listening to your story, that's all. It sounds incredible. A lot different from Falana.
Besides the obvious, of course. [As in the fact that the people there weren't humans.]
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Are they?
[ She pauses as she considers the fact that he listened to her story. The fact that he's not human eases her worry. People can't be completely trusted, she finds, especially now. Her posture relaxes and Alice offers a light scoff. ]
Oh, it's nonsense I conjured up as a child one day, as to escape from my history lessons.
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[He'd believed it all! It might be fantastic but it certainly isn't implausible!]
You made it all up!?
sorry for such a late response ;;
[ She's a little surprised by this reaction. She considered herself to be a good story teller, though, never got this sort of reaction. But her attention to each and every detail when it came to Wonderland- well, usually people dismiss her.
It's odd that in this world, people and even children take a fascination to it. ]
I was quite the daydreamer as a child, I would retreat to that world often.
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[ She says matter of factly, worried that she's possibly said too much to indicate Wonderland became more than just a childish escape mechanism. But she is patient, and it's an honest question, so she shrugs off the notion of it being too malicious and evasive. ]
As I often did; I was terrible, I had no focus on much of anything other than that. Though, my home was lovely, it was a peaceful place. It was clean and colorful.
[ Before all of it burned down to the ground. ]
The city I resided in before Blanc was anything like that. It was squalor and filthy. It was unsafe to walk the streets, there was frequent crime and poverty. [ She's sparing him the nitty gritty, too. ] If I was to be here for the rest of my life and not return to London, I would not complain.