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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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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.