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Now, there were many things Alice knew, she was smart and cunning for sure. She'd read so many books in her lifetime she could fill up 436 Libraries to the top and still have a few left over for a coffee table. Still, she knew nothing about how one could become Queen, real Queen. How to defeat evil Queens who invaded her dreams when she slept at night and off-with-her-headed their way through a dream scape that happened years upon years ago. How did one rid the world of something like that? There had to be a way, and Alice was going to find it. Just, needed to ignore the pang of guilt for leaving Hatter's home without a note. She doubted the little GIRL-Hare would tell Hatter. As Hare didn't seem to like Alice at all.
Not that Hatter, no, Reginald liked Alice at all either. Running out on her when she was just trying to clean? The deeper into Ozland she seemed to drift, the more coherent her lines of thought were. It was frighteningly amazing. Frightening because she wasn't sure she should be sane when thinking of killing Queens or taking thrones.. Amazing because she did so miss rational thoughts and the clever conversations she had with herself.
Clever and Witty, that's what Alice was underneath this little blue dress (Which really hugged her curves more than she remembered as a child!), and the golden blond hair. She was smart. She was Clever. And by whatever powers she should have, wit and learning and all of that, should! Should! Make it easy for her to usurp the once Queen of Hearts and push Alice into the place she belonged! No! That she was born for!
Or something like that.
The road was a strange yellow brick now. Who had Yellow bricks? YELLOW? This sounded familiar. This sounded like something she knew. People sure were short around here. Or was it that Alice really was tall? Was Reginald right? She was tall now? Alice didn't feel tall. She felt leaner than she used to be, she'd been a little pudgy as a child, or so her mother had always said. But Tall?
Or maybe people were just short.
Maybe.
Alice skipped over the bricks and through the middle of the road, on her way towards the ever looming City.
What the hell kind of place had Wonderland become? Ozland? What the hell was OZ?
Hearts. Alice saw Hearts.
HEARTS.
She wanted to gag. Hearts made her feel like her head was going to come off.
..she hoped no one noticed her coming. Surprise was the name of the game.
Tags:
knave of hearts, alice
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Great. Just what he needed, another fucking loony running around Ozland. Unfortunately for Alice, Knave was pretty accustomed to insanity. With a heavy eye-roll he shifted, clapping a heavy hand over her mouth. "Look. I get enough batshit insanity every damn day. Gimme something else will ya?" Knave didn't remember her being this crazy when she was a kid. Oh the things Wonderland did to the mind.
"Look blondie, I don't really remember your name right now, and I promise you, all I want to do it talk. No bullshit, not nonsense, and I will not hurt you. You understand me? I'm gonna let you go, but you yell, or scream or run, or pull anything else and I'll be on you again, got that?" He released her mouth first and then, after a moment, her wrist.
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