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The whole time Artemis had only spoke of her name, and that was it. She watched the newer people in the room with careful, non-trusting eyes. Heck, she looked at all of them in the room like that. Every time she exhaled a icy mist passed her slightly parted lips, hanging in the air for a second before vanishing all together. Standing in the back of the room, behind the others a little ways, she was hidden partially in the shadows, holding a tungsten tipped arrow in her right hand. Her gloved thumb ran across the tip before a sharp pain seared up her right arm causing her muscles to tense, releasing the arrow as it fell to the ground with a gentle 'clank'. It was not heard, however, Johnathan was ranting about cakes, you couldn't hear anything.

Art placed a hand on the white cloth tied around the upper part of her right arm. It was drenched in her own crimson red liquid, drying now since the cut was from earlier. It still ached though. With a gentle sigh and the slight clench of her jaw beneath her dark hood, she grabbed the end of the cloth and yanked it off. She cringed some from the wisp of pain the quick movement brought, shaking out of her right, metal shoulder-pad. It hit the floor with a louder thud, the bloody cloth floating down after it to land on top. Artemis was already reaching for the rip in her shirt from the cut the cat-like thing gave her. She ripped it further down her sleeve as she gazed at the wound. It was a strange dark red color, the skin around it rosy pink-ish purple. She quirked a brow, head turning towards the group as they began talking about 'How to take out the Dark Alice's.'

"How do we take them out? Well, I think we have to find them all first. Might be easier to strike at them when they're all converged in one spot instead of mindlessly tracking them down around Wonderland."


That was the most stupidest idea Art had heard. "Our first mistake would be trying to take them out together. First off, we don't know what they're bringing to the table. What if they are stronger than us? Most likely they are. Taking them out with all of them grouped up is just idiotic. We'd be picked off. I say staying in a group and tracking them down would possibly be better." she explained quickly, voice smooth and calm sounding, almost blunt. It was the second time she had spoke, a new record. Finally stepping closer to the group, she didn't care if they gawked at her tore shirt, hadn't anyone ever seen a cut before?

Lifting her left hand she slid it back across her head, knocking her hood off. It fell around her shoulders, black hair framing her face, it a bit unkempt from the hood always being on. "Also, I have never seen this maze before. How big is it? Does anyone know any paths? I'm thinking when we get to it flame boy here can burn the thing to the ground.Unless, stone.. Hmm.. No way around..." Artemis went on grumbling the last part to herself, glancing at Kit, then Johnathan as she bent down a little, grabbing herself a cup of tea. As she touched it, however, the liquid inside froze over, the cup bursting into a million tiny, glass shards in her hands, falling to the floor. Her eyes widened barely, "I apologize, I still haven't got this ice thing under control." she explained almost sheepishly, taking a step back once more, dusting the shards from her gloves. She hoped Johnathan wouldn't go crazy.. He had broke many of his cups himself! It was an accident!