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located in Down the Rabbit-Hole, a part of On the Wings of a Dream, one of the many universes on RPG.

Down the Rabbit-Hole

You are standing in a large hall, so large you can't see the walls or the ceiling.


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Belca ... ? That sounds about right ....

She couldn't help snorting at the Duchess' words. Never to speak that way? Oh, the poor woman hadn't heard her speak yet. The term 'a sailor's mouth' was probably invented [i]for[/i] Belca.

Belca had followed the others behind the tree, but only because the Duchess had said so. She still believed that somehow the Duchess could defeat this little welcoming party Jabberwocky had left behind for them, and they would possibly only get in her way even more.

And suddenly she was a child again, hands clapped over her ears, trembling as a female voice screamed at her, telling her just how much of a bother she was, had always been.

"Always getting in everyone's way, a right little bundle of joy, you are. Why can't you do us all a favour and just get lost somewhere?" It snarled, the words winding around her like thorny vines, cutting and slicing.

Words like a thorny vine......

Watching the mallet be ripped off the Duchess' hands, Belca gritted her teeth, darting anxious glances at Sinistra and Destra, wishing they would just join the fray already. But she still couldn't work up the courage to jump in where she might be unwanted.

The little shapeless mass, indistinguishable from a heap of clothes, sobbed pitifully in the corner of her dark room. WHy didn't anybody want her?

Maybe, just maybe, it would be better if she
did go away, if she just .... disappeared...

Belca scowled. To be regaining parts of her memory, bad, horrible parts that she must have wanted to forget anyway, and that too at a time like this, what perfect timing.

Hearing the Duchess shout, she sprang up, already running towards the other woman. She would never admit it, but even though their interactions had been short, and they had next to nothing in common whatsoever, Belca was beginning to feel fond of the other. She sounded so much like the mother she either - judging by the little bits of memory she had managed to recover - never had or couldn't remember.

It wasn't that she wasn't afraid of the Beast, she was, but she knew that simply cowering in one's boots wouldn't achieve anything. If they didn't fight, they would be killed whether or not they were afraid or not. Besides, what she felt towards Jabberwocky and its minions was more of a repulsion than fear. Closer to utter hatred and disgust, but not complete, overwhelming fear, though fear did make up a part of it. She might be reckless at times, but she wasn't stupid.

β™  The 'Queen' of Spades β™ 
Fiore's eyes narrowed, not looking away from his Sister .... Alice. She had ceased being his sister years ago, around the time he had come here.

"As if you would come by for that. Surely you have had time for sisterly visits and would have utilized it had you wanted to before."

Hearing Aria's voice, his mouth narrowed to a line. This was the worst timing for her to be waking up. Alice wasn't known for her gentleness or subtlety, and Fiore was powerless to stop her if she decided to do something to Aria - for absolutely no other purpose than to demonstrate that she could, and keep the other Chains under her thumb with the fear that knowledge would produce.

However, when he turned to the girl, his lips were smiling. Not his eyes though, they were frozen and cold.

"Would you be so kind as to step outside for a moment, Aria? We have certain matters to discuss."

My Name IsAlice

A flicker of irritation played over Alice's face before she carefully arranged them into a sweet smile again,catching Aria's arm.
"Stay." she breathed, before turning to Fiore, "How rude of you, little brother. You hurt me."

Pausing for a moment, she offered them her most dazzling smile, though she knew it would probably be a lost cause on Fiore. The girl, on the other hand....... she looked smart, but innocent, untouched by Wonderlandian politics and therefore an easy person to bend to her will. Stubborn, but with the right words, she could be directed to what Alice wanted.

"The Jabberwocky's returned. With your handy little purification power, you might want to go visit Wonderland and see the state of things for yourself. Now, how about we put all these Politics aside? How is your stay in Wonderland going, Aria, was it? I hope you're enjoying yourself?" she smiled, ignoring Fiore, who looked like he was fuming on the inside but was perfectly arranged on the outside.