Cheshire's Story

Rhia’s eyes fixated on Cheshire. She had no intention of wandering around, especially at this hour, but she wasn’t going to voice such things, it would surely comfort him, and at the moment she almost found amusement in making him sweat a little. Rhia, you should go to sleep, she mentally told herself, this isn’t you, you might actually scorn his feelings a bit. Was that possible though when he held her at such a figurative distance? She didn’t regret contracting with him, but she was far from content with her situation. She had no control over her own life, what happened in it. Cheshire was her constant reminder, and due to this fact, she had lashed out at him. She knew she’d feel guilty in the morning, and would apologize abundantly, but for now, she allowed herself a moment of stubbornness, better now than later after all. Now it wouldn’t be as life threatening. She needed to get her anger and frustration out before things became serious, before a mistake was deadly. She had nothing against Cheshire as a person or creature, but the way he treated her, the way he wrenched, seized, and heaved her along, it was like poking her with the blade of a knife, a knife titled powerlessness, alias known as dependency. She had no choice but to place her life in his hands, and was given even less choice but to hold his in her own. It wasn’t fair, she wasn’t certain she could handle the blame if she were to fail him. She watched him commence to make his departure, not letting the terror or panic show in her eyes or upon her exterior. She wasn’t that pathetic, even if she was, she wasn’t consenting enough to express it. She mentally jerked in annoyance and discomfort. Why was he still here? Why wouldn’t he just leave so she could finally lower her guard, the strong front she was trying to maintain.. She hesitantly spoke again, laying down, however on her back, eyes held open persistently, “I had no intention of wandering around.. I told you before I’m not a kid.” she countered, she was embarrassed now, hoping he couldn’t see the minor color alteration of her cheeks. It departed instantly; he was annoyed with her as well. Life was going to be difficult. She wasn’t sure how long she could continue to live this way. Everyone, everything around her was trying to force her to mold into something she wasn’t, into a person they wanted her to be. She wasn’t willing to do this, she wasn’t even sure how much of herself she’d already lost. She ignored his attempts to warn her, she didn’t care. He’s just worried about his own life, he couldn't give a damn about me so he can stop pretending!!! That little coward doesn’t have anything to worry about! he doesn’t have to change me, I’m not going to get someone killed on my account! Horrid you say? I beg to differ. You’re rude, you constantly contradict yourself, and you disrespect everyone’s personal space. I detest being called a child, I hate your smug little smirk and you always seem to manage to make a fool of me. Of course I find you to be the most horrid of creatures, you’re just the easiest to get along with compared to the rest, the only reason I agreed. Of course that's the only reason.. I was just lonely..desparate.. She closed her eyes, no longer wanting to pay attention. Why were his mannerisms getting under her skin so badly anyhow? She decided to not ponder on it. She’d just ignore him from this point on unless it was required she’d have to pay him attention. She waited until he was long gone to rest, but it took her several hours before she'd passed out, her body having forced her to sleep.

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Absolem nods at Grey, “I understand, I simply cannot promise your safety if you leave my sights, or wander off to such places.” The man combed through his hair, something he seemed to do quite often, not exactly to his own knowledge, it was a subconscious comfort. He knew he could stop talking for a bit, looking around at the flowers and wildlife of wonderland that surrounded them, both big and small. He lived near the more peaceful creatures, so unless Grey stepped on one of them, neither male had reason to worry about being harmed, “If we caught them earlier in the day, the flowers would have sang to you.” He informed Grey, with any luck easing the boy’s mind.

“I see, that will prove rather helpful. I simply ask you do your very best.” His voice was calm, a hint of mildness intertwined within it, but it was quite feeble, almost unobtrusive. At least he’s a trooper, good, that will prove quite useful to his, and my own survival. Absolem felt a tense sensation, the situation made him nervous. The vibes the boy was giving off, it was something Absolem was unfamiliar with, what exactly was it? He tried not to focus too perplexedly on the matter however.

That is, until Grey’s next words;
"You can count on me Absolem," he said to the man, "I won't let you down and I know you won't let me down, I trust you." It made the man’s eyes widen. He struggled to keep walking, leisurely, “I will do all that is in my power to keep to your faith in me..” he replied in a soft tone. It was distant, shaken. His skyscraper wall he placed between himself and everyone else was fractured a bit, why did this boy trust him?

Absolem eyed the card for a brief moment, shrugging his shoulders, “Fortunes are a great warning, but one should not rely on them completely. The future is fickle, always changing based on the decisions of men.” He ruffled the other boy’s hair. Then when his home was right in front of their faces, Absolem frowned. Cheshire? Where was his contractor? He shook it off, even though Cheshire’s contractor seemed fragile, it was none of his concern if that human died, it would be Cheshire’s termination, not his own, but something inside him made him fear for the feline.

“What exactly do you think you’re up to? Shouldn't you be with that enigmatic girl? Have you had a lovers quarell already? Did you get your feelings scorned?” Absolem inquired the oddly colored feline, almost enjoying the thought of the cat having trouble, "Or did you get bored?" He placed one hand on his hip, opening the door to his house, "Well come in if you’re going to Cheshire!" He called up, strident enough for the cat to hear. He ushered his hand into the room, "After you, guests first after all." He smiled to Grey. The smile made his face less alarming, but his eyes made him eternally sadistic in appearance, which wasn’t entirely unfitting. The inside of his home was cozy, the furniture was sensibly and strategically placed to make the house seem far larger than it actually was on the inside, “Would either of you like something to drink?" he inquired, tilting his pale head to the side, mint locks shifting accordingly.

Cheshire

He was happily trampolining atop the different mushroom tops when he saw the Caterpillar's frown in the distance. His smile grew as well as his laughter as the man and his child came closer. "I don't see why you don't do this more often, Abs!" he called at the peak of a jump, "This is so entertaining!" His voice rang out in childish glee as his cat form began trying new tricks, like flipping. He stopped when the pair arrived before him keeping a nonchalance about him, but remaining cautious. It was a two-to-one showdown and he would wait at a distance in case things turned for the worse. A shimmer camouflaged his body as his cat form strode over to the edge of the mushroom. Once he reached the edge he had the long legs of his male form hanging over the top. He leaned over to get a better view of the two. He chuckled upon seeing Absolem's choice of contractor. "How cute. So, you really do prefer men, eh?"

He chuckled a bit more, amused with himself, but stopped as Caterpillar continued. "Up to? You make me sound so calculating," he tilted his head to the side. He was feeling good. He didn't have to be on his toes when talking to a creature of his Wonderland. They already knew what to expect of him. He was relieved to have this time away from the girl, but..was it regret he was experiencing by feeling this way? or nervousness..? He wasn't too happy with the way he and Rhia were 'bonding'. Humans were more difficult than he remembered. They held so many emotions. Especially his child; fearful, almost reverent one moment then outright abrasive the next. It was amusing, but not very helpful. He found himself wondering how she was doing now or if she had wandered away. He perked up, shaking his thoughts violently. He wasn't worried. If she listened to him, then his tree would keep her safe, if not he would find out from his foliage. The phrase 'heard it from the grape-line' didn't come from nothing.

He forced himself to laugh at Absolem's taunts, and sighed, "Lover's quarrel? Why? Are you interested?" He playfully flexed his arms, this way and that, in ways that normally would cause others great pain, "I can see how one such as myself would seem attractive." He hoped down onto a lower mushroom, still keeping a safe distance away. He held a slight liking for Caterpillar, but he didn't trust him. He was conniving and kept his true emotions hidden. See! he mentally yelled at his girl, This is what a distant person is! He's a liar, not me!

He waited until they both made it inside, then he jumped to the ground. He squished his bear feet around the soft ground, he wasn't used to the earth of fungi, he rather liked it. He remained in the doorway of Absolem's home, still slightly nervous. Ignoring the offered drink, he decides to try a daring tactic, "If she knows what's best for her then, for now, my contractor is safe. What about yours, Absolem?" he looked around until his eyes locked on the child, "Is he safe?" He paused allowing his words to sink in, hopefully he had the man's attention, he didn't want him thinking he was just playing games. "Surely you've felt the change," His eyes were ablaze, changing rapidly from yellows to blues to greens. He had them locked on Caterpillar, "You know what it is."
His manic eyes caught Absolem's contractor, "Tell, me boy. Do you know of the Jabberwocky? My child does." He traced his eyes back to Absolem, "I need to know if the beast's still in the pit. I'm here to ask if you're up for a..walk." He cringed on his wording. He hated walks, but this was something that he needed to confirm immediately.

Duchess Sophie

The Duchess raised an eyebrow as the girl asked if the books were just an index of scandal.

"Of course not, silly girl," she said in a dismissive voice, "That would make it non fiction and non fiction is a dirty and disgusting thing."

It did occur to her that perhaps the girl wasn't part of her target audiance, she had also noted that she had picked up the story about the twins which had been far more intense than what she usually wrote.

"If you don't like it though then you could always ask to borrow one of my son's books, they have interesting titles and I have no idea where they come from," she continued, "Sinistra and Destra aren't really like how I showed them in that story by the way but then again, nobody ever knows for sure."

She began to think of the twins and how they were always at war with one another, she was sure that they'd be loving this game very much. Another part of her wondered if they'd been contracted yet, she hoped so.

"They're really quite charming once you get to know them," she said, "Quite handsome young lads they are too."

Feeling she had said quite enough on the matter she reached for the teapot, tapping it twice before pouring it into her empty cup. Instead of the same tea pouring out as before, a pleasant smelling green tea flowed out.

"Ah, green tea with jasmine, how refreshing," she remarked, taking a sip, "I see you've grown tired of being a pig again, so soon."

It was true, despite the fact that he had transformed only moments before, her son was once again sitting on the floor as a boy, reading a book.

"What is it you're reading this time?" she asked, reaching for a cake.

Once the cake was in her hand though she'd lost the desire to eat it. Frowning she began to focus on it untill it became a block of chocolate which she hurridly began to eat. She knew that it would turn back into cake very soon. As the last piece disappeared she looked over to her son who was holding up the book for her to see.

"The Lord of the Rings trilogy," she read aloud, "How very perculiar, I bet it's as odd as it appears."


Isaiah "Grey" Gris

"Singing flowers?" asked Grey, tilting his head to the side, "Now I'm sure I've heard that somewhere before, what sort of things do they sing?"

He continued following Absolem, absent mindedly as he tried to work out what the concept of singing flowers was so familiar. Grey almost bumped into Absolem as the man came to a stop by a large mushroom, Grey opened his mouth to ask where they were but Absolem seemed to be preocupied with something else, with a start he realised there was another man sitting on top of the mushroom. As Absolem and the man began to talk, Grey soon got lost in thought. Had Absolem just called the other man Cheshire and what did the man on the mushroom mean by Absolem preferring men? The words made Grey blush but he wasn't sure why, no doubt it would make sense when he memory came back properly. Soon all three of them were inside the mushroom which struck Grey as odd.

"A room without doors or windows nor any walls or roof," he thought, remembering another riddle, "What else could it be other than a mushroom."

He was glad to see however that this mushroom was laid out like a house. Thoughts of caterpillars and mushrooms began to flow through his mid in an unstopable torrent.

"I'd greatly appreciate a drink," he replied when Absolem asked, "I didn't even realise how thirsty I was."

He went back to his thoughts as he began to hum the tune that felt so familiar. The message from the tarot cards had been a little frightening but like Absolem had said, the future was fickle, still, he couldn't help but feel uneasy, perhaps his cards would come in useful during this game. He gave a start as he realised that Cheshire was talking to him.

"Jabberwocky?" said Grey, "That sounds really familiar, it's like..."

Suddenly it all made sense to him. It was as if this last piece to the puzzle had unlocked the part of his memory that had been evading him for so long. That was why everything seemed familiar, it was like the book he had read about a girl falling down a rabbit hole as well as the other one where she went through the mirror. Unbidden, the words of a poem bew into his mind.

"Twas brilig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!" recited Grey.

He was sure there was more but it would take so long to say it all.

"I'm sure that it's probably nothing like the poem described but it made one thing clear," he said, "It's something to be afraid of. I remeber something about a vorpal blade too. Is any of this correct?"

He sat in silence, waiting for the other two to respond, hoping that he hadn't just made a fool of himself.

Cheshire

A sour grin spread across his face as the boy began to recite Jabberwocky's poem in sudden recognition and he couldn't help but sing the words along with him. The child surprised him and he was pleased he wouldn't have to explain. Time was of the essence. Once the boy had finnished he looked over to Absolem with interest. "Good to see you didn't choose an idiot," He descided to ignore the question of the vorpal blade. That would be another conversation entirely. From what he remembered from his last encounter with the Beast, it was most likely still in the Pit, afterall it was what trapped the creature there in the first place.

He watched the pair cautiously. They both seemed to be taking him rather well, though whether he thought this was a good thing or not he wasn't sure. Afterall, they could still be planning something and knowing how thoughtful Caterpillar is made him still cautious. "Your boy is smart ebough to deduce my Wonderland's scourge. What about you, Abs?" He crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame, his blazing eyes, locked on the Wonderlandian, "Aren't you at all curious? If it's true and the Plague is out, then we are all in for a rude re-awakening." He pushed himself off the frame, daring himself to enter slightly more, "If you are worried about your contractor you may leave him with mine. My Sanctuary is safer than.." he looked around, not in disgust, but uncertainty, "this," He looked back to the Caterpillar, "Nothing can see or hurt it other than me,"

As he spoke this, he couldn't help the fear in the pit of his stomach. True, he was the only one who could ever find his tree and it always hid itself in a sort of protective barrier whenever his touch wasn't present, but the thought of one being able to harm it made him shiver. Nothing was beyond death, reguardless of how much power something held. Surely, if Jabberwocky or some other beast had a way of discovering it, there was always the possibility of harm coming to it. He mentally threw these nightmarish thoughts away and continued, "Personally, I believe the children would be better off away from The Pit. Who knows what the creature could do to newbies such as themselves?"

"Because I have self dignity.." He frowned when the cat asked why he didn't prance around the mushroom tops. Absolem cringed when the Cat insinuated he was gay, his cheeks turning red, but whether it was anger or embarrassment was left to the other two males to decided, "I do not perfer men in that sense! Women are just too emotional and unpredictable. Probably one of the reasons you are in my abode, or am I incorrect?" his eyebrow quirked up, waiting to hear Cheshire's defensive statement. He was prepared to rip his retort to shreds. Absolem wasn't one to use his fists or skills in such situations, normally one would have to harm him or someone else before he'd involve himself. He hated the headaches that came along with it after all, "There are windows I assure you, but they are scarace and small." he informed Grey.

"Oh? Unlike Grey here, I am quite aware of how calculating and conniving you can truly be, Cheshire." Absolem smirked, a sadistic glitter in his eyes. He enjoyed Cheshire, possibly too much considering the situation. He could get angry with Cheshire and still enjoy his company. It was an odd friendship really, if you could even call what they had a friendship. He watched Cheshire with a great curiousity. He seemed bothered by something, actually, multiple somethings. He shrugged it aside, heading into the kitchen, leaving Cheshire with his human in the livingroom, "Behave yourself or you'll find yourself floating to the palace. You're a lightweight Cheshire, I can accomplish it. I am sure the Queen would love a pet cat." He called out, cups and spoons and cabinets could be heard. After about five minutes, he came out with three steaming hot cups of hot chocolate, and a handful of marshmallows placed beside them on the tray. Caterpillar tilted his head at Cheshire, "You may come in, I am not going to bite, unlike you." he twitched, pointing a long finger to the couch before sitting the tray on the coffee table and sitting down in a lounge chair.

When Cheshire mentioned Grey's safety, an unusual darkness came about his expression. He knew where this was going, and he didn't like it. He went to cut off his fellow resident of wonderland, his jaw was clenched. Don't you dare tell him about THAT creature. I've worked so hard to keep his curiousity contained, to keep his mind free from worry and fear, and here you go ruining it. He glared as the word 'Jabberwocky' left Cheshire's lips. A light in the kitchen burst into shattered pieces of glass, and it could be well assumed that was his way of venting without harming the closest thing he had to a friend. Anyone other than Cheshire, and he would have began the fighting early. He stood from his seat, abandoning his full cup of hot chocolate. He knew this was important if Cheshire mentioned a walk, so he walked over to the other male, leaning over him and trapping him to the doorframe gently with his telekinesis, it wasn't meant as a threat, more of a sign of dominance in his subconcious, and also so he could whisper to the other male "One. No I am not interested in a romantic relationship with someone as ever-changing as you..besides, you've already got someone slowly crawling under your wall you've oh-so-carefully set up.. am I right? Two, I think it's best we leave such information for me to hand out to Grey as I mentally prepare him.." He trailed off, then his eyes softened, no longer dangerous and dark, a friendly smirk crossing his features, "Three.. we both can levitate, so it would be simple for us to escape the Jabberwocky." He was definitely in. He had to protect himself and Grey if this was true, so he needed to validate it as well. He leaned away, releasing the cat, "If you understand, I have no problem assisting you.."

"Leaving him with that tornado of a child?" he asked raising an eyebrow, "I saw it in her eyes the second we entered the hall.. I can't say I'm not a bit skeptic." he sighed, running a hand through his green hair, "If she puts even a hair out of place on him, we won't go easy on you, despite my preference for you compared to the rest of those...people." It wasn't a secret that Absolem detested most of Wonderland's residence. Dutchess was too loud, the Tweedles never got to the point, and by the time they did, he was no longer interested. Cheshire was the only one other than Rabbit that he chose to converse with if given an option.

"That creature would love a human host.. I shall be blunt since you've already put a thousand worrisome thoughts into the poor child. I'd rather him to know." He looked over to Grey, his expression was so serious it was almost suffocating, "Keep a strong will about you, unless you want to become that creature's decayed host. It is unforgiving, and none of us can stop it on our own, sure we could delay it for your escape, but it's never wise to taunt the Jabberwocky.."

Isaiah "Grey" Gris

Grey sat sipping his hot chocolate as Cheshire and Absolem continued to trade witty remarks. Really, the way they acted around each other made them seem almost like siblings.

"Now there's a thought," said Grey, "I wonder if I have any brothers or sisters back wherever I'm from."

The concept didn't ring any bells though so he decided not to persue the matter further. Instead he turned his attention to Chesire. The person was so very enigmatic but still, Grey felt a liking for him. He felt like Cheshire probably just wanted friends despite the way he talked to people.

"Now who could have imagined that I'd ever be sitting in a mushroom and drinking hot chocolate?" thought Grey to himself, gazing around the room.

The place was quite nice but it was clearly set out with efficiancy in mind rather than style or comfort. Suddenly his cheeks behan to burn, he had just worked out what Cheshire had meant by his remark before.

"Clearly I'm a little slow on picking up innuendo," mumbled Grey, unsure whether he should be ok with this knowledge or not.

Now that he had worked it out he couldn't stop thinking about it. Absolem had denied being gay but looking at the way he moved and behaved, even sometimes the way he spoke, it wouldn't have been a far stretch for it to be true.

"It's not like it really matters anyway," said Grey quietly to himself, "There are certainly more important things to worry about than someone's sexuality. But then I can't help wondering what my preference is."

For the life of him he couldn't imagine whether he liked girls or boys or both or neither but like he had told himself, there were bigger things to worry about and this was soon proven when Absolem warned him to keep a strong will.

"Got it," said Grey, "Becoming a puppet doesn't sound like fun at all."

The more he heard about the Jabberwocky, the less he liked it but he didn't feel scared. He was certain that Absolem would protect him no matter what, even in the face of such a formidible sounding foe.


Duchess Sophie

"Oh, do you know of it?" said the Duchess as Belca repeated the name of the book, "I have no idea how he gets them, they just seem to appear. The Queen of Hearts is the one that brought you here but as to how I'm not quite sure, you'd have to ask her."

She smiled at her boy as if he was the cleverest thing in the world.

"He had one called Maximum Ride last week and another called Eragon the week before that," she continued, "I've never got around to reading them myself, I've always been too busy writing my own stories. I suppose it's the best I can do for company."

She smiled again as she took another sip of her tea and then frowned before a look of concern crossed her face. Trying to keep her face blank she willed herself to remain calm.

"It's just my imagination," she told herself.

But she couldn't help herself. Just then she had been sure she had smelt a faint whiff of decay as if it had been carried into the room by a distant wind. She prayed that it wasn't so because that smell could only mean one thing. Looking at her son she noticed he had sensed it too, even the cook had left of her screeching for a moment and out in the garden the pigs and momeraths were running around in a crazy panic. She looked at Belca wondering whether she should tell her or not, she didn't want to make the girl panic but then again, she seemed a sturdy sort and could probably handle it.

"Tell me, Belca," said the Duchess gravely, "What do you know of the Jabberwocky?"

Cheshire

The way Caterpillar moved and spoke brought a great relief to Cheshire. At least he was being taken seriously, or even if he wasn't and this was some ploy for attack, Absolem'd be a believer soon. His eyes narrowed defiantly as he stayed his ground, watching the Wonderlandian make his way closer. He could only guess what was coming and wasn't shaken when Absolem's 'gift' became apparent. He almost laughed when Caterpillar merely remarked on his 'preparing' of his child, going along with the curious force which held him to the frame. He was expecting something a bit harsher, being as they were both 'enemies' in a fatal game, but he found himself both amused and relieved when nothing more occurred. He was doing his best to remain composed, even allowing the Absolem's comment on his child to slide, however, when it came to Jabberwocky he couldn't help but chuckle. "Don't tell me your intelligence has dwindled as the Plague's been locked up. You remember it can infect everything living thing, birds and insects included, correct?" With effort, he pushed himself off the door and walked pass the mint haired creature, "Hopefully you two are gifted with agility as well, else if the Beast has spread to other creatures.." he trailed off imagining the horrible images from long ago before continuing with a shiver, "Well, were in for some nasty times."

"As for my contractor..she is somewhat of a tornado," he found this description of her fitting and liked knowing his contractor was already causing slight revulsion. His grin spread thinking of how she and Absolem's boy may react to each other. He rested his eyes upon the light haired child. "Have some faith in your contractor. He isn't as fragile as you may think." He shrugged his head in the direction of Absolem, his crazed eyes still on the boy, "Although, you would be wise to remember your Chain's words." He disappeared from the doorway and appeared in his female form atop one of the mushrooms outside. She bounced lightly atop the mushroom, looking to the Caterpillar who still stood in the doorway. "Though I'd hate to bring forth memories of that wretched Rabbit, I must state that we are wasting valuable time. Follow me, please. I believe I've left my child alone long enough."

Caterpillar twitched as he realized what he and the cat were being indirectly compared to aloud, "Siblings are not worth the time." he frowned, it was more of a pout, his expressions were softer on Grey than the wonderlanders, perhaps because he knew humans were unpredictable creatures when it came to emotions, or perhaps to just create a smoother experience for himself, however, Absolem was not going to make it clear which was his motive. "I could have made something else, but it was the quickest brew.." He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck, "Maybe next time I can make some tea." he offered, wondering if Grey found the hot chocolate inadequate. Wait, what the hell am I even thinking about that for? We have better things to worry about, like this Jabberwocky perdicament. Absolem felt his eye twitch again when Grey finally caught on, "Yes, word around Wonderland is I like men, fret not, I've never inappropriately touched a soul my entire stay." he mumbled. How did that rumor even start? Probably Cheshire, but dwelling on that was not his main concern. He sighed to himself. Great, now his contractor was going to be fearful of him each time he was close. Damn cat... He felt Grey's attention drift to him, and he tensed a bit. I'm not gay. I am not gay. I have never even touched a man romantically. He shivered a bit. What am I doing...convincing myself? Gah! No. Stop thinking like that.. just because I don't have interest in women doesn't mean I do in men. Absolem's face flushed pink slightly, his back to Grey and glaring at Cheshire for getting him into such a situation, "Enough about sexuality!" he snapped. It wasn't harsh, but his tone expressed irriation, it expressed a desparation to change the subject.

Why is it so hard for him to remember which gender he is attracted to? If attracted at all, isn't it quite obvious? So I've heard anyway.. he sighed to himself, letting the thought escape him, "Good, once it has you, there's no turning back, so keep that resolve." He crossed his arms, rolling his eyes, "Oh how you wish my intelligence was beginning to slip, that would amuse you for days I am sure." he stated in a flat tone, his voice always seemed more harsh towards Cheshire, but perhaps, it was a sign of how comfortable he was with the other wonderland creature. He never seemed to lash out so at anyone else. He ignored everyone else but Rabbit , Cheshire, and unfortunately the Queen of Hearts. "I simply was stating, when the ground is too dangerous, we could easily slip away through an arial method if things get sticky. Not many of our fellow wonderlanders can do that." he retorted, his index finger pointed in the air, to express he was stating a fact, not an opinion, "Yes, indeed. The Queen has impecable timing to start a game..just what does she have in store for us I wonder, just how much is she keeping, even from the inner circle of the game?" he was being vague to keep his and Cheshire's knowledge secret from Grey. He couldn't tell Grey that the queen planned to never let him return home. That he'd either become imprisioned or a wonderland resident himself. Hope was a dangerous thing to steal from a human afterall. He'd protect the boy's hope as long as he could manage without risking his own life too much. Somewhat? Are you joking? Understatement of the century I bet..

He twitched as the same thought processed through his head, and he shrugs, pointing over to Grey, "I don't find him fragile. This is why I chose him. I chose someone smart, someone sturdy because if his gift has any relation to mine, he will need it to withstand the pain that comes with weilding it." He frowned when Cheshire became a woman, "You're not getting a ruse out of anyone with that form." He taunted the cat with a smirk, looking back to Grey, "Come on. I promise I'll return to retrieve you as quick as I can. I know leaves won't feel as comfy as a bed, but this is a dire matter." Then he laughed a bit, trying to picture Cheshire's child. She's either crying her eyes out afraid, or asleep. What a fragile thing, it's disgusting, "If you get tired or we run into the jabberwocky unexpectedly, I'm going to have to carry or levitate you. It may hurt, but I advise you to bear with me if it comes to such rash measures."

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(Best I can do atm, writers block for Rhia and there is no interaction..so..lol)
Rhia was indeed asleep as Caterpillar predicted, in a dreamless sleep. Her blue hair covered most of her face as she was curled up asleep in a fetal position, hands hiding the parts of her face her hair couldn't conceal. She looked peaceful, somehow a lot more childlike than before. She wasn't as afraid in her sleep, her guard was lower. She actually was resting, although it wasn't her choice to literally pass out. She intended to remain awake, but she just could not keep going. She'd hate herself for the weaknesses, for being crabby to cheshire, for everything by tomorrow. Although for now, sleep was her only cocern. She wasn't even aware she was asleep. She didn't feel aware of anything. She was so exhausted she didn't even have realization she wasn't awake, like time decided to gap around her. However, it's certain that she'd bolt up when awoken due to realization she lost her battle with sleep going to start setting in. However, she was safe from such embarrassments for now, breathing softly, in and out, looking so innocent, unaware of the potential dangers she was being sheilded from.

Isaiah "Grey" Gris

Grey hoped that Absolem would keep his promise of a swift return. He wasn't sure how many more new people he could handle meeting and the way Absolem had talked about Cheshire's contractor had sounded quite frightening, he didn't think he'd ever heard of someone being referred to as a hurricaine before but then again, he wouldn't remember if he had.

"I'm sure I'll be fine but it sounds like you're the one that needs to be careful," said Grey, "You're the one going into danger so I'll be hopeing you return safely, both of you."

This last bit he directed at Cheshire who was now a woman. Somehow this didn't surprise him, Wonderland had already proved that it was something different, clearly the inhabitants were going to be the same.

"Oh, by the way," added Grey, as an afterthought, "Thank you for the hot chocolate, it was very nice. I don't feel thirsty anymore."

From what Absolem had said about the Jabberwocky, it sounded like pain would be a small price to pay for a chance at escape, he was sure he'd be able to endure anything if it meant saving a life.

"Don't worry Absolem," he said, "If it comes to a situation like that then I don't care how much pain I'd have to go through if it means we both get away. I don't want to let you down."

Cheshire

Still hopping atop the mushroom she looks down upon Absolem's dwelling. Her ears twitch and jingle as she listenes to Caterpillar's contractor. She rolls her eyes as she stops her jumping. Placing a hand on her hip impatintly, she calls out, "Alright. Great. Everyone's all encouraged. Can we finish this lovey-dove crap at my place? Or better yet, just finish it?"

She looks down to the Caterpillar, eyebrows raised, "What was in that drink you served him? Have you found a way to drug others with loyalty and emotions now?" She giggled. Now that she was thinking about it, the idea was brilliant. Perhaps it would solve her problem with..everyone. She crouched down on the mushroom top and tried to peer once more through the doorway to look at the boy. It was cute how the child held her and Absolem in such high reguards when he didn't even know them. She smiled. Humans were so naive.

"Tell me, Boy, what is it that causes you to trust so easily? Your contractor may possibly be the reason you're in this world. He may be filling your head with lies," Her body fades, leaving only her eyes and smile visable, "For all you know I could be leading you to your death." Her temperment was fading. She wanted to do something before her Wonderland became a wasteland. Her eyes narrow as she remembers her impatience, "Please, teach my contractor your credulity during your visit." She wondered what her human was doing and felt an eerie heaviness in her stomach. She hoped the child listened and stayed within the tree. She didn't like what she was hearing. The hushed whispers of Wonderlandian vegeation were becoming more frantic. The Spread was closing in. "Abs, you know the way." She gazes upon the Caterpillar before her eyes and ragged teeth whisp away. She turns from the pair and heads for her Sanctuary.

"I am always careful, the one we must worry about isn't me.." his teasing gaze turned to Cheshire, "I can remain business-like and serious..someone else loves to toy around and anger others." he smirked a bit at the cat.

His gaze softened when Grey thanked him, and he turned his attention to Grey, hoping Cheshire didn't see his expression grow gentle, "It's nothing. It's my job to take care of you after all. If you ever need anything just tell me. I can't have you fainting on me. That would cause difficulties for us both." He began his walk with Cheshire. Lovey dovey? Does this cat really think I am attracted to males!? I don't..think I am. I've never felt that way towards one, "I don't know what you're talking about. You know when a woman is most attractive?" His eyes narrowed, "When she keeps her mouth shut. Oh it makes me tremble with admiration." His voice was taunting, sarcastic. He'd never felt an attraction to a woman either. He was certain of that.

Then Cheshire began putting worrisome thoughts into the air, causing Caterpillar to glare even harder. Is she trying to piss me off? It's not like me to often lose my temper, but this cat is pushing her luck today, "You and I both know only one person is known to have the power to reach into their world. It's neither of us, cause I would have took the first exit from Wonderland if I knew how." he hissed irritated, "No, he's been like this since the second I approached him, Grey throws my mind for a loop as well. He's a living riddle, though the terms of the riddle keep changing, so I've yet to solve him." That was the primary reason Absolem chose this boy. He confused him, kept him guessing. He couldn't easily solve this child and that intrigued him.

"As for you wanting Grey to teach her, you cannot teach the ignorant. You possibly picked the most useless human of the bunch." he sighs, rubbing his temples. Absolem felt no regard to speak kindly of Rhia, he spoke exactly what he felt about the girl, uncaring if it would anger Cheshire. Though, he doubted it would. He seemed to have more regards personally for his contractor than Cheshire seemed to have for his girl. Though, he seemed to be greatly effected by something involving her, Absolem was just indirectly prying, perhaps an angry Cheshire would help him decipher the situation without being directly filled in. Honestly he found it refreshing that someone cracked Cheshire in such a way. "That girl I doubt would listen to him. If you told her to jump, I bet she would sit down, just to spite you." Absolem snickered, he didn't like disobedience, he didn't have patience for it, "She has too much determination to control her life to be effected by someone else. That may be the only good thing about your child the Jabberwocky feeds best on the weak-willed if I recall correctly." The whole time, Absolem was leading Grey by the wrist, keeping himself between Cheshire and Grey the entire time since she mentioned bringing the boy to his death. Absolem had a surprising...protective side. This was a side to the tall man he never before exhibited infront of Cheshire, or anyone in Wonderland for that matter.

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Rhia awoke rubbing her head, slapping herself across the face, "You passed out idiot.. Way to look weak" she mumbled at herself. She was still alone? How long was I asleep.. did he abandon me? I don't blame him if he did..I was really rude..but so was he! Though.. I don't see him admitting that or even apologizing. I suppose I will have to. Fighting this early, before the game even starts is no good. I'll have to apologize and put up with his control-freak personality if I want to go home..but does that even really matter? Rhia pulled her hair in irritation, a handful in her hands when she let go. All I know is.. I don't want to change..why is that all I can remember about myself, and why can't I remember about my home..about where I lived..if I was even happy..? She clenched her fist until it was white. She was growing to have feelings of contempt towards Cheshire. She saw no real reason to feel obdeience towards him. He was hiding things from her, and she knew it. She didn't know what it was, there wasn't even the slightest chance she could possibly know, but it irked her. She.. couldn't trust him knowing he was so secretive. She'd pretend to, and she'd of course return to her previous compliances. She knew she'd have to comply with him, and she kind of regretted giving him a hard time. Of course he didn't trust her. He didn't want to be with her any more than she wanted to lose her memory.. but it still was irritating.

It still hurt.. and she was alone now, left to relive every moment of her harsh words, his harsher ones. She looked around. How did he expect her to leave if she didn't even know which way was down? She stood carefully, examining the tree and where she was placed. I'm not going to leave..but if I should need to.. I need to know how high up I am and which way is down.. She looked down, instantly returning to her spot. It was dark...she was really high up and alone. She felt herself trembling. "Tch..this is the last thing that Cat needs to see..he'll never let me live it down.." she whispers to herself, irritated at how weak she was, how scared she was about being alone, especially in the dark..her worst fears were being combined. I won't forgive him for this.. she mentally stated flatly. hugging her knees and resting her forehead against them, not even attempting to hide the fact that she was scared anymore. It's not like he can see me right now.. It's okay to be scared I guess.. as long as no one sees..

Cheshire

She remained silent for the most part, allowing Absolem his rant. She was pushing her luck and feared if she bit back she may lose the two and have to start over again with an other Chain. She ignored his banter of riddles and why his child was the 'pick of the litter' keeping her thoughts soley on returning home. However, when Absolem remarked upon her child again she felt a burn of frustration. "You seem to know a lot about the girl when you haven't even met her. I must say, your rudeness is unbecoming." She didn't let her temper get the best of her, letting her tone retreat back to the sing-song way she usually spoke. Some of his words rang true, which made his statement sting. His contractor was spiteful and the thought of her purposely disobeying put a bad taste in her mouth. She attempted to cast her worries aside. They were almost there and she would see soon enough if she was 'obedient'. "You did say one truthful thing about her, though. She is determined. I find it better to have someone who's strong willed than to have someone so docile and be an obedient dog." She shivered and growled, murmuring more to herself than anyone else, "I hate dogs. So amenable..and slobbery. Pets are what they are.."

She picked up her speed, joyous to be back in familiar surroundings. She leapt over the patch of wild flowers which grew around her sanctuary, only they didn't sing or welcome her back. She stopped for a moment and looked around. All the wildlife seemed to have withdrawn into themselves or disappeared. She sank as she gazed upon the sad seen. Normally there was so much life, so much choas. Now, it was as if everything had resigned to the horrble force. She clentched her fists and narrowed her eyes. "Jabberwocky," she spat, every ounce of her hatred forced into that one word. She would stop its corruption, reguardless of what it took.
She ran to her hidden tree and disappeared within the leaves. At her touch the tree revealed itself, coming back with a shimmer of falling leaves. It seemed to glow a hazy lavendar, the falling multi-hued leaves whirled around it in a happy dance. She smiled softly, trailing her fingers lightly upon its etched bark, at least something around here still held life. She jumed higher, each branch seemingly guiding her upwards. Finally she reached her contractor. Her grin beamed when she saw the girl didn't run away. "Good to see you took my advice."

She was emensely happy to be able to rub her contractor in the Caterpillar's face, but the child seemed preoccupied which made her stomach tighten. Was she still feeling spiteful? She did not want to argue in front of Absolem. Seeing that satisfying smirk on his face of him being right was not an option. She gathered her wits and extended a hand. "Sorry to leave you for so long. I hope you slept well." Seeing as the girl didn't outright spite her brought a tiny thread of hope. Absolem had gotten under her skin and seeing the way he and his child were already so close bothered her. Though, unlike Absolem she was happy to build their 'relationship' instead of jumping into it. It took time and though niether her nor Rhia really trusted eachother just yet, she genuinely hoped they would. It would be a..nice change to have someone's trust. "Come with me. I have some..friends I'd like you to meet."

Duchess Sophie

The Duchess looked on in alarm as Belca banged her head against the table.

"Good heavens child, are you alright," she asked in a slight panic, "Cook! Fetch the pepper!"

She found this to be very odd behaviour and wondered if the girl had experienced a seisure or something similar, the last thing she wanted was for the girl to come to harm, even if she was very rude and ill mannered.

"I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about," she said as Belca brought up something called Alice in Wonderland, "It sounds like something my boy would read."

Honestly, her she was trying to talk about something serious and the girl was spout some nonsense.

"I don't know about the Jabberwocky being the top of the food chain as such but it's definitely something to fear," she said darkly, "It's like a parasite or a disease and it spreads through living things. Rest assured, if it gets ahold of you then your life will become a nightmare you can't wakeup from so it would be in both our best interest to stay away as far away from it as possible."

She looked the girl straight in the eye, willing her to see that what she said was the truth. She hoped that she hadn't scared the girl too much but it was something she needed to know about.

"Believe me, I'll do everything in my power to protect you from anyone who means you harm," said the Duchess, "Jabberwocky or otherwise."


Isaiah "Grey" Gris

Grey frowned, confused at himself, Cheshire had made an interesting point, why did he trust so easily?

"I don't really know why I trust either of you, maybe it's because neither of you have given me a reason not to trust you," said Grey, "Or perhaps I just see the good in people, I'm not sure."

He was a little alarmed by the harsh way Absolem was talking to Cheshire but he realised it was all part of the way their relationship worked, he supposed that neither would be happy unless one of them was trying to get under the other's skin. Grey wondered briefly why Absolem said he would have taken the first exit out of Wonderland if he was given the chance but soon gave up trying to work out the reason, the man, much like himself, was an enigma and no doubt he had a personal reason for what he said. He had noticed with a smile that Absolem had placed himself in the way of Cheshire so that he had Grey on one side an the woman on the other, it appeared that the man wasn't so cold and calculating as he let on.

"I'm glad I contracted with Absolem," he thought to himself, smiling at the man as he led him by the hand, "I don't think I'd feel as safe if I'd contracted with someone else."

But then again, was that simply because it was Absolem and he was the first person he'd met here or was it because of something else?

"Well it looks like I solved that riddle," he whispered, feeling heat rise to his cheeks.

Soon they had reached Cheshire's tree which the woman had made appear out of nowhere. Grey shifted nervously at the prospect of meeting someone knew, hopefully they'd get along.

“I do not know as much about her as I let on, but one can tell a lot just by looking at someone’s eyes. In her’s I saw a whirlwind of emotions, have I created a false image of her, can you please correct me if I state something false? Correct knowledge is always more delightful.” He was being only half teasing, he was serious, but he did enjoy testing the cat as much as the cat loved to test him, “Rude? I didn’t realize, I do apologize.. Cheshire~.” He sang the feline’s name out. Guess I pushed her too far this time. I’ll cool it for now. He let a small smirk come across his features, pink eyes scanning the cat, “Now we’re even.” Hmm, one truthful thing you say? Are you trying to convince, me or yourself my dear cat? I know I am a better judge of character than that. He let the cat pretend to have startled him, “Enlighten me.” He lets out in a smooth tone, his smirk growing, “I suppose, but a dog is man’s best friend. Loyal, Fun, and they are so obedient. Cats are quite fickle, but quite enjoyable as well, though they tend to be very unpredictable. It’s no wonder few other than myself trust you at such a time as this. You are the most likely suspect in probably even the Queen’s eyes to look for an easy way through to game, even if cheating is required. Not that something like that worries me, I like to think I know you a bit better than that tyrant.” It sounded like an incredible insult at the beginning, but actually Absolem was contradicting the belief. He believed Cheshire to have a certain level of trust, unlike most of Wonderland, “Dogs bark too much.” He chuckles. Then he looks at Grey, “There’s nothing wrong with obedience if you practice it to gain a desirable result.” He grins, ruffling the boy’s hair.

Absolem kept Grey close to himself, glaring at the chaotic mess that was once quite mesmerizing, “Keep your wits about you if you’re smart.” He whispered to Grey. Absolem vaguely remembered this, he remembered the destruction known as Jabberwocky. It left things empty, cold, dead. He never liked it. Not a single bit. Calm down Absolem, so he mumbled a riddle, “ You heard me before,
 Yet you hear me again,
 Then I die,
 'Till you call me again.”

He wondered if Cheshire heard Grey’s statement about his sexuality, hopefully the cat missed it entirely. He actually hadn’t even realized his protective action of moving inbetween the feline and his contractor, until this statement. He was shaken however more by the boy mentioning he felt safe around him, he simply closed his eyes, “I merely am completing my duty as your contractor, Grey. You have too much confidence in me.” He was startled, off guard. Why does he feel so safe around one such as myself? I’m keeping so many secrets from this poor boy. “Oh? You have?” He finally acknowledged the sexuality remark, wondering if he should have continued ignoring it.

“Trust is something you shouldn’t hand out so easily. Cheshire is one of the more trustable Wonderland creatures, but even she will turn on you if it comes to living or dying..” He whispers to Grey after the cat leaves, “I find it will be wise for you to remember that once this game starts.”

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Rhia’s head whipped up rather quickly when she heard sound, eyes widened. She found herself glancing away, “I-It was just too high.” she retorted, but her tone with the cat was much calmer. She almost saw me. Did she see me..? Rhia swallowed hard, praying to anyone who would listen that Cheshire didn’t see her looking so vulnerable and weak. Rhia shook her head quickly, “It’s fine, I’m not that childish. I can be by myself.” she retorted. Did Cheshire actually see me curled up like that, looking pathetic? She glanced over at the cat. So Cheshire apologized after all? Too bad it wasn’t about the right thing. it wasn’t even the part she was angriest about, and actually, the cat apologized for the part she wasn’t willing to forgive. She bit her bottom lip. Don’t argue again Rhia.. She didn’t want to meet new people, but she assumed she had no real choice in the matter, so she merely smiled, going back to her previous façade of no longer speaking her mind, “Of course, I’m curious to meet them. I’m sorry about earlier.” It wasn’t certain if her words were true, or if she was just saying them for the sake of moving on.

Cheshire

She was grateful that the pleasantries in the girl had returned. Things would be much easier to deal with without her snipping. She paused, looking down on the child. Seeing the way she acted, the way she blubbered out her fear without really saying anything, was comical. She tilted her head and giggled, retracting her hand. She squatted down to be eye level with Rhia and studied the girl. "It's adorable when you fidget, you know that?" She poked impishly. The girl was rather cute in a way, she reminded her of Absolem, trying to hide herself in a false persona, though upon realizing this thought it didn't seem so cute anymore, "You manage yourself very well, but you don't need to fear showing your true self. Speak your mind. You had no trouble before. Surely, it feels better not trying to live in a guise."

One caterpillar was enough, she didn't want another. If the child was fearful she wanted to know the reason behind it and for her to cope. The child already unveiled herself, she didn't want inner turmoil plaguing them both later on. "I know it's a frightening situation you're in, but you needn't fear me," Her grip on Rhia's arm tightened slightly as she leaned forward and bore her eyes into the childs, "Remember my previous statement," she spoke earnestly, "When the time comes, you have my protection." Her ears twitched as a small grin began to spread, "I can be your knight in shining armour." Though sincere in her words of protection, this last statement was very much a joke. In a sudden whirlwind of air, she transformed to her male figure. "Now. Since we've wasted enough time, you may meet your allies and possibly later opponents."
In one fluid movement, he pulls her into his arms and jumps out of his tree. With an extravagant display of grace, he lands skillfully in a poof of dirt before the Caterpillar and the boy. After walking out of the small cloud of dust, he sets her down before him, "This is Rhia," he croons, very pleased that he remembered her name. He looked to Absolem and then his boy, "Be careful, she bites."

Duchess Sophie

The Duchess looked away from Belca as the girl claimed that she could defeat the Jaberwocky with ease.

"No, you couldn't," she whispered sadly, feeling tears begin to form in her eyes, tears she hoped the girl couldn't see.

She thought it was admirable that the girl thought she could take on the Jabberwocky and win but that just showed how much she was underestimating the fearsome creature, despite the fact that this girl had a rude streak in her almost as long as the Queen's hair, the Duchess knew that she would rather die than she her taken over by the blight that was the Jabberwocky.

"Fancesco!" exclaimed the Duchess, pulling herself together, "What a marvelous name, we can call him France for short. Now that reminds me of a song."

She absentmindedly began humming the Lobster Quadrille while nibbling on a cake, it really was a lovely song and was a spectacular sight when everybody danced.

"Well now, dinner should be ready soon," said the Duchess, "How about we train a little untill then."

Without waiting for an answer she opened the door to the conservatory and walked outside, picking up her croquet malet on the way. While she waited for the girl to follow she affectionately rubbed a momerath between the ears.

"I expect you to come at me with everything you've got," she called out, "Don't hold back or you'll regret it."

Looking forward to the match she readied herself, smiling. Belca would be in for a rude awakening she was sure.


Isaiah "Grey" Gris

"Well, I think so anyway," said Grey, a little doubtfully, "Sorry if I seemed obsessed with the subject, I just felt that it was an important part of who I am and wanted to know."

Grey looked away, still aware of the heat in his cheeks. He turned his mind to Absolem's riddle, it was a fairly simple one when you thought about it.

"An echo," he said, distracted by the cat jumping down from the tree with a girl in his arms.

He noticed that the girl looked a little scared, perhaps she was nervous about meeting new people too? But then again, he supposed that he would be scared to fall from that hight, especially in the arms of someone a odd as Cheshire.

"I know trust should be an issue," he whispered to Absolem, "But don't you think everyone deserves a chance?"

What was he saying? Absolem probably knew better so why couldn't he just accept what the man was saying but try as he might, he couldn't manage to block off his desire to trust Cheshire and the new girl.

"Rhia," he said quietly, trying to get used to the name, "Um, it's nice to meet you."

Wary of Cheshire's warning, he timidly held out his hand.

Rhia’s nervous reactions came to a halt when Cheshire was at the same level as her, blinking quite a few times to make sure she was still awake, and then she felt her face heat up. Fidget!? I wasn’t fidgeting! She mentally squeaks to herself. She scoots away a bit shaking her head, “I-I didn’t realize I was, sorry.” She replies back avoiding eye contact, and then the unavoidable came to topic. Cheshire wasn’t willing to forget her previous outburst, “It gets nothing done bursting out like that. That’s one side of me, not the only one.” She reassures Cheshire. The quiet more nervous girl she was normally around the cat was also Rhia. This was the side of Rhia that wanted to keep others close, sacrificing her opinions in order to do so. When well rested, Rhia saw nothing wrong with holding her tongue and complying to Cheshire, even if she didn’t always agree. For the most part, she found she could play along, found the dramatics refreshing. Only when tired does the girl reveal her raw thoughts and opinions, not usually the nicer ones either, “I-It’s obvious it’s less cooperative and won’t make anything easier once these psychotic games begin. I’d rather ‘guise’ during daylight hours than get people killed by complaining or whining. That always gets someone knocked off.”

She clenched her jaw, then her fists, “I’m not scared of you, or this place.” She crinkles her nose, looking up at the cat with a serious look upon her face. That's one thing, awake or exhausted I can honestly state either way. “Trust me, if it was only my life at risk.. I’d be a lot more open with my opinions. I just don’t want the guilt on my shoulder if you get killed because of me being difficult.” She sighs, rubbing the back of her head, “Sorry if all of that’s an inconvenience or bore.” She seemed to eventually always apologize, if she spoke her mind even a little, if she thought a single thing she said would provoke anyone. She got nervous when Cheshire leaned closer, actually blushing a bit, “Heh..If you’re a knight, I guess I’m a princess.. though I find both to be quite a stretch of the truth..”

Rhia didn't have as much as a reaction as Cheshire brought her down, she was getting used to it.. though she still was not feeling alright about how high of a drop that was. She blinked when he remembered her name, eyebrows raising impressed, silently laughing, but only once. The smirk and jerk of her figure the only sign of her amusement and overall, surprise. Then she twitched. He had to ruin it.. a moment I truly liked him, and he ruined it with a comment like that!? she stuck her finger at Cheshire, “Definitely the one who bites. “ she retorts, “Bites, claws, bats you around like a pinball~” she smiles cheerfully, teasing the cat this time, but playfully in front of the men, “Sorry, uhm.. nice to meet you both.” She wondered were they gay? She looked to Cheshire, trying to convey her question silently, without being rude. She seriously tried to be polite at times like these. Ever since he returned, she was doing her best to be polite, compliable, helpful, but her curiosity was potent as well. Her curiosity and pride is what got her at wits end with Cheshire. What got them arguing toe-to-toe.

She really didn’t want to, but the look Caterpillar gave her was giving her the creeps so practically placed herself behind Cheshire. His narrow eyes, slim face, and emotionless or sadistic expression sent chills down her spine. How did Cheshire call this an ally? She couldn’t make heads or tails of this man, or his intentions, but he seemed to practically have X-ray vision when it came to her. She peeked from behind her chain when Grey spoke her name, nodding slowly when he pronounciated it properly. She decided to spite Cheshire, and display perfect manners. She curtsied before taking his hand and firmly, but not harshly shaking it. She took note to keep a feminine quality. I can put on a show too. “It’s really nice to meet you..” she giggles in a chipper tone, forcing the second part out to continue her charade, “Both of you.”

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Caterpillar merely shrugs, “It’s not that it bothers me, or that it’s an inconvenience, I just doubt now is the time or place to explore such thoughts, especially with the possibility of the Jabberwocky. I am however glad you remember something about yourself. Congratulations.” He noted Grey’s blush, placing a hand on the boy’s forehead, mistaking it for a fever instead, although, this was a front. He knew the real cause; he was merely trying to comfort the boy by playing ignorant. He made Grey uncomfortable, he didn’t want the other male to feel that way, especially in this game. They needed to be comfortable with each other, as comfortable as possible actually.

“I knew you’d get that one..” He chuckled, raising an eyebrow, his eyes sparking alive when he saw Rhia. Absolem seemed to enjoy a weak heart as much as the Queen or Jabberwocky; he loved taunting those who could not protect themselves. Ripping apart someone by the mental seams. However, until recently he wasn’t given the okay to do so. With the nature of this game, he could quite possibly return to his favorite pastime. Torture. He loved the pain of another, as long as it wasn’t someone important to him in pain.

Absolem got a snarky smirk upon his face. Let’s see, fear, embarrassment, stubbornness, the desire to prove herself, and now..the desire to be accepted. He narrowed his eyes examining her deeper, eyes seeming to practically bear into her soul. She’s trying to come off as confident and sweet, but we obviously make her nervous.. she truly is a whirlwind of emotions, she herself doesn’t know if she’s coming or going..and by the way she’s apologizing she realizes it, and hates herself for it. You seriously pick a good match for yourself Cheshire. Of course you’d pick the one struggling with herself and social relationships. Two peas of a pod eh?

“Yes, that’s why I’ve kept Cheshire as close as I have.” Absolem smirks at Grey, “I am just telling you to keep that in mind, for it’s less devastating when you see the downfall coming rather than are never warned at all. I consider it wise advice for all of us to take heed of. Who knows who you can really trust?” He made sure to state this in front of Rhia and Cheshire, hopefully it would put a hinge of doubt in the girl like Cheshire tried to put Grey in about him. He knew the tornado child was more likely to fall victim to his mental trap. Grey was slightly more adapt to Absolem's mind games after all.

Pain

The walls were cracked. A tower had fallen. The castle was doomed.

Gina was scared again. By now she had picked up the doll; as much as it had disturbed her, it was the only thing there she could clutch at. It felt warmer, more alive somehow. Her ears tingled, as whispers filled the air..they told her things she didn't want to hear. Made her afraid. They said things were about to get worse, things were going to hurt again. She didn't wanna hurt anymore though.

"P̓͗͠a͆̏̿͑̚҉in̓͗ͮ̈́̈.̑̐̍ ̏̆͗I̢ͥ̆̅͂ͤt̷ͥͯ͑'͂͗s̀ ̀̏ͯ̇ͬ̑ğ̋͞o̾ͣ̚iͣ͐̇ͫ̃̂͌nͫ̋̈́ͯ̀̚͘gͪ̐ ̀̚t̀ͩ̏ͥ̂ͥͬo̕ ͧ͌̌͒͆͌͞HUR̓͑ͦͤT͐̆!̨̾̂̉̄" the voice told her. "I̞͎̤̖̔̆̂ͤ̌ ̆̓ͫ͆̌́c͌҉̬a̸̙̯̭̻͉n͚ͤͬ̓̒ͫ̐̿ ̬̓̉̈́ͪ̌́̐m̴̼̼̪ͦa̠͕͛͑k̻̺̗̯͊͊̅è̗̱̟̭̣̰̋ͯ̔ ̳̹̫͔ͨͩ͆̎ͩ̑i͓̳ͬͪͫ̽t͉̺̫̜̐͒ͤͣ̚ͅ ͎̞ͭ̂ͨ͑͠h̜̭̫̀̌͡uͣ͘r̦͈̞̪ͪ̍ͭ̎͒ͥ̐́t̜̥̟̦̜̯̰̔ ͚̻̇ͥ̉̌̀l̴̥̭̝̦̠̲e̸͉͓̥͋̾̽̌s͓͎͘s̸̖̙̫̻͑̽̆.̡͑́̔̃.̝̭̩͎͎ͦ͆͛ͬ̚͝" all it wanted was to be let in, it told her. Just let it inside the castle.

But she shook her head, and cried...as pain came like fire.

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Bones cracked.

Skin jerked back.

Blood seeped, but there was no helping that. It would help pass off the act.

In the depths of the forest..the Jabberwocky was giving itself a make-over.

The voices let it know where to go; Cheshire's voice was like nails on chalk-board to the being.

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The shape ran from the woods, dress torn and filthy, coated with blood. Hair messy, leaves and muddy gore coating it in thick chunks. Fear shown in her eyes, held wide and staring. In the first few moments, the ones that counted, the small group would think it was a little girl; Jabberwocky had pulled the arms and legs back in to the normal lengths, and while nothing could be done about the skin damage..one may think she had been attacked.

All at once a small horde of creatures bursts out behind her, seemingly chasing the tattered figure. Squirrels, chipmunks even a few birds..they all came like a wave after the girl. Screams sounded, one may be from the girl, but it was impossible to tell in the rush of sound. All that one would see at first glace..was a damaged girl fleeing for her life from a monstrous bunch of creatures. A voice calls for help in the din, as others shout for blood.

All the while...Jabberwocky makes Gina feel the pain of holding in her bones...letting the child scream as one of the voices...it was all going so well.

Sinistra/Tweedle Dee

Sinistra had been sitting around patiently sipping tea while all the other chains had rushed off to find someone to contract with. He wanted to wait until his brother made a move before making his selection but annoyingly, Destra had stayed perfectly still.

"No doubt he wants to see the type of person I pair with first." he thought to himself, "As if it would give him any sort of advantage."

He moodily swirled the tea round in his cup, it had long gone cold but he didn't care, he hadn't put enough sugar in it had no desire to finish it. Suddenly he saw a flash of brown out of the corner of his eye. There was a girl wandering around the hall that looked incredibly familiar.

"It can't be," he muttered, "Surely that's not..."

But looking at Destra, he saw the recognition growing in his brothers eyes. Without a word he began to race towards her, he had to get there first, he had no doubt that Destra would be right behind him. Finally he came skidding to a stop infront of the girl, panting.

"You!" he exclaimed, "You look just like the Rattle."


Destra/Tweedle Dum

Detra had followed his brother silently, he had to know if it was the Rattle or not. Standing behind Sinistra he began to examine the girl. Relief and disappointment swept through him as he realised that it wasn't her, though the resemblence was remarkable.

"Contrarywise," he said, "The Rattle looks just like her."

He wasn't sure what to do now although he was of the opinion that contracting with this girl would be in his best interests, even if it was just so he could have a head start on Sinistra.

"I hope my brother didn't frighten you," said Destra, taking the girl's hand, "It's just that you look amazingly similar to someone we both knew once. My name is Destra, might I ask what yours is?"

He smiled to himself, by playing the nice and polite guy he would be more likely to gain her trust, of course, the fact that Sinistra had gone rampaging up to her like a bandersnatch would probably help too.


Isaiah "Grey" Gris

Grey nervously began to fiddle with his ponytail while humming the haunting tune again. He didn't know why but he was feeling panic starting to build up within him.

"I don't think I'm a people person," he whispered to Absolem, hoping that Rhia couldn't hear, "I'm not sure why but I'm feeling really scared."

Surely this wasn't logical, he had been expecting to feel nervous when meeting Rhia but this was just rediculous. Meeting a new person wasn't meant to overwhelm someone with fear.

"Absolem, I don't like it hear, something feels bad," he said, not bothering to lower his voice, he didn't care if Rhia or Cheshire heard him, he just wanted to leave.

He began to shuffle through his cards, trying to keep his mind occupied but his hands were shaking so badly that one of them slipped free. He watched in horror as it began to drift down to the ground. It was the Tower again.

"Danger," he said blankly just before screams began to ring out.