Young, Wild, and Indelible

Young, Wild, and Indelible

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Society tried to lose these souls... but biology sure doesn't care.

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Introduction

The Wilds are, just that. Areas that haven't been tamed. Where things live feral and life goes on. The evidence of humans are scattered as scraps throughout the landscape, and they utilized however it can be.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Lucas

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The sun had risen and cast a glow over the wilds. Light shined into Lucas's dwelling and he emerged, to start a new day. Standing around in his khaki shorts and olive green D-belt, he gazed over the land. He'd been here awhile, but it still had an exploration factor. It was so vast, and things changed all the time.

He'd went through trees, stepped around bogs and approached a clearing. There were no animals there.. odd. Lucas'd thought he'd at least stir up a grouse that loved to scare him so much. Spotting a blackberry bush, he headed towards it and opened his pockets. He was picking pretty fast, he'd admit that he's gotten better after doing it so many times.

A group of snarls waved through the grass- they were coming. They were small, but fierce. It seemed silly to be running from such things, but he ran none the less. The black weasels chased him with their red eyes darting for him. He hadn't known how they got here, or why, but they've only been here for a short time. The recent occurrence worried Lucas. He'd gotten used to their habits and how to deal with them. Avoiding them completely was the best option, but that possibility was gone.

Lucas grappled a branch and lifted himself up the tree, higher and higher. Not sure when to stop, he looked down and decided it was good enough. He thought they couldn't climb trees, but they were getting closer, and he wasn't going to allow them to close the distance. Kicking them and panicking did the trick.

Alone, in the tree, he looked over the world again, but this time with altitude. Reaching into his pocket, a few berries were popped into his mouth. He was thinking over of what to do next, and what just happened, though it was more over recovering from the fright.

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Meanwhile, in the middle of a nearby field, the ground began to stir. At first one might assume that it was merely the grass moving in the breeze. Upon closer examination however, it was not the grass, but the earth underneath it that was shifting, and in a moment, the end of a spade broke through. This probably would have appeared quite strange to your average onlooker, as one ordinarily expected that end of a spade to be shoved into the ground by someone, rather than have it emerge from the earth on its own.

The mystery deepened further as the spade's blade was followed by the rest of it, and then by a girl in an outfit not in the least suited to her current environment. For that matter, the only environment it would be suited for would be an anime convention. Tossing the digging implement out of the hole, she then pulled herself up after it, before allowing herself to collapse back onto the grass with a sigh. She didn't seem very inclined to move either.

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Character Portrait: Lucas Character Portrait: Alice Liddell

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Lucas sat up the tree and observed the places he could go. He could follow the tree line and edge the clearings, or just go straight into the growth. There were certainly some hills he could find. Pondering over his options, the flight of birds interrupted him. He deemed the grouse was probably just flushed from a bush by the weasel retreat. Looking at the direction it was flying, he traced it's origin. The bird didn't come from a bush, but rather a field. Was the ground.. moving? Lowering himself from the tree, he headed for the field to see what it was.

A shovel was tossed aside and a girl rose to the ground. By this point Lucas was running again. She might of been related to the weasels, but the instincts of watching out for your own put it all beside. This was someone like him, even if she wore a dress that was out of place.

As he approached, he slowed his pace until he was walking in front of her. His feet stopped in front of her, and his stance was silhouetted as he cast a shadow over the stranger. "Hi." With a smile ear to ear. It'd been too long since he'd seen anyone. "Now's no time for a nap." Lucas really hoped she was alive, the disappointment would be marring. It'd only be a foible of the morning if he were to carry her.

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The girl looked from the spade, which was a spade, and would be offended to be called anything else, to the boy, and then back to the sky. "Hello." She hadn't seemed at all surprised by his appearance. Indeed, her expression remained almost preternaturally neutral, particularly for someone who had just dug their way out of what appeared to be a bottomless hole in the ground. After a moment of silence, she answered him.

"I disagree. For there to be a time in which something is not to be done, there must also be a time in which it is to be done. However, I do not have a set time in which I must nap, nor have I for some time now, thus, there can be no time in which I must not." Her expression remained unchanged as she touched the sides of her skirt in the best curtsy one can preform whilst laying down. "My name is Alice. I'm very pleased to meet you. Also, where are we?"

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The stranger looked around, only briefly looking at him, and instead changing her direction to her spade and the sky above. Her drab expression surprised him. He known his might of been a bit unsettling- full of joy at seeing someone. The hole was deep, and he began to distance himself from it, not wanting anything to do with it.

"I disagree. For there to be a time in which something is not to be done, there must also be a time in which it is to be done. However, I do not have a set time in which I must nap, nor have I for some time now, thus, there can be no time in which I must not."

Her words were complex and rivaled his vocabulary. "What?" Lucas had talked to himself just to keep a bit of sanity, so he didn't hear any other dialects. Unsure of how the communications would go, he began to toss his worries aside. Contrasting her formal speech, he opened his mouth. "Well, that's fine if you're tired, but this ain't any place to sleep." It blew his mind. The middle of this field? All the predators.. and those weasels might be back now. "I know someplace you can though."

An introduction began with something Lucas thought was only folk tale and never really happened- she tipped her skirt and bowed. On the ground, but he still recognized it. He observed her legs and chest and the skirt was moved- it was obvious he was checking her out, but he hoped she hadn't seen it.

"My name is Alice. I'm very pleased to meet you. Also, where are we?"

His stature straightened as he snapped out of his gawking. "Lucas- I think" He truly wasn't quite sure what his name was, but that's what he believed it to be. The words of a 1970s folk band held true- except Lucas wasn't anywhere near a desert, and he'd never been on a horse. But, the lack of anyone to give him pain allowed his name to fade from memory. "Happy to see you too." He held his arms out, emphasizing the land and entirety of space surrounding them. "We're here." Dropping his limbs back to his side, he carried them down to Alice. "Come on, I got somewhere else ta show ya." Not asking whether she wanted to, he grabbed her hands and lifted her to her feet. Whether she'd fall back down stubbornly or follow him was another thing.

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Alice smirked slightly at his response to her decision to nap when she so pleased. "I'm actually not that tired. Moreover I'm not actually in the mood to nap right now; I was merely voicing my disagreement with your choice of words." Despite saying this, the girl still hadn't risen, possibly just to be mischievous.

She hadn't noticed his staring when she had curtsied, or rather, she had, but had failed to realize the reason behind it, and the more specific parts at which he was starring. What she did notice however, was his uncertainty in his statement of his name. She'd had a similar problem once. "Perhaps you've spent some time in the nameless forest? It tends to have that effect, with the obvious exception of when it does not." Come to think of it, wasn't "The nameless forest", by nature, a name for a place that was specifically stated not to have a name? His answer to where they were wasn't terribly helpful either. Perhaps she really hadn't left Wonderland yet.

Suddenly, Alice was lifted to her feet. She did not object to this, though it was clear that she still hadn't though it necessary for her to get up yet. All the same, she didn't fall back to the ground, instead facing Lucas, and speaking. "Very well then. Let's be off."

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Lucas was excited by her smirk. He knew they'd have fun, but if she was showing this attitude, they'd play a bit more often. He still didn't quite understand what she was saying, but that didn't matter. She was up now. Not knowing what she said, he threw something together. "This isn't a nameless forest. Just no one to tell me my name. I think I've got it a card somewhere... I'll show you when we get back. But uh... this is..." He couldn't think of any name that would accurately describe this place. "Well, you think of something when you've seen a bit more if it then."

"Very well then. Let's be off." She didn't fall back down, and he took it as a yes.

Taking her hand with her last word, he smiled. "Sweeeet. Follow me." It wasn't like she had much of a choice with his calloused hand grasped around hers. Reaching down and taking her spade, he began explaining all the things around. "That's the mountain... use it to tell time and directions and stuff. I came out this way," pointing in the general direction of his dwelling.

The two approached the bog, and he turned to his new friend. Looking at her dress, he checked her out again. He didn't do it just to get another glimpse of her features, there was a bit of reason behind it. "Hmm... let's go another way. That dress won't go to well though there." She just dug herself from the earth, so Lucas wasn't too willing to see what would happen if he led her through a bog and tore her clothing.

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Character Portrait: Lucas Character Portrait: Alice Liddell

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Alice didn't particularly like the idea of her naming this place, as that would imply that she'd be spending a significant amount of time there, and there were other places she planned on going. Plus there was the fact that she tended to adopt the role of the observer, rather than participant. Before she had time to mention this to Lucas however, they were already heading out, with Alice absentmindedly noting his odd use of the word "sweet".

"That's the mountain... use it to tell time and directions and stuff. I came out this way,"

"I usually just decide what time it is on the rare occasion that it becomes necessary. He's quite a pushover you know, once you get to know him." She was referring of course, to time itself. Communicating, and furthermore bartering with it, was a skill she'd learned from the Mad Hatter, though time tended to be more cooperative toward her than him, for reasons never made evident, though occasionally speculated on by the aforementioned hatter.

Upon reaching a bog, the pair stopped, and Lucas suggested they go another way on account of her dress. This made Alice laugh. "This dress has survived far more than a mere bog could ever hope to match. If it makes you feel better though, I'm not opposed to walking around it."

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Lucas didn't know what she meant, and it wasn't just the differing vocabulary. "I usually just decide what time it is on the rare occasion that it becomes necessary. He's quite a pushover you know, once you get to know him." A bit confused, but still grasping some of it. He stopped and asked Alice something, regarding time being a pushover. "So, what time is it?" with a playful smile.

She apparently wasn't worried about her dress. Lucas was glad that she was still open to going around. Lucas hated bogs, and going through one once was already bad enough. "Well, that dress might be tough, but what about when it comes off?" he teased with her.

With his hand around hers, they continued, going around the bog as discussed. Going through trees, and pacing down hills, they made their way back to Lucas's dwelling. A bomber plane that had crash-landed stood before them. Lucas utilized it for what it was, a shelter. Not sure on what she wanted to do, he reached to his pocket and offered her some of the berries that he picked before. "Want some?"

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Character Portrait: Lucas Character Portrait: Alice Liddell

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"So, what time is it?"

Alice gave a noncommittal shrug. "I haven't the faintest idea. Perhaps you should ask him." She was certain of one thing however, and that was that the White Rabbit was late. Over time she'd come to realize that its tardiness was not actually dependent on the passage of time, but was rather a given.

She was rather confused it by the question regarding her dress, unaware of the teasing involved. "It doesn't. If it did though, I'd assume it would retain the same properties." That was only common sense of course. Or perhaps uncommon nonsense, depending on how you chose to see it.

When they finally arrived at Lucas' shelter, Alice was surprised to find that it was an odd, seemingly mechanical, contraption, the likes of which she had never seen before. Taking the berries offered to her with an absentminded "Thank you", she moved on to the subject that was currently interesting her. "What is that device? Does it do anything?"

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Character Portrait: Lucas Character Portrait: Alice Liddell

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Lucas was still confused with what Alice was saying. "You ask him. He's your friend." He threw his arms to his side, not knowing what else to do. "Sorry, I've never met the guy." She seemed to not understand what he was getting at with the dress. "It doesn't" Being shot down so soon surprised Lucas. "We'll see about that." He had thought of slipping part of it off her shoulder, but it was too buttoned up. Try again later he said to himself.

She had taken the berries and was now interested in the plane. "What is that device? Does it do anything?" He pulled her arm again, moving closer to it. "It's a plane. Pretty sweet huh? Found it out here. You better believe it does something." Looking over the plane's current state, broken in two, he corrected himself. "Well, it did."

He put the spade to the ground, stepped back a bit, and got a running start. Lucas jumped and landed. He wasn't completely on, he had to lift the other half him up. Once climbed onto the wing, he pointed to the insignia. "That's our Air Force." He collectivized the Air Force, not knowing that his friend was from a different country.

Holding his hand out to Alice, he offered her help onto the wing. If she wanted to know more about it, he'd have to show her the propellers. He was going to make a comment on her clothing can your dress handle this? He thought it would be best to keep that to himself.

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Character Portrait: Lucas Character Portrait: Alice Liddell

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Plane? Air Force? These were not term that Alice was familiar with, mechanized flight having been invented several decades after she disappeared off the face of the Earth. That wasn't to say that there was no means of airborne travel in Wonderland, but there were no machines like this there.

Alice's means of getting onto the wing were far more unusual. She produced a card from her pocket which, when crushed in her hand, caused an umbrella to appear before her. Taking the handle, she was lifted in a manner vaguely reminiscent of Mary Poppins, though of course Alice herself would be unfamiliar with the reference, up to the surface of the wing, where she released to umbrella into the breeze, allowing it to fly off to wherever it was it would go. Walking over to the propeller, she gestured to it to indicate that it was what she was speaking about. "It appears to have pinwheels on it. Does this serve some practical purpose, or are they purely for aesthetics? Then again, if it operates by pleasing birds enough to carry it, I suppose the two are one and the same." She assumed that the "plane" was meant to fly, what with the "Air" part of "Air Force", and the fact that it was shaped vaguely like a bird itself.

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Character Portrait: Lucas Character Portrait: Alice Liddell

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Only staring at what was going before him, Lucas couldn't do anything about the card being drawn from her hand and an umbrella appearing. He was speechless and didn't know what to do. She let go of the umbrella, and Lucas grabbed after it, but he was too late. Returning to the wing, he spoke to Alice. "You mean, I didn't have to jump up here?" She was now at the propeller, and wondering about it.

"It appears to have pinwheels on it. Does this serve some practical purpose, or are they purely for aesthetics? Then again, if it operates by pleasing birds enough to carry it, I suppose the two are one and the same."

"No pinwheels... but birds sure do love it here." His words held a bit of frustration behind them, not at Alice, but the birds that frequently nested with him. "They come here all the time. But ain't no bird big enough to carry this," remembering the time he himself was fooled by it's size, and tried to nudge the structure. He changed the subject to the "practical purpose" of the three fins. Balancing himself on the engine protruding from the front. Lucas assumed that she didn't know much about planes. He didn't either, but he think he had a good idea. "So these spin" there was resistance when he pushed the propeller. Rocking it, it finally broke free and started to rotate. "Yea, they're like pinwheels... they spin, but instead of wind pushing them, they make wind, if that makes sense." He wasn't too worried about making sense, as very little of what she's said had.

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"You mean, I didn't have to jump up here?"

Alice gave another noncommittal shrug. "Theoretically." She could have mentioned that she knew how to do that, but she'd just assumed that he'd ask if he was interested, and since he hadn't, that he just felt like jumping. Saying nothing else on the subject, she let Lucas move the conversation back to the bizarre contraption.

"No pinwheels... but birds sure do love it here. They come here all the time. But ain't no bird big enough to carry this,"

Alice wasn't entirely certain how accurate that last phrase might be, but she avoided saying so, due to the frustration that was clearly present in the former. It was in regards to his explanation about the "propellers" that she instead remarked upon. "I see how they might make wind, but what purpose does that serve in regards to the rest of it?"

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Lucas didn't quite get the comment. "Theoretically" To him, it seemed to be a yes or no question. Did he have to jump or not. None of it made sense. Her umbrella, the cards. It all confused him. "Whatever. Just don't push me off."

He tried explaining the propellers, but it still needed to be explained. "Well, the rest of it comes in with..." Lucas was trying to think of how a plane works. "Well the wings... are like a bird, but they don't flap. Sort of like an eagle, soaring across the sky. Instead of flappin', they use these," spinning the propeller once more. Then, once they're in the air, that's when the cool stuff happens." Lucas had spent hours playing with the machine guns and turrets, alone. Now that he had someone else to play with, it was a whole new world.

Lucas was excited, but didn't want to rush and push everything along. "Wanna see them? They're really cool." Not knowing he had forgotten the subject of the sentence. He'd stay on the wing and answer as any questions as she had, and she'd probably have more when introduced to the machine guns.

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"Whatever. Just don't push me off." This earned a chuckle from the Victorian girl, though this, along with her reply, probably brought no comfort to the boy who'd just said it. "The idea hadn't even occurred to me until now." In regards to his explanation of the plane, she seemed to consider for a long moment for answering. "So, what you're telling me is that a propeller converts rotary motion from a piston engine to provide the propulsive force required for independent flight?"

Alice wasn't exactly certain what "they" were, or why she would have raised interest in seeing things that were of a lower temperature than was average, so she shrugged. "I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about, but I'll take a look at whatever it is that they are if you like."

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Her laugh was slightly caustic, thought ultimately it encouraged him and comforted Lucas. "The idea hadn't even occurred to me until now." Lucas had started to look away as he walked the edge of the wing in a balancing act. He turned his attention back to Alice with her comment. Springing off the perch, and putting himself somewhere safer and with more stability. "Set myself up for that one there." He was glad that his explanation worked, and gave a bit of understanding. "Yeah, ya like that. " It took a bit of processing, but in the end it made sense.

"I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about, but I'll take a look at whatever it is that they are if you like." The wording at the end of it brought joy to Lucas. She was going to do something if it would make him happy? "Sweeeeet." He started to move to the entrance, and waited for her there. "Might be a bit warmer inside." It wasn't cold outside, and the temperature wasn't too different in the plane either. Giving it more thought, he determined it would be warmer inside due to the ventilation. But he wasn't thinking when he commented on the structure. He just wanted to to say something to Alice, though he was sure he only made it worse.

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There was that word again, "sweet". While Alice was fully aware of the word itself, having used it fairly commonly in her life, she was unfamiliar with the way Lucas insisted upon utilizing it. She didn't necessarily object to it, people had the right to speak how they wanted to up here, if she remembered right, but it was rather confusing.

The inside of the aircraft was a bit warmer, if only by an amount not normally noticeable. This wasn't terribly important to her however, since she had been fine beforehand. The air outside was warm enough by her standards. Actually, now that she thought about it, she hadn't felt warmth or cold for quite some time now.

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Once inside, Lucas had calmed a bit. The associated security put him at ease, and he didn't worry about this girl anymore. With the pressure of impressing gone, he made his way to the machine guns, with one hand on the side of the plane, and trying to hold hers in the other.

"Yea, these are pretty dope." He knew she spoke with more formality than he did, so he threw in the slang to provoke a reaction. He didn't even know if she'd do anything. Lucas thought over his comment on the temperature, and it wasn't true at all. It wasn't too different. Deeming it was because the sun hadn't been on it long enough.

"Here's the fun." Pulling back a charging handle, although it was unloaded. To Lucas, it was just about pretending. After all, he wasn't really in any Airforce, and has never been in a plane that works, though that's something that he was sure him and Alice shared. "So, planes and stuff would be flying around, and they'd be shooting, and they'd shoot them and stuff." He gave an example of shooting 'them' and held the gun, turning it on it's turret. He then replicated the sounds and laughed. "Yea, pretty cool."

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Alice raised an eyebrow at Lucas having grabbed onto her hand, but said nothing. She was vaguely familiar with the gesture, the Hatter had certainly made a habit of it, though she wasn't sure how comfortable she should have been about that either. Regardless, she was more concerned with what he said next.

"Yea, these are pretty dope."

This confused Alice for a number of reasons. Firstly, machines had no minds, at least as far as she was aware, and thus could not be dopes. Secondly, his previous point had been how great they were, which would run quite contrary to claiming that they were stupid. "I'm sorry, but you're not making much sense. Why would you call the guns dopes? They don't seem to be especially foolish, at least as far a large chunks of metal designed to launch smaller chunks of metal at high speeds go."

She found Lucas' playing with the turret to be mildly amusing, though she couldn't help but wonder why exactly he had suddenly developed an accent that differed from the one he had previously been speaking in. Still, this was probably one of the most normal things she'd done in the past couple of hundred years by normal standards.

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Lucas wasn't the only one confused by the differing vernaculars. "I'm sorry, but you're not making much sense. Why would you call the guns dopes? They don't seem to be especially foolish, at least as far a large chunks of metal designed to launch smaller chunks of metal at high speeds go." "What?" It puzzled him. Thinking about what was said, and piecing it together. "Dopey... dwarf, yea the retard..." he mumbled as he pondered. A final epiphany came with an "Ah.." Breaking the pause, he explained. "No, not like stupid. Not heroin either," making a short gesture of sticking a needle in his arm. "But like, cool, awesome, sweeet. Stylish, I guess." Thinking about it, and worrying if he'd made any sense at all, he went to play around with Alice a bit more. "Your bow is pretty dope." Whether she'd notice, was something else.

Seeing Alice was amused with his play, he went a bit further with it. "Yea, so that's how that happened-" a shift in focus cut him short. There were a few things that didn't make sense to him. "Why are you in a dress?" Quickly stepping out of his position, he was in front of her, and holding the hem on her dress in his fingers. He didn't mean anything by touching her clothing, he just wanted to know how it felt. "How'd you come out of the ground?" Lucas paused and rose slowly, unconsciously lifting her dress. "And why do you smell so good?" It's not that he had sniffed her directly, but the aroma was different to what Lucas was used to.

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