[ Once the surrounding gates is cleared and Alice calls back the hobby horse, she cleans off the vorpal blade with a flick, but cleans off the long sword with her apron. Carefully. It does really cut better clean just as Maedhros has said. But by the time Alice gets near the door, she looks at Ariadne with an exceptionally hollow look.
Covered in their blood because if there is one thing about Alice it is that she's not a clean fighter. She fights rather violently, always picking the best option of inflicting pain on them. But by now, it's clear there's more to the mindless slaughter of them.
And that is a brief flicker, a vision brought by the hellhounds.
Trepanning, which by now was bard from being practiced in London -- well, no, it should have. It's too real and Alice if bracing the side of her head, to feel her hair. She still has locks of long, dark hair, she isn't there anymore. ]
action; /further freaks out ariadne
Covered in their blood because if there is one thing about Alice it is that she's not a clean fighter. She fights rather violently, always picking the best option of inflicting pain on them. But by now, it's clear there's more to the mindless slaughter of them.
And that is a brief flicker, a vision brought by the hellhounds.
Trepanning, which by now was bard from being practiced in London -- well, no, it should have. It's too real and Alice if bracing the side of her head, to feel her hair. She still has locks of long, dark hair, she isn't there anymore.
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