Aʟɪᴄᴇ Pʟᴇᴀsᴀɴᴄᴇ Lɪᴅᴅᴇʟʟ (
digophelia) wrote in
eachdraidh2015-02-20 06:26 pm
video - unseelie locked;
[ Alice has been trying to draw in her sketchpad for a while now and it's clear from how wrinkled the piece of paper is, that she's tried to draw on it to no avail. It's been erased numerous times. Right beside her are her imp and her rabbit, as always. She's been quiet at the villa, she's locked herself up acting stranger than before. ]
How funny it is when the mind brings so many images and memories that it cannot even transfer onto a sheet of paper. I know what I see, but it cannot go through my fingertips and onto my paper, unlike so many times before.
[ By the tone of her voice, she means more than that. Guarded as ever, Alice will not say what it is, other than she reluctantly places her pencil down on the paper. Art blocks are terrible, and they're more terrible than before. ]
I am sorry... for my absence. Please don't think of me as silly, but I lost a good companion of my mine. My mare. My horse. I took her in after my first battle, when her owner had fallen. I loved her dearly, she was my friend, too, as much as anyone else I know here.
[ Alice says this while trying not to cry. ]
I loathe to think of another animal as a replacement, but seeing as it is a necessity, I have no other choice. She had fallen in battle when I separated from the others.
[ When she went on her rampage after the Jabberwock, though she's not going to say that. Alice just rubs her rabbit's ears instead while looking at her blank paper. ]
I can try and buy one, if needed, if anyone wants to humor me. I know this is a silly request after everything that has happened -- selfish, even. I think it might be best if I left, for a small while, so I can clear my head and be useful again. No good comes of being a shut-in.
[ After all, ever since she came back, she's been acting stranger and much more distant than before. There is more here that she wants to say; she struggles with saying it. ]
I, well- never mind that. Please be well, all of you.
How funny it is when the mind brings so many images and memories that it cannot even transfer onto a sheet of paper. I know what I see, but it cannot go through my fingertips and onto my paper, unlike so many times before.
[ By the tone of her voice, she means more than that. Guarded as ever, Alice will not say what it is, other than she reluctantly places her pencil down on the paper. Art blocks are terrible, and they're more terrible than before. ]
I am sorry... for my absence. Please don't think of me as silly, but I lost a good companion of my mine. My mare. My horse. I took her in after my first battle, when her owner had fallen. I loved her dearly, she was my friend, too, as much as anyone else I know here.
[ Alice says this while trying not to cry. ]
I loathe to think of another animal as a replacement, but seeing as it is a necessity, I have no other choice. She had fallen in battle when I separated from the others.
[ When she went on her rampage after the Jabberwock, though she's not going to say that. Alice just rubs her rabbit's ears instead while looking at her blank paper. ]
I can try and buy one, if needed, if anyone wants to humor me. I know this is a silly request after everything that has happened -- selfish, even. I think it might be best if I left, for a small while, so I can clear my head and be useful again. No good comes of being a shut-in.
[ After all, ever since she came back, she's been acting stranger and much more distant than before. There is more here that she wants to say; she struggles with saying it. ]
I, well- never mind that. Please be well, all of you.

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Thank you, Lord. Was there? Mister Celegorm was a good compatriot of yours; did he ever mention his horse had kin...?
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[Nor could he claim to know how to tell which is which. The stablemaster might, though. Or perhaps Alice might simply know from looking.]
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[ A put out sigh. ]
I could ask his remaining brother, but I worry that would put a strain on him.
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Where do you mean to go, now that Caer Scima has fallen?
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[ She's going to be a little too awkward in fully admitting she wants to see Lancelot, anyway. That is the next best excuse, anyway. ]
My injuries are healed, it will do me good to walk around, anyway. Especially after using my learned skills in battle. [ that is Alice's way of saying she's used her shard just as he taught her. Unfortunately, the word still bothers her to use. ]
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The blood granite may help in that. Its properties can be most... relaxing.
[Or so they were for him. It let him have the chance to simply feel like a man and not whatever sort of creature he was now.]
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Is it? After everything associated with it?
[ She looks genuinely surprised? ]
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[Or at least, it did for him. He had changed so much from a man that it was almost intoxicating to experience mortality again.]
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[ Hilariously enough, just like the Jabberwock of Wonderland. ]
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And I have and will continue to do so.
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But as long as others believe you, that shall suffice. where will you go now?
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Wherever I am needed, I suppose. For now, I need air to breathe.
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[He had a good dose of centuries of silence to give him the clarity of purpose he feels now.]
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[ It also drives one insane, but she's not about to say that. ]
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[He concludes it for her. It's clear that she has no use for anything he's said, since she's dismissed or refuted all of it thus far, save for the offer of the stables.]
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[ She has her reasons; if she wasn't so guarded on the other hand. ]
You can determine a course, but it is not always the way it turns out to be, even in your own world, no matter how much you plan for it. Survival is adaptability to change. After all, isn't that what makes the Unseelie so grand? It is not in my nature to be vague out of spite, I only tentatively assert my plans, for now, because I wait for my course to unfold in front of me.
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How very philosophical of you. Perhaps I was wrong to suggest time alone. You've evidently had ample amounts of it already.
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[ About ten years worth of it, really. ]
If I asked you if you had spare time for more instruction, Lord Ganondorf, would you be able to?
[ He should at least be able to see her newest ability, anyway. ]
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[The North might be broken, but there was still yet ten spires up there to guard it. Mair stood alone and apart and so it fell upon him to strengthen it by his own means.]
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That is absolutely understandable.
[ Alice does nothing to hide the grimace. ]
I would very much like to, of course, by your convenience as well, Lord.
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[He does not yet know he will have to it with the Roc's interference, but that will ultimately suit his needs anyway.]
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[ It'll be a good combination with her new, unlocked power. Though now there's a new situation she finds herself in that she must keep Lancelot up to date if she leaves, too. It won't be an issue, it's a new feeling. ]
You have my thanks.
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It will benefit us both for you to continue to grow. Caer Scima may be fallen, but there is much that can be done for Mair still.
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[ If it makes her more formidable in a fight, she's for it. Lending her support again is still something she's inwardly debating. ]
Of course. Do take care of yourself in the meantime, lord.