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[ Alice has not gotten very far this morning, as she practically fumbles into view, her locket going off to see something that's... oddly familiar. She freezes to feel something tugging on the hem of her apron.]
What on earth...?
[ No way. She looks utterly confused to see a white rabbit tugging at the hem of her apron. She freezes, momentarily ignoring a fair escort to crouch down. The rabbit hasn't ran away and Alice hasn't chased it into another rabbit hole. That would be a plus. She hesitates for a moment, as the little thing looks up at her, letting out a soft sneeze.]
Surely you're real and I am not imagining things. I've been down that route and I don't think it would be a very good idea if I went down your rabbit hole. Are you really real?
[ So it takes one small hop forward, throwing itself on Alice's knee, as if to say, "yes, I'm real". The fair is very much trying to point out that this is a boon, but Alice would say no, you don't understand, this is a big deal. With one hand, Alice offers it to the rabbit.
No biting. Aw. When it does nothing more than lick her finger tips, she breaks out in a soft smile, melting away the confusion and her usual paranoid, hardened demeanor. She's actually happy! With two nervous hands, Alice is carefully picking up the little rabbit who doesn't put up a fight. Finally, after 12 years, Alice can do what she wanted to do as a child: hold a rabbit.
This is fantastic and the little thing even lets her hold it like a baby. Now that Alice is practically fawning over the rabbit in her arms, her attention is finally gained when the fairy pulls a lock of her dark hair. ]
Ow! Was that necessary?
[ Hello, Miss Liddell, you didn't request anything and your queen gave you something. There's no words for how even more perplexed Alice looks.]
... You mean to tell me this little rabbit is a gift? Really?
[ She's not sure what to make of this. ]
Well, that's all fine and good, but in the distant future, I hope that you don't carry a small animal all the way from there to here.
What on earth...?
[ No way. She looks utterly confused to see a white rabbit tugging at the hem of her apron. She freezes, momentarily ignoring a fair escort to crouch down. The rabbit hasn't ran away and Alice hasn't chased it into another rabbit hole. That would be a plus. She hesitates for a moment, as the little thing looks up at her, letting out a soft sneeze.]
Surely you're real and I am not imagining things. I've been down that route and I don't think it would be a very good idea if I went down your rabbit hole. Are you really real?
[ So it takes one small hop forward, throwing itself on Alice's knee, as if to say, "yes, I'm real". The fair is very much trying to point out that this is a boon, but Alice would say no, you don't understand, this is a big deal. With one hand, Alice offers it to the rabbit.
No biting. Aw. When it does nothing more than lick her finger tips, she breaks out in a soft smile, melting away the confusion and her usual paranoid, hardened demeanor. She's actually happy! With two nervous hands, Alice is carefully picking up the little rabbit who doesn't put up a fight. Finally, after 12 years, Alice can do what she wanted to do as a child: hold a rabbit.
This is fantastic and the little thing even lets her hold it like a baby. Now that Alice is practically fawning over the rabbit in her arms, her attention is finally gained when the fairy pulls a lock of her dark hair. ]
Ow! Was that necessary?
[ Hello, Miss Liddell, you didn't request anything and your queen gave you something. There's no words for how even more perplexed Alice looks.]
... You mean to tell me this little rabbit is a gift? Really?
[ She's not sure what to make of this. ]
Well, that's all fine and good, but in the distant future, I hope that you don't carry a small animal all the way from there to here.