CuriouslyAlice's profile picture. I have grown, my days now spent in a dusty old bookstore that I am happy to call my sanctuary. But things continue to become curiouser and curiouser...

Alice Liddell

@CuriouslyAlice

I have grown, my days now spent in a dusty old bookstore that I am happy to call my sanctuary. But things continue to become curiouser and curiouser...

-[Incredibly happy to be rid of that damned hat maker, I straighten the pile of books in my shop, seeing that they are absolutely secure.]-


(Hmph. Well if it isn't that ridiculous hat maker @MaddenedMind.)


Oh, Peter... -[I murmur sing-songingly, stepping lightly over to the snoring @Peter_Pan_.]- It's Alice.


(Hmmph. You're looking to get shoved off that hammock of yours, @Peter_Pan_. -[Rolls up sleeves.]-)


(I do hope he isn't speaking of me... -[I frown slightly at @Peter_Pan_'s sleepy mumbling.]-)


@Ricaresin You're telling me my home is not my home but rather your home! -[I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose tightly.]- Ridiculous.


Or, rather, making as much sense as a dormouse living in a tea kettle...


The Hatter could figure this out...


@Ricaresin -[With a frustrated stomp of my foot, I toss my hands into the air.]- You're making as little sense as a teapot wearing a coat!


@Ricaresin But my home is just as well here nor there!


@Ricaresin ...The land of Under? -[I blink once, twice, three times. What the devil is Underland?]- I think you've gone round the bend.


@Ricaresin -[Eyes the foreign being, wary.]- Hm. I suppose you do.


-[With a slight frown, I place my hands on my hips.]- Who are you to say I've lost my muchness, @Ricaresin? I have plenty of muchness!


- I've never met a pirate. I wonder if he likes tea. Tea is delicious. -


-[With a huff, I approach the little thing currently nibbling on a bit of window putty, glaring at Dinah all the while.]- You're no help.


-[Cautiously proceeds around a rather ugly looking rat that has settled happily in my foyer. Dinah is just sitting there like a log.]-


I'm not wearing a corset. Shh, don't tell Mother. She'll be furious. [My lips curve into a devious little grin.]


~ guests had gone, but I didn't regret the outburst in the slightest.]


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