[voice] the taste of that fruit still lingers

[boat_lights]

[A la Diva style, this isn't video. Rather, there is a crackle of static, and a slow, low chuckle, the sort of chuckle that starts in the back of one's throat and ends up in the back of someone else's. The silence that follows is long and full of all sorts of pregnant possibilities. And generally speaking, you're not sure whether or not you want to

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[blacknredrabbit]

...You. [This is not good. Alice is sad herself that Gilbert is gone although she won't admit it as easily as she did with Oz and Cheshire.

...The thought of them all gone makes her even more uncomfortable as she watches Vincent talk what sounds like nonsense.] What are you going on about?

[boat_lights]

[Alice. Alice. Alice. If it isn't Alice. For Alice there is video as he tears into the doll of a rabbit. For Alice, there is hatred in his eyes.]

Disappointing. And here I had thought that perhaps Master Oz would have been so kind as to take his pet rabbit with him when he exited stage left.

[blacknredrabbit]

Tch, he didn't leave because he wanted to you know.

[boat_lights]

And he did not take you because he did not want to.

[blacknredrabbit]

Then same goes for seaweed head and you.

[boat_lights]

Perhaps, perhaps not. Shall we ask once he returns?

[blacknredrabbit]

That's stupid. Who knows how long we'd have to wait.

[boat_lights]

Waiting is a gesture of loyalty, isn't it?

[blacknredrabbit]

...I guess.