Wonderland: Day One

[wonderlandian]

The residents of Paradisa who ventured into the lobby on the 13th would find something new there; a mirror spanning an entire wall. Given recent happenings, who can blame them if they're cautious? Trouble is, this mirror seems to really want to bring people in, because you don't have to get too close before you're through the looking glass.

Once you've gone, you may find that you're not quite yourself.

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Mirror|Queen's Courtyard|Queen's Castle|Tulgey Wood
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[Notes/Reminders: Type 1 and Type 2 characters will believe they are Wonderland natives. All characters, including those not entering Wonderland, will be able to use their journals; Wonderland "natives" will think it is a communication device exclusive to Wonderland, although communication between Paradisa and Wonderland through the journals is absolutely possible. You may NPC any number of Tulgey Wood creatures, except for the Jabberwocky.]

Comments

[scinlae]

A man I loved, a man who left.

[wolfchild]

I'm sorry.

[scinlae]

Don't be. [ She smiles sadly. ] I've just gone mad, it will pass. [ It has to pass. ]

Your hair is shorter.

[wolfchild]

[ She runs a hand through the shorn ends. ]

I had to keep it short so I wouldn't be raped on the way.

[scinlae]

[ Unlike others she does not gape, instead her expression is understanding. ]

You did what you had to do.

[wolfchild]

I didn't do it. Yoren cut it.

[scinlae]

Yoren? [ A MAN RIGHT? What a shitty job he did. ]

[wolfchild]

He promised to get me home. He died.

[scinlae]

I'm sorry. [ She shifts before moving over to join Arya. ]

[wolfchild]

[ She shrugs faintly. Yoren made her a promise, but so did a lot of people. They all died. ]

[scinlae]

[ She is sorry Arya never got home, sorry that those who made her promises failed. ]

It is uneven, your hair, perhaps later we can fix it.

[wolfchild]

I don't really care about my hair. Fixed or not, it's still ugly.

[scinlae]

No, it's not.

[wolfchild]

Yes, it is. It's always been.

[ WHY ARE YOU ARGUING CAN YOU NOT SEE IT ]

[scinlae]

[ She gives Arya a look. ]

It has never been ugly, not once.

[wolfchild]

[ Don't start up with your looks, woman, she knows how she looks. B(

She looks to the side, biting her lip on a pointless argument. ]

[scinlae]

When I was younger, I would come back to the castle with twigs and leaves in my hair.

[ She tilts her head. ]

For a time I am sure my guardian though it would be nearly impossible to make me into a lady of the court.

[wolfchild]

For true?

[scinlae]

For true. I trained with future knights of Camelot and even beat Arthur in a swordfight.

[ IT TOTALLY HAPPENED. ]

[wolfchild]

[ She laughs. ]

He can't have taken it well.

[scinlae]

He denies it ever happened, his pride was very wounded that day.

[wolfchild]

[ She scoffs. ]

They're all the same.

[scinlae]

Men seldom change, my dear wolf. [ She reaches up, picking a couple of twigs and so fort from her hair. ]

[wolfchild]

[ Trying to run her hand through it only results in hitting tangles. She screws up her face as she pulls her fingers free. ]

[scinlae]

[ She gives Arya an apologetic look. ]

We will fix these tangles, and afterwards perhaps you can chase Nymeria with a brush. [ CAUSE HAHA BRUSHING A DIREWOLF, wouldn't that be funny. ]