Alice Pleasance Liddell (i_wonder) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2008-07-18 23:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | alice liddell, murder mystery, violet baudelaire, zz:status complete |
MM. spotted. [violet, or anyone else.]
The day was bright and warm, the sort of weather that made it a perfect time for people-watching. People-watching was a sport that Alice particularly excelled at. At this given moment, she was sitting cross-legged on the rim of a fountain, beads of water lightly misting her hair, and watching the passersby from behind cat-shaped, rhinestone-studded sunglasses.
A man walked by, carrying a newspaper and a briefcase and a tray of coffees in paper cups. Alice wished him a pair of extra hands. A couple of teenage girls scurried by, their hair gleaming green and violet, giggling raucously. Alice thought she spotted River's graceful glide through the crowd, but it could have been any dark-haired dancer going to or from rehearsal.
Then a flash of bright white, patterned with red, made Alice gasp and jump up, nearly toppling backwards into the fountain as a result. The rabbit! Alice took of running after him, her Mary Janes hitting the pavement with a rhythmic beat. She had to catch him! She was Queen now, after all, and it would be nice to have someone to talk to that knew it.
Then she rounded a corner and ran smack dab into someone. "Oof!" she said, staggering back, and peered anxiously over their shoulder. The rabbit was lost. "Oh," she said, barely able to keep the disappointment from her voice. "I'm so very sorry."