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12:18am August 1, 2014

OOC: Off For The Night

Sleep tight, all!

9:59pm July 31, 2014

You can mess up my mind,

                           break my body
                                   shatter my soul
;

                                         I don’t care.

                                                        But if you harm,
                                                             The people that I love
                                                                   If they shed a single tear?                                                                                 A drop of blood?

                            [I WILL DESTROY YOU.] 
                          

1:12pm July 31, 2014

thealwaysopenheart started following you

thealwaysopenheart:

Truth be told, Lizzie was expecting more of a bewildered response- however, she’s grateful he was able to be more level headed about things than she originally saw this going; it’s certainly made things easier.

"Thank you," Lizzie says, smiling softly. "I’m sure we’ll get to a point where we’ll be just as close as we used to be. It will just…take some adjusting." 

"Did she now? Well- Alice has always been the sort to help. Whether it be a pair of ears to listen or a hand to hold, I don’t think I’ve ever known her to be anything different from that. I’m glad she was able to help though; from what I’ve heard, the process of going Creative is a little…overwhelming." 

"Oh! So you’re a —- oh, what’s the word? —- lepidopterist! Well, even if you were dangerous, I’m sure your work must be rather pretty. I’ve always liked butterflies- I’ve never had the same…adoration for them as Alice always has, but I do like them quite a bit. I can’t wait to see some of your work." 

"Precisely," Elizabeth says, her own voice going a bit darker. "I suppose medicine will renew itself over time- but how anyone thinks it’s a good idea is beyond me. And I don’t doubt you’ll protect her.”

At what he first says, the elder Liddell tilts her head. “What exactly did Alice d—-” She stops abruptly, blinking a few times. “…Was she the one that pushed him in front of the train then? No one really could figure out who did it, from what I gathered from the papers. I remember just being glad he was gone, and leaving it at that.” 

"Yes- if there’s one thing that defines my sister, it’s always been her imagination. The entire Liddell family thought outside the box, and all had very strong imaginations; by far though, Alice was the most….gifted. For her to construct and entire world at such a young age was nothing short of remarkable. And through it all, she’s kept it. Though…sounds as though it’s taken a couple of hits, then? If it isn’t as happy, I can only assume…” After all; if her mind is in shambles, what does that make the world within her mind? 

"I’ve always heard that some of the best things happen when you go out of your comfort zone. In your case, a simple hello in passing…lead you down the path to a relationship, and an eventual marriage. A pretty amazing minor action." 

Maybe it simply hasn’t sunk in yet — seeing her and hearing her story has been a lot to process in a short amount of time. Still, Victor’s just going to go with the flow for now. Whatever makes this easier on the the lot of them.

"Right," he agrees, nodding. "But I’m sure eventually you’ll pick up where you left off. No matter what, she’ll want to be close to you again. That I’m sure of."

Victor laughs, though it’s a bit of a strained sound. “Oh dear, you can’t know until it happens to you. It’s just a sudden flood of ideas into your mind, and you’re racing to keep up…I was scribbling all over the walls of the shop when it happened to me. To the point where…” He squeezes his arm. “Well, if Alice hadn’t been there, I — I might have started putting things down in a r-rather disturbing red…”

Fortunately, Lizzie guessing at his specialty works as a good distraction from those memories. “Yes, exactly! Always nice to meet someone who actually knows the word. And I think I do very beautiful work — ask anyone who’s seen the glowing butterflies.” He beams. “I’d be happy to show you — my lab is actually right next to the apartment.”

"It’s sickening, really," he mutters, shaking his head. "But you needn’t fear that she’ll get mixed up in it again. She’s got more than me to help protect her. Doc and Marty — they’re my coworkers, you saw the latter — wouldn’t stand for it either."

Victor nods a few times. “That would be her. Though…the papers know it was a m-murder?” For some reason, he doesn’t like calling it that. Both because the victim so deserved it and he doesn’t like thinking of Alice like that. “That’s a bit worrying…I always thought people considered it an accident. At least no one’s yet thought of Alice as a suspect…and now that she lives here, nobody’s likely to come after her either.”

Victor grins, though it’s tinged with sadness. “I wish I could have met your parents. They sound like lovely people… Her mind’s one of the most brilliant I’ve ever seen, really.” He sighs, his smile fading. “But yes, it has. Alice has had to fight through it twice to regain her sanity — once from the Queen of Hearts, once from the Dollmaker. She can give you more details on that. Things seem to be much more stable now, though.”

"The smallest actions, the biggest difference — I think Doc said something along those lines while trying to explain why it wasn’t a good idea to mess with time," Victor says thoughtfully. "Certainly it did make a big difference in both our lives…and I wouldn’t want anyone tampering with it. Life without her would be much greyer."

12:36pm July 31, 2014
alicemadnessandmemories asked: Alice ran over to Victor and lightly tugged on his sleeve, "Victor, you have to come see this! The park is full of butterflies and it looks amazing!"

alicemadnessandmemories:

8butterflyboy8:

"Which park? Where?" Victor’s looking left and right, looking like a puppy that’s just barely following the instruction to stay.

Alice blinked slowly, his words didn’t appear to scare her one bit. Alice smirked, “So I’m a killer and your a mad scientist….ha what a pair.” 

"Tell me about it," Victor agrees with a nod. "You know how it feels? Like — like I’ve got this gigantic pit at the back of my head. The rest of the world is lit up with sunshine and electricity, sparking out ideas — but there’s this area back there where all the nasty things live, and I’ve got to be very careful about not letting them run rampant and hurt people." He twists his hands together. "A lot of my nightmares center around hurting my friends — or my wife."

12:01pm July 31, 2014
alicemadnessandmemories asked: "Another Victor? Am I going mad, bonkers, off the wall?" Alice twisted a piece of hair around her finger as she spoke.

alicemadnessandmemories:

8butterflyboy8:

"To be fair, if you were, you’d be in good company here," Victor replies, very glad that he managed to stop himself before he greeted this Alice with a "darling." That would have made this weird moment even weirder. "I, ah, take it you’re familiar with a different me?"

Alice blushes, and reaches into her bag. Holding out a smaller sketchbook to Victor, “I…I drew you…you and Ferdy…in this book.” 

"Really?" Victor’s blushing just a little himself now. He takes the sketchbook in his free hand, then making sure his ice cream won’t drip, takes a look. "Oh, Alice, this is great! I don’t think anyone’s ever drawn me with Ferdy before."

12:37am July 31, 2014

OOC: Bedtime

I am le tired — g’night!

12:36am July 31, 2014
nolongerperfectperfection asked: "Hello again, Mr. Van Dort. I wanted to ask you-- Is it really true that you can own fish and keep them in your own home? And of so many kinds? There's so much variety, it's awe inspiring! Do you have any? I... I think I want one? Or perhaps more than one, so it may have a friend! Is this a good idea? I can't decide..." (( BRINGING THIS LOSER BACK FULL FORCE ))

nolongerperfectperfection:

8butterflyboy8:

"Oh hello Avetion! And yes, it’s very much true," Victor says with a little laugh. "We don’t sell fish here, I’m afraid — unless you want the parts to build a mechanical one — but we do have pet shops where you should be able to get as many as you desire. They’d know more about it than me, honestly — I never had fish. My childhood pet was a dog."

"Oh, yes, I saw them in a nearby ‘pet shop’, as you called it. They have many, many animals! Reptiles, insects, cats and dogs, ferrets and rabbits, all sorts of fish… I would love to own one, a fish, or perhaps two, but I’m afraid I’d have no area for him to own and call ‘home’, as I do not either. The currency here and in this time are in Pounds, and I have no way of getting any to acquire a home…"

His eyes glanced down for a moment as he thought, then he looked back up at Victor curiously.

"Do you think that, if I asked, a pet shop might be accepting to hiring me? I am not sure of the rules that apply to me here at this time. I was not allowed to have a paying job, as it was not needed of me, and since robots were looked down upon as mere servants at my time, despite myself being the best of modern technology and biology at that current time. I do not know if people here are the same…"

"You — don’t have anywhere to live?" Concerned Victor is very concerned. "I didn’t know that… You know, you’re not their standard client, but the Baudelaire’s Orphanage for Unfortunate Youth might have a place for you. I think you’d qualify as an unfortunate case, given how far you are from home. It would at least be a roof over your head — and Violet’s pretty skilled with mechanical things, if you need extra repairs."

He grins as Avetion asks about getting a job. “Oh, you’ll find things are much different here. Yes, some people may still treat you as a second-class citizen, but they’re not the majority by any means. Most Automatons are full, self-reliant citizens. We even have some come into the shop from time to time. So long as you can do the work, or are at least willing to learn, I think you shouldn’t have any trouble finding employment.”

2:24pm July 30, 2014
nolongerperfectperfection asked: "Hello again, Mr. Van Dort. I wanted to ask you-- Is it really true that you can own fish and keep them in your own home? And of so many kinds? There's so much variety, it's awe inspiring! Do you have any? I... I think I want one? Or perhaps more than one, so it may have a friend! Is this a good idea? I can't decide..." (( BRINGING THIS LOSER BACK FULL FORCE ))

"Oh hello Avetion! And yes, it’s very much true," Victor says with a little laugh. "We don’t sell fish here, I’m afraid — unless you want the parts to build a mechanical one — but we do have pet shops where you should be able to get as many as you desire. They’d know more about it than me, honestly — I never had fish. My childhood pet was a dog."

1:48pm July 30, 2014

thealwaysopenheart started following you

thealwaysopenheart:

And no one will be surprised by her reaction; everyone knows Alice. And this is a rather big deal- no one would be able to honestly take it calmly when put in her position. 

"Well- your understanding is appreciated. Thank you," she says, before giving a sigh of relief as he lets her know that he’ll help, and that it’s likely Alice will want a relationship with her. “I’ll understand her frustration at first; but I’m glad to not be going into it alone. On a side note, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have a brother,” Lizzie says with a slight laugh. “Suppose I’ll get to find that out- in time, of course; a couple of more…pressing manners at hand first, ahah.” 

Looking around the bit of city they’re in, Elizabeth shakes her head and shrugs. “Well, least it’s something, right? It isn’t as though the impossible really exists here- in fact, I’m sure you’ve strayed away from the ‘impossible’ at some point here. Radcliffe spared no time in telling me you were a Touched; I’m sure he said it with the intention of warning me, but…I know my sister. If you were of the dangerous sort, she would have left. Not all Touched are evil; the notion that they are is preposterous.” 

As his smile fades, so does hers. She tries to brace herself- but nothing really seems to prepare her for hearing all that her sister has endured in her absence. “I was afraid Rutledge would have been like that for her,” she says quietly, hanging her head and clasping her hands in front of her. “I’d heard many tales of how awful asylums could be- and the fact that she was in there for ten years means that treatments didn’t work, and were likely increased- that medical system is more than flawed; Poor dear must be fearful of the thought of ever going back…” 

However, hearing about what Bumby did to her makes her head to snap up, and her eyes to narrow. “That oozing sore of depravity,” she says after a moment, disgust clear in her face and voice. “Forgettings one’s problems does nothing, for one; but on a more important note, to sell children on the market is as corrupt as it gets. Fortunate he didn’t get to Alice though…I’m sure he would have—- er….perhaps I don’t want to think about that…I’m just…I’m glad he’s gone. I’m sure Alice is glad he’s gone. The world can just agree that Angus Bumby was a terrible, terrible man.” She wraps her arms around herself for a minute, letting Victor to finish. “Though- good to know she kept her Wonderland around. I don’t think Alice would be Alice without that world in her head; the fact that it looks after her just as much as she looks after it is rather astounding.”

And his ending line causes her to smile. “I’m sure you have. Radcliffe said that when Alice came to tell him about her change in marital status that she seemed to be happier than he’d seen her since her childhood years. I think that’s why he was willing to help her with the wedding gift. Well…that, and the fact that I had threatened him. After I heard how difficult he’d been in giving Alice her inheritance when you two had last seen him, I told him I’d rat him out if he wasn’t better to her.” 

Again, more behind-the-scenes sort of shenanigans… 

Victor’s impressed with himself for not completely freaking out, honestly. Living in Secundus has done well for his sense of shock, he supposes.

He echoes her nervous laughter, twisting his hands together. “Well, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have a sister — I’m an only child, so siblings are a complete mystery to me…but yes. She might be frustrated or angry at first, but I’m sure her joy over seeing you alive will overcome that fairly quickly. And I’ll be here for both of you, no matter what you might need.”

Her comment about how Radcliffe warned her about him makes him stiffen briefly — but then she continues with how it’s foolish to believe all Touched are evil, and that she trusts her sister’s judgment, helps him relax again. “Yes — that’s a prejudice that existed in my hometown, which I found myself quickly overcoming once I got here,” he nods. “Your sister was actually instrumental in helping me get over some of the early bumps of me going Creative…I don’t know what I would have done if Alice wasn’t there.” He rubs his arm absently, over the slight scar left by his mad desire for ink. “I think I’d be rubbish at being dangerous even if I was that sort — my specialty is butterflies. I tend toward wanting to make things pretty over making them spiky or toothy.” Granted, there is the acid butterfly idea, but…not the time to bring that up.

"She’s terrified of it," Victor confirms with a wince. "And I can’t blame her. I’d be terrified too. How can any of what they do in there be called medicine? What actual benefit is there to sucking the blood out of a person’s body, or shocking them with electricity? If a Touched did it, he’d be called barbaric and out would come the torches and pitchforks. But a regular doctor? Oh, then it’s only for the patient’s own good." Someone sounds a touch bitter about the double standard. "Trust me, if anyone tries to take her back there, I won’t let them.”

Victor kind of wants to hug her when she wraps her arms around herself, but refrains. They don’t know each other well enough for that kind of contact, he’s sure. “He was, and I’m very glad Alice did what she did,” he agrees softly. “The world certainly does not need anyone like him populating it.” He smiles a little. “She’s told me quite a bit about it — I even got to see a bit thanks to someone helping us out. It’s an amazing world. Perhaps not quite as happy as when she was telling you about it, but the sights, the sounds… Her imagination is just incredible. I’m sure that’s part of why I fell in love with her.”

That gets a happy blush, then a laugh. “Oh dear, so I see. Figures he’d need further encouragement to be ‘nice.’ I’m not really in the habit of using my status as Touched to intimidate people, but we both felt he needed the extra nudge.” His expression softens. “But — I’m glad to hear that. I can’t imagine my life without her. Can you believe that we just ran into each other on the street one day? If I hadn’t said hello…well, I’m just happy I did.”

1:12pm July 30, 2014
alicemadnessandmemories asked: "Another Victor? Am I going mad, bonkers, off the wall?" Alice twisted a piece of hair around her finger as she spoke.

alicemadnessandmemories:

8butterflyboy8:

"To be fair, if you were, you’d be in good company here," Victor replies, very glad that he managed to stop himself before he greeted this Alice with a "darling." That would have made this weird moment even weirder. "I, ah, take it you’re familiar with a different me?"

Alice blushed, “Oh ummm I don’t….I don’t know if I’m really good at anything…” 

"Oh come now. I know another you, and she’s plenty talented. I’m sure you have similar strengths. What about drawing?" Victor prompts.