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Date: 2014-09-04 05:40 am (UTC)
digophelia: (reduce to ash; writing of piety)
From: [personal profile] digophelia
She practically leaps up, bounding forward and with her height she knows she can't easily grab him as much. With her fists clenching and unclenching, Alice is a loss of words for a moment. He even smells like fire and she has to double check that he's not burned in any way, worst of all.

All Alice does is take a balled fist and strike him in the chest. He told her to leave when she wanted to stay by his side, just to make sure that nothing would happened. It almost bordered on being obsessive.

Date: 2014-09-04 06:06 am (UTC)
digophelia: (a gathering to the pagan outer worlds)
From: [personal profile] digophelia
"I could have gone with you!"

Alice knows that it may have never been possible that she could follow him. She would follow him, to the ends of that realm just to make sure he stayed safe. Those close to her would have to be subjected to her protective nature. Maglor does not know her father's last words to her. Separation was painful and with her wild imagination, the last few minutes felt longer when she waited for him to come back.

Date: 2014-09-05 04:18 am (UTC)
digophelia: art by http://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=1026784 (Never leave me alone and mute again)
From: [personal profile] digophelia
Oh, how she would like to protect others from harm as much as possible, but Alice would prefer she stay close. In the rational part of her mind, she knows that it's a silly demand, even a little selfish. Alice doesn't say anything and she doesn't raise a fist other than her voice. "What if you didn't come back?"

Date: 2014-09-05 05:25 am (UTC)
digophelia: (Death where are your claws?)
From: [personal profile] digophelia
"Well, I don't care!" She finds herself shouting and right on cue, Alice bursts into tears. She feels like a child as she does this, dropping her head into her hands as her shoulders shake as Alice breaks into quiet sobs. "I don't care if I was, don't tell me to leave!"
Edited Date: 2014-09-05 05:26 am (UTC)

Date: 2014-09-05 10:42 pm (UTC)
digophelia: (bitter tears)
From: [personal profile] digophelia
It's such a pitiful thing to ask that he doesn't leave her. She hasn't depended on anyone in years and the realization that she does now startles her. She's shaking her head as she tries to calm herself down. The reassurances are comforting, but they do nothing to quell that fear that he may never come back.

Alice is banking on never returning to London now, there's nothing left for her there. There's so much more in Asgard, even in a war, "Then don't leave again. Don't tell me to leave, there's so much more I can do."

Date: 2014-09-06 03:57 am (UTC)
digophelia: art by http://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=1428212 (We found an old doll that was out in the)
From: [personal profile] digophelia
Alice shakes her head again. She raises her fists fists as if she's about ready to strike him. "No!" This has already been trying enough and Alice hadn't intended to spill so much on him, "No, how can you say that? Please. I don't want to be sent away again and have nothing to return to!"

Date: 2014-09-06 06:50 am (UTC)
digophelia: art by http://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=1428212 (We found an old doll that was out in the)
From: [personal profile] digophelia
"Papa told me to leave," She finally admits to him, exposing the route of her distress, "He told us to get out while we still could! I could hear him... I could hear his voice there in yours."

Still, she cries, knowing very well it's an irrational fear, an irrational thought pattern, "I don't want to lose you."

Date: 2014-09-07 05:00 am (UTC)
digophelia: art by http://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=1428212 (We found an old doll that was out in the)
From: [personal profile] digophelia
She feels like a child each time she shakes her head at his words. They're so hard to accept and they will be something she will go against. Alice clamps her eyes shut finding herself too angry to look at him. This isn't something she wants to hear; she rather have him promise not to get hurt or leave so that he won't. Alice doesn't come out and say it, of course.

Date: 2014-09-08 05:44 am (UTC)
digophelia: art by http://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=775494 (for I know there's nothing from here)
From: [personal profile] digophelia
It's a few more minutes before Alice can respond. She isn't about to take no as an answer, being stubborn as she is. Alice allows him to cup her face as a reassurance this is still reality. Even now, she finds herself wondering if dreams will fuse with reality.

"I'm not leaving you again, I don't care what you say to me. It's a promise I intend to keep."
Edited Date: 2014-09-08 05:44 am (UTC)

Date: 2014-09-09 04:34 am (UTC)
digophelia: (bitter tears)
From: [personal profile] digophelia
War is cruel he says, but Alice would argue that life is cruel and she has grown tired of it. When Alice manages to speak between hiccups and tears, the admonition she gives to him is still strange for her to say out loud, "We think of you as a father," Kevin seems much more comfortable being frank about this than Alice, ironically.

For her, it took a while; after some time, his mannerisms reminded her of her father, "I just don't want to see your hurt anymore. I don't want to lose you, too. I don't want to wake up and have everything gone again. I want to fight beside you."

Date: 2014-09-10 05:30 am (UTC)
digophelia: (Death where are your claws?)
From: [personal profile] digophelia
"Please, let me go with you!" With desperation, Alice's trembling hands awkwardly cling onto his. She's still in tears and trembling with an overwhelming fear that he may vanish and never come back.

"I don't want to go back to London!" And Alice finds herself caving at the irrational thoughts, almost literally falling against him. "I want to go with you, please let me help you!"

Date: 2014-09-11 05:40 am (UTC)
digophelia: art by http://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=1428212 (We found an old doll that was out in the)
From: [personal profile] digophelia
That is an answer Alice will accept. Slowly, she warms up to tentatively resting her hands on his shoulders until it turns into an embrace that's not desperate. It's a hug and she'll allow the close contact this once to say "thank you", instead of "don't leave me".

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