Alice was certainly not sure what to expect, but it had not been something like this. She didn't scream of course: the ability to do that had long since been gone from her. However, someone like her could still appreciate good work. In all truth, now that she was away from the cheeriness of the carnival and the food and the happy feelings, she felt her heart rise a little.
After all, wasn't it something like this that really spoke to her? Hadn't she herself stepped into a realm where all of those things seemed virtually inconsequential? Sure, she had entertained the notion of becoming a normal girl when Chizuru was around. It had been a nice dream, appropriate with holdings hands and kissing and all of that. But something like this: being near to an untimely death, leg being held by a suspect character, hands close to her throat...this was HER. It was just so halloween!
Alice cleared her throat, trying to hide the smile creeping onto her face. "Beetlegeuse, I presume?"
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After all, wasn't it something like this that really spoke to her? Hadn't she herself stepped into a realm where all of those things seemed virtually inconsequential? Sure, she had entertained the notion of becoming a normal girl when Chizuru was around. It had been a nice dream, appropriate with holdings hands and kissing and all of that. But something like this: being near to an untimely death, leg being held by a suspect character, hands close to her throat...this was HER. It was just so halloween!
Alice cleared her throat, trying to hide the smile creeping onto her face. "Beetlegeuse, I presume?"