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[♠Ace♠]

♠ The Cafe was moderately busy, having enough customers to earn a general hum of chatter, but not enough for there to be an absence of seats. Well, at least that should have been the case, but it wasn't. This was because one customer in particular was, currently, using a baker's dozen chairs and six tables all by himself. ♠

♠ Pulled and pushed into a straight line, each of the six pearl-white tables had two chairs to each side of it, the extra seat sitting at the head of the makeshift long-table. It was in this seat of honor that the Ace of Spades sat quite confidently. The other customers took up the un-annexed tables, which were situated as far as was possible from the Card General without leaving the Cafe altogether. A few pedestrians were bold enough to glare at the Ace, but luckily for them that went unnoticed by the card in question. ♠

♠ The Ace was dressed casually today (well, casually if you consider that he wore a full Victorian style suit almost constantly). His jacket was missing, and his white linen shirt was collarless and loose-fitting, though he still wore his slacks and dress shoes. His extra-long top hat was resting on the table to his right, leaving his unruly black curls to fall all about his face and shoulders unchecked. ♠

♠ The Ace himself seemed very casual as well, smiling and humming as he applied five kinds of jam onto one slice of sweet bread. His fingers, free from the confines of his white gloves, drifted ghost-like though the bland flavored milk and straight to the sugar shaker. ♠

♠ The Ace was oddly content to enjoy his incredibly unhealthy snack time without anyone coming to take the remaining twelve, fully set and stocked places around 'his' table. His humming never ceased, even through taking a bite of his strawberry-peach-grape-pineapple-cherry sweet bread, troubled with the constant act of keeping the silence broken. ♠

[♥Alice Liddell♥]

This place it was scary,no frightning.....wait dark.There we're plenty of words to describe this evil place which she had tumbled into,how could she just sit around in the rebel camp and twiddle her thumbs all day.No she would do no such thing,yes the fairy had warned her never to leave Rainbow's End but did dear Alice listen.Of course not she was the type of girl who was curious about things,but being too curious had led her astray before and right into the courtyard of the Red Queen.Putting a slender hand to her neck,she remembered the words"Off with her head" they rang as clear as a bell.

But here oh here it was different,when she had first tumbled into that dark void and into the black forest.Her eyes had fallen upon a man who looked young,but as soon as her eyes had met his she could feel the tinge of fear run up her spine.His eyes we're full of bloodlust and hatred,his soul seemed so dark as she saw him kill what looked to be someone innocent and had done nothing wrong.It was then she had fled finding the rainbow falls,and finding out the horrible truth.

Then why was she at this cafe,draped in a black cloak she wore over her blue dress with a white apron.Black shoes and white stockings,perhaps she was trying to find out a little more on these dark people who reigned in this mirror world.She kept the hood over her head,hoping not to attract attention but it would be a little hard now wouldn't it since her dress stood out so much.Alice was going to take her leave when she banged into someone,and quickly hid her face.

"Sorry.......".

Making haste for the door,she only hoped no one had seen her.Yes she was not in wonderland anymore,and finding a kind face among this crowd would never be found.

[♠Ace♠]

♠ Snake-like, the Ace's nimble fingers darted out to latch around the cloaked figure's wrist. His arm actually passing through the nearest chair in order to reach. ♠

♠ "Well I must say, you should be sorry!" ♠

♠ The Hatta chimed this almost merrily, as if the cloaked girl had stopped on her own, and he didn't currently have a tight hold of her wrist. ♠

♠ "Do you know what you just did?" ♠

♠ He had a little pout on his face, but he wasn't looking at the girl at all. Instead he was looking down at his sweet bread. Other than the fact that it had five different colors of jam lined on it (and a bite missing) most people would say nothing looked wrong. Unfortunately, the Ace of Spades wasn't most people, and took very keen notice to the fact that his jam -previously laid side by side in an even rainbow- was smeared a bit from the sudden bump the girl had given him. ♠

♠ The Ace tutted ruefully, mourning silently over the fact that his strawberry was seeped into his pineapple, and the grape was all over the peach... ♠

♠ "What a terrible person you must be, jarring my jam." ♠

♠ At this phrase he grinned a not-quite-sane grin. He was still looking down at his bread, but the effect was still unnerving. ♠

♠ "Then offering a mere 'sorry'? How awful; how terrible; how awfully terrible." ♠

♠ He took the moment to look up at her, though he could only catch the shadowed form of her features. ♠

♠ "And most of all, how rude." ♠

[♥Alice Liddell♥]

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She quickly turned and looked over her shoulder,as if to say something but could see his eyes we're not on her but on that silly bread in his hand.She hadn't meant to bump him it was just a accident,and being in a rush to get out of this place perhaps she shouldn't have even said sorry.Manners we're not going to work,acting too polite would surely give away her identity right away.Glancing up for only a few mere second she could catch the eyes of some of those in the cafe,a few growling then turned back to they're meals.

"What I just did,all I see is a silly piece of bread with jam".

Her lips turned into a slight frown from under the hood,but a hand quickly covered them.Oh darn why did she just blurt something like that out,curse her tounge for saying such a thing.Come on Alice remember this is not wonderland,here is where darkness and evil lay not white rabbits and tea guzzling bafoons.Sliding her hand down from her lips,she let it fall to her side as her eyes looked at the smeared jam on the bread and the comment he was so rude to shout out.

"Jarring your jam,oh honestly".

Alright rude she could live with,but it was only a small bump.And so it smeared just a tad bit,he could fix it couldn't he.Pulling the hood back just abit,so some of her golden locks could be seen but not all it was then she saw his eyes we're not on the bread in his hand but looking up at her.Alice had to think of something and quick,that stare felt like it was piercing through her very body.

"Terrible.........rude,poppycock now excuse me".

Once again she turned on her heel and made for the door,that fear not leaving her until she was safe again in Rainbow's End.This is where being curious had gotten her,in a lions den of things that would sooner turn her over to one of the kingdoms then let her escape.

[♠Ace♠]

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♠ The Ace leaned to the side, his chair standing, impossibly on only it's two left legs. He bread lay forgotten on the plate before him, a the Hatta's keen eyes followed the girl out. ♠

♠ "Popp - y - co - ck." ♠

♠ The Ace grinned, and slammed the chair back down to all four legs. His long, curly strands of hair fell down to obscure his face, as his shoulders shook with silent laughter. The Cafe was rapidly getting quiet, however, and in a quick ditch effort to keep the silence he'd broken so long ago in it's current state, his laughter soon became audible. ♠

♠ Then quite suddenly, he began to talk, though seemingly to no one in particular. In fact, until he answered himself, it seemed as if he was talking to no one at all. ♠

♠ "Oh! I must insist you go after her.
She was so very intriguing~!" ♠

♠ "Completely off her rocker though.
Stark ravin' mad, I'd say." ♠

♠ "Ah! That's true. But, after all what would the Queen say? I should get back to work..." ♠

♠ "But peculiar, peculiar~!
Shouldn't that be checked out?" ♠

♠ "Danger to society, for certain." ♠

♠ "Must be investigated~" ♠

♠ "Investigated, quite right." ♠

♠ The Ace stood abruptly, startling many of the customers in the Cafe, most of which just scowled and lowered their eyes. Once again, the General took no notice, using the long fingers of his left hand to comb back his wild tangle of hair, while the right retrieved and replaced his favored hat. It was then that everyone noticed that the Hatta was wearing his usual formal wear, the fine black Victorian suit in full. White gloved hands came down to pull at his cuff-links and straighten his jacket. No one could tell just when it happened to find its way on him. ♠

♠ Long legs carried the Ace to the Cafe's front doors, where he turned around in another sudden movement, and bowed deeply, tipping his hat. ♠

♠ "Good day then!" ♠

♠ Oddly enough the sentiments were not directed to the remaining customers, but to the thirteen empty chairs and six tables he was leaving behind. Then -once more, quite suddenly- he was gone. ♠

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