genessia | My friends don't walk, they run

Who: Alice Liddell and YOU
What: Alice is running a high fever, and gets the bright idea that playing out in the cold will help cool her down. This is clearly a terrible idea
When: Throughout the week
Where: Fayren
Warnings: None at the moment

A: My brain is scattered [Fayren]

It was quite cold outside, but Alice felt like she was on figurative fire. Even holding snow in her hands didn't do much to cool her down. She was currently just walking down the street, not intending to go far from home and just letting herself get some fresh air. Fresh air was supposed to be good when you had a fever, right? She couldn't remember where she heard such a thing, maybe she had made it up. But it sounded like good advice, at the very least.

She was a bit more wobbly than usual from the fever and the slippery nature of the snow and ice on the pavement. Snow boots or not, Alice and balance tended to not get along.

Which is why, for a moment, she was wondering why she was looking up at a wall of gray... only to realize it was the sky and she had slipped flat onto her back and stayed there. Oh... She should most certainly move, she was likely being quite a bother to any passerby. Yes, she should definitely move... Just... not yet. Maybe once everything stopped hurting.

She was in pain, really everything ached, including her head. No. Especially her head. She was quite dizzy at the moment. Was that from the fall or the fever, she wondered?

Or perhaps it could be both.

When the wall of gray was suddenly broken up by a face and then two other identical faces, she offered a curtsy while laying down, more or less just moving her dress underneath her winter coat.

"Hello," she offered. "Could the three of you please stop moving? It's making me terribly dizzy," well... dizzier.

B: You can be Alice, I'll be the mad hatter [Closed to close CR]

She was restricted to bed rest and more importantly, to bed.

When the medicine didn't put her to sleep, she was bored. And a bored Alice meant a fidgety one.

Maybe, if only for a moment, she could just go downstairs for a change of scenary. At the very least, she could move her legs. Maybe she'd make some tea. For once, she actually felt hungry, which considering she pretty much couldn't stomach more than tea and soup before feeling full, was a small sign of improvement. She looked all around and made a "shush" noise to her moonflowers in their windowsill box and grabbed Basil before making to tiptoe to her door.

She opened it and looked up into a familiar face. Drat! She had been caught!

"Oh um... we..." honestly with her mind a bit fuzzy she actually couldn't think of an excuse. So she went for the truth. "We're hungry." She held up Basil whose head flopped forward as if upset about the state of his stomach.

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[It was incredibly difficult for Uai to ignore children on their own. His fatherly instincts kicked in and he paused by Alice, looking down with concern. At first he had wondered if she was making a snow angel, but the poor kid didn't look like she was having much fun.

Her comment on three of him got Uai to look around. He hadn't glitched, had he? But he didn't actually see three other copies of himself... Was she seeing things?]

Are you okay, miss? [He knelt down, not yet offering her a hand. His word choice and tone remained formal, treating her curtsy with equal manners.] What are you doing out here alone?

Just wanted to cool down. [She offered softly, closing her eyes against the dizziness.] It's so hot inside and out. But it's snowing out here... it's supposed to be cold.

I don't feel very alright, sir.

[Between her concerns for being hot and the ill look in her eyes, Uai is able to put two and two together. It's almost nostalgic, given that he has his own daughters back home who behave quite similarly when they don't feel well.

Uai didn't want to touch her (due to his touch being harmful,) but he did take off his own coat to offer her. At least his is dry.]

Sounds like a fever. That's pretty clever of you, to try to solve it that way. [He smiles lightly, choosing praise over scolding. She's got enough to be upset about, being sick and all.] Can you stand?

It is a fever. [She mumbled, remembering, vaguely, that Regina had mentioned if it got any higher she'd need to go to the hospital and such a thought terrified her. But it was still a high fever nonetheless. At his question, she gave a little nod.]

Yes... slowly, I think.

Alright. Let's get you up and switch your coat, hm?

[Uai 'stands' guard (still kneeling, but eh,) holding the coat out towards her. He's also ready to just wrap her up burrito-style if the poor girl can't stay standing. If they're enough fabric between them, he hopes his cursed touch won't harm her.]

Is your home very far from here?

[She made a few noises somewhere between a complaint and pain because everything was so sore and it hurt and she was dizzy all at once and still so very hot and cold. But she did manage to sit up, reaching up to brush her hair a bit and try and make it look presentable, plucking anything out that might be in it considering she had been lying on the ground.]

No... I don't believe so... I don't think I walked too far from it. [She looked around.] That... being said, I don't actually know this neighborhood.

[That is a troubling revelation. He would rather get her home and in bed quickly, instead of wandering around the cold in search of her home. Between her noises and the sight of watching her try to sit up, Uai finds himself in quite the bind. Touching her is also ill advised, but it sounds like they'll be doing more than just a bit of walking.

Sighing, he gives in. Uai kneels in the snow in front of her and brings his coat around her.]

Let's bundle you up a bit. [Pause to give Uai credit for trying.

Proceed to have him do something both dumb and excessive.

He pats the snow in front of her to get her attention, then lifts it up from the ground. The snow rises, leaving a sculpted snow bunny behind. Uai has quietly slipped some of his own spirit in it. Partially so he can multitask, but also to give the snow bunny life. It begins moving, slowly at first as Uai adjusts to splitting himself.]

Can you tell him what your house looks like?

[For as much as she insisted she was hot, she immediately burrowed into the coat and hugged it close to her, her body well aware she was freezing cold even if her mind was quite insistent she was burning hot. She blinked as she saw the snow rabbit and her eyes widened. ]

Ah! [She crouched down and smiled at it, trying to pet it.]

Hello there! [She wants to hug it. Can she hug it? She's going to try and hug it.]

[Fear not, Alice: He had guessed she might want to hug it. The rabbit stays mostly still, only 'twitching' its ears in swift, snowy movements. It's difficult to move two bodies at once, but Uai considers it worth the strain. He'll be able to search the neighborhood for her house much faster if he's split into multiples, and making his copies cute bunnies will scare her less than multiple humans.]

I don't quite know his name. Maybe you can figure it out.

[He keeps an eye on her, trying to judge how cold she is. Maybe loan her his scarf and gloves too? It's not as if the cold bothers him anyway.]

His family and him are going to look for your house. They just need to know what it looks like.

Is it something snow themed? [She's petting the rabbit now.] Frost, perhaps? And that's very kind of them! [Is she swaying? Juuuust a little. She's still a bit shakey.]

[Uai instructs the rabbit to nod its head, as best snow rabbits can. As much as it'll hurt him, he decides that he ought to make a second one... Maybe a third? Either way, he can see Alice likes "Frost" and isn't going to separate them. Maybe Frost can help keep her fever down.]

He seems to like that name. Hold on to him, hm? Gonna pick you up.

[She's swaying too much for him to allow her to walk.] Let's get her home, Frost. Do you know what colour your house is?

[As he speaks, Uai lets two more rabbits spring from the ground. He'll be hurting tomorrow, but for now he's more worried about Alice. His instincts as a father override his personal safety.]

[Oh, she's now in the air. Her and her new rabbit. She hopes Regina and Neil will let her keep him.

She hopes too they won't be angry with her for trying to cool down.

Alice goes on to describe her house and everything she can remember about it, petting Frost as she speaks. Her house is very distinct, after all.]

I like calling him that.

.... Did you ever tell me your name, sir? I'm sorry for forgetting, everything's a bit... fuzzy.

My friends don't walk, they run

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