My friends don't walk, they run

[madcuriosity]

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.

Comments

Thirteen is too much of a Mom for me to NOT throw her at this, oh no!

[nevercruel]

The Doctor had been just walking the streets of Fayren, exploring the side of the world that she hadn't devoted quite as much time to and enjoying the light snow, and she might have given little thought to the young girl who was walking some meters in front of her had it not been for the way she took a spill on a patch of ice.

She stopped in her tracks with a small sound of surprise and watched for a moment, waiting to see how the little one would handle her fall, but when she seemed to only stir slightly from her place on the ground, she felt a twinge in her gut as her internal parent came roaring back to the surface. No, she should be moving more then that, something was wrong, definitely wrong! She rushed over and looked down at the little girl, putting on a bright smile for her to hide her concern and reassure her, pulling her screwdriver out of her inside pocket as she crouched down to get a good look at her.

"Hello there, Dear, did you take a little tumble?" She blinked at the girl's words, concern growing as she realized the implications. Double vision, she sounded dazed, probably hit her head harder then it looked. She scanned her quickly, stared at the readings, and gaped at the results before stuffing it back in her pocket and kneeling down to get closer, pulling her coat off and draping it over her small frame. "You're burnin' up, should be in bed! Do you have any parents here, sweetheart?"

Mom away, Thirteen, Alice is all for it

[madcuriosity]

Oh, what a very pretty woman. It was really the first thought Alice had after she could better focus on her face. She had very kind eyes.

At her question about the tumble she glanced at her feet, or made to glance at them, only to close them when the dizziness came back.

"I'm afraid so... the ground is slippery and I've lost my footing." At the burning up statement, she nodded. "That's... why I came outside. It's too hot," she still hadn't moved to sit up, or to move at all really. "I do. Regina and Neil... they're..." actually going to be furious with her for leaving her bed again... she bit her lip. "I'm not supposed to leave the house, but it's too hot. It's snowing so it should be cold," emphasis on 'should be.' Alice was not actually feeling all that cold. Well, maybe a little now, the snow seeping into her jacket was making things simultaneously more and less comfortable.