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necklaces are all trouble with not enough hands

WHO: Cheshire Cat and OPEN
WHAT: Arriving and figuring things out
WHEN: November 7th
WHERE: Outside the Bay and wandering
WARNINGS: 4th walling, most likely touching

READ ME it said. Cheshire chuckled when he read the screaming letters, and considered not reading whatever it was that wanted to be read. But he's in a new story now, isn't he? He should at least get familiar with the setting.

He had expected to wander back into Wonderland after saying his farewells to Shii-chan, Fiery-chan and San-chan but it seemed the Dream Gate had other plans.

He fingered the little bottle hanging in a thin chain around his neck, ascertaining that it really had happened. Or maybe he was still dreaming. But the bottled miracle he received from the female god was still where he remembered and the leather of his collar was familiarly pressing against his neck. He removed it, but it turned out that it had lost the ability to turn into a communication device. Well, that was alright. He doubted he could contact anyone he met in Somarium any more. It felt a little sad.

But dwelling was no good! You might get devoured if you did and Cheshire couldn't afford to disappear just yet, because he still had a role to play in the game.

He put the collar back on with some trouble (only having one hand could be so troublesome) but then he finally managed. It was worse with this new necklace, though. He frowned lightly at the golden thing with blue tinted details.

"Now how do I put you on, I wonder."

Seems he's got a problem.

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Yang was out early that morning, a paper cup of hot coffee in one hand, a sack of donut lightly grasped in the fingers of the other hand. Team RWBY had kicked a lot of bounty arses, and now it was time to reap the reward of a nice big house for the girls.

Once they found a house they liked, anyway. That part was going to be tough, finding a place that met all of their demands (especially Weiss's). She sipped from the cup, not minding the cold at all as she strolled along in her usual shorts and boots, wild blonde hair swaying with her steps.

That was when she passed the Bay and spotted what appeared to be a one-armed Faunus fumbling with a necklace. Yikes, that couldn't be easy.

"Need some help?" she offered, changing directions to approach the newcomer.

His ears caught the sound of footsteps before he saw anyone approaching, and he turned, almost dropping the necklace in the process. He took it in his hand more properly, so it wouldn't fall while he changed his focus.

Cheshire chuckled, a little bit of an awkward expression on his face, but it's half deliberate, and half honest. He wasn't used to people offering to be helpful so soon (or at all)--sure, they had been in Somarium (except the detective who played his violin as painfully as possible) but it was the opposite in Wonderland.

Then he smiled. "That would be very nice of you, miss."

[Having often taken the road back to the Bay in order to look for clues leading to their capture and possible escape, Blake made her way there on her Off-Day from being in the library.

So far, at least, there had been no real leads but her stubbornness kept her going to explore just in case there might be an off chance of something out of the blue that could help solve at least a fraction of the mystery as to they were all suddenly taken from their homes to this odd place.

When she spotted him, she halted dead in her tracks. It wasn't uncommon for Faunus' to share the same traits but she had never really encountered another Cat that she could remember. The bow atop her head gave the smallest of twitches that hid her ears, curiosity suddenly piquing. ]

Are you alright?

Did you just arrive?

[ The male cat smiled when he saw her. He heard her approach before he looked up, but the pleasant smile (not obviously fake but still a little fake; you never know what people know of him) appeared when he turned in her direction. ]

I am alright, yes. Thank you. And it would seem I just wandered in here. Or did I perhaps fall down a hole in the ground? I don't remember stepping up to any trees recently, though.

[While still a little hesitant, mostly because seeing someone so proudly displaying their ears was still slightly new to her, she gave a nod to his reply.]

It's a little disorientating at first. The pamphlets and papers that you were given should help explain some of it- though it might not be much help, I'm sorry.

[Gold eyes scanned up to his ears again before looking back down at his face.] Where-... where are you from, if I might ask?

[ Now now, there was no reason to worry about showing ones ears. They were just as much part of a cat person as normal ears are to a normal person. ]

I must read them over more properly later, then. I just skimmed what I found before.

[ He ignores how her gaze keeps going up to his ears. ] Of course. I'm from Wonderland, although I had stepped out a little and was just making my way back.

I'm afraid I did the same. It seemed more like a horrible joke than anything.

[She felt a little guilty staring so openly and Blake knew she would of hated it if someone continued staring at her own if she ever removed her bow long enough to show them.

Wonderland... Thinking back on it,she was certain she had seen a book by that title somewhere in the library and mentally she would remember to look further in to it.

Shaking her head, she cleared her throat.]I admit I haven't heard of such place save for the possibility of a book.

[After another moment, she rubs her cheek shyly.] I- forgive me for staring...It's rude of me.

Anything can seem like a joke if you put your mind to it. { It's part of his way of living. To be able to ignore the past.

Ah, but she's heard of their story? Oh, wonderful! ] Then you at least know our title, perhaps? The books are quite interesting, if I may say so myself.

[ He chuckles. ] Oh no, not at all. I don't mind it.

[That certainly was one way to put it, she had to give him that much.]

Somewhat. I found it in a library here while organizing the books. I will have to make a note to read it.

[Raising up a hand, she hesitated a moment, lingering her fingertips along the ends of her bow on her head. She was just a little nervous; such exposure in her world would mean being subjected to discrimination, hate, mockery, all of which she's been damaged with before.

But how often does one get to meet another cat-eared individual?

Carefully, she tugged her bow off until the ribbon fell in her hands, showing black cat ears of her own that perked atop her head with an occasional twitch.] I just- never met anyone else really, with the same physical trait as myself.

Please do, it's quite the read.

[ And it is the backstory to the story that he innocently manipulates from the shadows. Not that he had anything to do with it--it all had to do with the White Rabbit, after all.

He's honestly surprised at meeting another person with cat traits, though. He is the only Cheshire Cat that Wonderland has ever had, and sure, there might be another, but not until after he's dead, and he has too many plans for that. ]

My word. [ He steps closer, taking what steps there were between them in one, simply appearing in front of her. ] I have never met anyone with similar ears either. [ He takes one of her hands in his only hand. ] I'm intrigued.

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