.:Wonder:. (Alice In Wonderland Rp:Semi-Lit)

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[Why yes. Yes we are. :3]

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||| Tamilia Jennica Hadigan |||

Tamilia felt Soul gently tilt her head up and smiled faintly, wanting to enjoy their togetherness while it lasted. For a moment, everything was silent; she stared into his red eyes intently, and her own eyes were shining with mischief and curiosity. It felt as if time were stopped, and she and Soul were the only two people left in Underland. When the boy spoke, Tamilia was about to retort, when her words were stopped by the sudden onslaught of the boy's lips. Though she was taken by surprise, her own lips pressed against Soul's, and she melted into his touch. Toppy shifted as she closed in on the boy, roused from his sleep by the two. Snorting, the kitten batted at Tamilia's hair, which made the girl laugh, even though her lips were still to Soul's. Carefully, she pulled away, watching Toppy hop from the ex-Redd's shoulders to hers, and settle down with a hiss. "I don't think Toppy is used to this yet," She said with a laugh, rubbing the little kitten's ears before looking back to Soul. She tilted her head momentarilly, then smiled, slipping against him once more and taking his hand. "C'mon then, Casanova...we'd better get to the village. Hopefully, the General will be able to let you stay." She was almost scared at her own words; what if Soul wasn't allowed in the village, because he had been a Redd? Instead of crying out, she squeezed the boys hands, trying to give him - what she hoped - was a reassuring smile.

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Soul had completely forgotten about the camp.

"Camp...? Camp... Oh right camp!"

He said, laughing nervously and rubbing the back of his neck.

He followed her loyally, grinning like a complete idiot.

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||| Tamilia Jennica Hadigan |||

Tamilia heard Soul's voice and giggled, glancing back at the still bewildered boy. He was grinning foolishly, and she tilted her head, wondering why in the world he was so nervous. 'Are you daft? You just kissed the boy, and you wonder why he's acting up!? Your face is as red as a cherry, and he isn't questioning it!' Sighing, she tried to figure out her own reasons, but nothing apparent came up. Tamilia turned around with a shy smile, trying to walk alongside the boy, though it was difficult on the narrow path. "...haven't you ever kissed a girl before...?" She asked quietly, a small, nervous smile on her face. Her thoughts bounded back to the 'Redd' subject: soldiers were brutes, that was for sure, and kisses should mean nothing to them. She'd heard many stories of Alyssian women - and sometimes even men - being raped and killed by Redd's loyal henchmen. A small drop of fear singed Tamilia's eyes, and she blinked a few times: what if Soul...tried to rape her? 'No. Soul is nothing like the others; plus, he has changed.' Swallowing her remaining fear, Tamilia looked to Soul, curiousity evident in her eyes.

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Soul seemed slightly surprised by her question.

"Um. Actually. No. There were no women in the Redd's and well... The whole rape and kill Alyssian women deal... I just never understood why the men enjoyed it so much."

He admitted sheepishly, looking down at the path and kicking a rock.

"Finn was the one who started the whole thing. Anything he did, I wanted no part of. Not even when we were in the same squad."

Soul looked up at the trees above them and sighed.

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||| Tamilia Jennica Hadigan |||

Tamilia breathed a mental sigh of relief when Soul spoke, even though she was sure he wouldn't hurt her. She glanced ahead and grinned, letting out a happy little hum. "We're here!" Tamilia chirped happily, pointing ahead. They had arrived at a large, old, weeping willow, which loomed above the two eerily. She grinned up into the branches, then carefully brushed through them, pointing toward a large knothole in the tree's trunk. "There! The entrance!" Tamilia ran to the hole and grinned, looking back at Soul. "The camp is actually downhill from here, past the mountain here...but this is a lot more fun." She swung her legs into the knothole and looked back to the boy, giggling lightly. Toppy, anticipating the ride, squirmed into her waistcoat, mewing pitifully. The girl tilted her head, then spoke, grinning devilishly. "Just keep yourself straightened out...you'll be fine!" Suddenly, Tamilia shot herself down the slide-like tunnel, falling steeply and shrieking with joy. After a minute, she landed in a pile of cotton puffs and leaves, laughing as she rolled out of the way for Soul's arrival.

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Soul looked at the knothole skeptically for a moment before climbing in and shooting down.

He landed in the cotton and did a somersault, his white hair filled with cotton puffs.

"Well. That was certainly interesting."

He said with a laugh, plucking the cotton out of his hair.

When he was sure it was all gone, he stood up and looked around.

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||| Tamilia Jennica Hadigan |||

Tamilia was still getting her laughter out when she heard the gentle thud of Soul landing in the pile of plush. She looked over and watched as the boy rolled, then sat up, laughing himself. Tamilia grinned and crawled behind him on her hands and knees, pulling out the odd puff that he'd missed. She felt like she was a kid again: back when she had had friends, around the age of five or six, they would slide down into the 'poofy pile' until it was well past sunset. When he stood, she scoffed in false anger, standing and dramatically brushing poofs of cotton from her waistcoat. "Well! Thanks for helping me stand up!" Tamilia said, sarcasm coursing through her words. Her seemingly menacing look faded, though, and she laughed, wrapping her arms around the boy's back with a happy little hum. Tamilia nuzzled her head into his back, closing her eyes slightly and stiffling a laugh as Toppy squirmed out of her waistcoat and onto the ground. "We have to be quiet...we've busted curfew, so I have to go talk to the general."

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Soul smiled when she nuzzled his back.

When she spoke, he listened and nodded.

"Yeah alright..."

He said quietly, concerned about meeting this general person.

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||| Tamilia Jennica Hadigan |||

Tamilia sighed softly as Soul spoke, and she slipped her arms down, taking the lead. On either side of the beaten dirt 'street', there were large tents, which served as houses in the Alyssian village. Most were dark, but a few had eerie light dancing inside, as if a large firefly was trapped within. Slowly sneaking down the rows, Tamilia looked more like a shadow than a person; the only visible sign that she wasn't was the sleeves of her white dress shirt under her waistcoat. Toppy followed silently, keeping between both Tamilia and Soul, in case one of the other got lost and needed help. Soon enough, though, Tamilia crouched outside of a tent, and pointed to one at the end of the street. It was a large, beige tent, which was obviously some place important: all of the candles and chandeliers inside were lit, making it glow, and nearby there was a stable tent for horses. "That's the army base," Tamilia whispered, still watching it. A sudden rustle alerted her, and she slipped back, but a man in an Alyssian uniform caught her arm. "Let me go," She hissed, tugging her arm from the boy. He looked rather amused, and he rested his hands on his hips, eyeing the girl; apparently, he hadn't seen Soul yet. "What are you doing out here so late? You know Doppelganger is practically turning Underland upside-down to look for you." She sighed and tucked her hair behind her ears, looking up at the soldier as another boy joined him. They seemed to be around Tamilia's age, at least, and they looked more teasing than frightening. "I was out sewing...I lost track of time. I'll go see Doppelganger right now." The soldiers rolled their eyes and stalked off snickering, and Tamilia looked back to Soul, breathing a heavy sigh. "Let's get going before something else happens."

Becoming a dark figure once more, Tamilia slipped past the other tents, approaching the army base with stealth and silence. From inside, there came loud, bickering voices, with two sounding almost exactly alike. She growled under her breath and tiptoed until she was just outside the entrance. "Stay out here, Soul," She said quietly, giving him a reassuring smile. Swallowing hard, she slipped into the tent, and everyone went silent. "General," Tamilia said quietly, bowing her head in respect to the man. The general - who was in his 'split' form - quickly put himself together, eyeing the girl for a moment before his expression softened. "Tamilia, you have to stop coming back so late. We've already sent out search parties; it's the third time this week." General Doppelganger began to pace, trying to restrain his anger. Tamilia, on the other hand, was completely at ease. "I apologize, sir. Has...has there been any new information, on my father's whereabouts?" The general's pacing stopped, and a flicker of pain showed in his eyes. He turned to face the girl, and sighed, rubbing his forehead. "No...I'm sorry. We haven't heard from him yet." Tamilia sighed, and the general took a step toward her, trying to distract her from her own thoughts. "Well...sewing, and...meeting new people..." General Doppelganger looked to her with frightened eyes, and he stepped closer, peering down at her. "Who...did you bring...to the village...?" His voice was full of surpressed rage, and Tamilia pointed fearfully to the entrance of the tent. "Well then! Whomever Tamilia has brought to our Alyssian village, step in now, before I drag you in here by the scruff of your neck."

(( OOC: Based the general off of General Doppelganger from the book 'The Looking Glass Wars'. Quoted from wikipedia:
General Doppelganger: The commander of the Royal Army, made up of equal parts General Doppel and General Gänger. When split he is referred to as 'they', rather than 'he', and each is able to act independently of the other. General Doppelganger can also split into multiple Generals, of which each acts on his own free will. He is based on Tweedledee and Tweedledum. ))