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

[Mayiamaru]

Natsume narrowed his eyes again, but this time, he didn't speak. Tensing a bit when he realized that his hood wasn't over his eyes, he pulled it down and shoved his other hand into his pocket, backing away. "Tch... People like you never understand. I always hated people like you..." He hissed again, pulling his hood until it hid his eyes from sight. He had spat out the words 'hated' and 'you' like they were acidic to his tongue. Natsume had to control his anger, or else his tail would probably lash out too. It was just then, Natsume turned on his heels, not letting go of his heels and storming off in the opposite direction. He was off to sulk... Again.

[Quackzilla!]

||| Tamilia Jennica Hadigan |||

Toppy mewed in fear as the boy's hand lashed out, and Tamilia scooped the kitten up, watching Soul grab the boy's hand before he could touch the Cheshire. Whispering calm words to the cat, the girl sent Toppy off, watching the Cheshire Kitten spring easily to the top of the nearest over-sized mushroom. But, as the boy's words sunk in, Tamilia smirked, whispering to Soul. "It's alright, ladd- sorry, Soul. I've got this. But yes, I can wield a scythe." In the days before Tamilia was a warrior, she had actually been a ranch hand at the village's small farm - and, she had chopped wheat and other things with scythes. She turned to the mystery boy and grinned, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, the little bat wants to die now?" Her head tilted rapidly, almost like a chicken's, as her eerily mad words rang out. "If you are so bent on dying, then I shant kill you. For I believe a man who wants to die shouldn't die if I hate him!" Laughing in a truly mad manner as the boy walked away, Tamilia sprung to the cap of the mushroom, sitting alongside Toppy and stroking him whilst she sang almost twistedly.

"Twinkle, twinkle, little bat!
How I wonder what you're at!
Up above the world you fly,
Like a tea tray in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little bat!
How I wonder what you're at!"

[Mayiamaru]

Natsume froze and glared at the ground. He didn't know why, but this Hatter was getting to him. Without even thinking about it, he had spun on his heels and pulled off his hood, his long, sleek and shadowy tail whipping out from underneath his hoodie. His silver hair was one thing, but to have black ears and tail that didn't match should be strange, shouldn't it? "This is why, okay? I've wanted to die for a long time, but I am stuck this way. Stuck in the world with my brother walking around and some deranged psycho holding onto the strings that keep me here. People like you just don't understand!" He hissed, a dark aura emanating from him as he hissed and wretched. This girl. She reminded him too much of his know-it-all brother, Shiro.

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Soul wasn't paying attention to the boy anymore, he was immersed in his thoughts. I wonder... Perhaps she could be my partner. No one else has ever been able to wield a scythe. Then again... Wielding a normal scythe was one thing. Wielding a magical scythe is completely different. I wonder if she could even pick me up. Of course she can! Tamilia is tough. He snapped back to reality. Looking the boy over, he then turned his attention to Toppy.

[Hikaru Kurosaki]

Seph overturned in the tree he was sleeping in, and awoke once he hit the ground. Pain hit his side as he stood up, rubbing it for comfort. He cursed, rubbing his eyes. He reluctantly climbed onto his horse and slapped the reins with a yawn. The horse squealed before galloping off.

[Quackzilla!]

||| Tamilia Jennica Hadigan |||

Tamilia watched the boy as he whirled on his heels, and took his hoodie off. It took only a moment for the girl to be completely entranced in his eyes. They were a bright, vibrant green, that pierced Tamilia's own three-colored green-brown-blue eyes. After a moment, she snapped out of her trance-like state, and looked closer at the boy; now, he had ears and a tail. 'Not just any pair of ears and a tail,' Tamilia thought, looking closer. 'No; those are definitely Cheshire parts.' As he spoke, she began to laugh, and eerie deranged chorus that rang throughout the clearing. "So you aren't a little bat, you're a little cat!" She fell into hysterics, rolling around on the cap of the mushroom, laughing dementedly. As she rolled around, she slipped from the cap of the mushroom, catching herself - but just barely - in a crouch, with one hand on the ground. She straightened out and looked to the mystery boy, tipping the brim of her hat up to look him in the eye. "Well then, little cat, you shouldn't be so angry! If you're so familiar with the deranged, I am nothing to be afraid of!" Tamilia's twisted cackle rang out once more, and Toppy floated down from the mushroom, spiraling up Tamilia's body until he came to rest on her shoulders.

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Soul watched Tamilia roll around laughing and he smirked. At least I'm not the only insane one here. He thought happily and shifted his gaze back to the Cheshire-boy. "So... You hate Cheshire's because you have Cheshire parts?" He asked, raising an eyebrow and leaning back on a tree, lifting his foot and propping it up on the tree as well. His head bowed and his hair fell down to cover his eyes, but the red glow emanating from under the hair gave him a truly evil appearance. His features were outlined in an eerie red glow, and his smirk showed his razor sharp teeth. "That makes no sense." He muttered. After a few moments of staring at the boy, he returned to Tamilia's side, but keeping his head bowed and smiled like a Cheshire. "Is he making any sense to you?" He asked quietly.

[Quackzilla!]

||| Tamilia Jennica Hadigan |||

Tamilia stroked Toppy as he purred on her shoulders, watching her with his amber-yellow eyes. When Soul came to her side, she smiled to him; not a Cheshire smile, but aHatter smile - a smile that looked so deranged that she could fall into a fit of mental unstability in any given moment. "Of course he makes sense, silly boy!" She said, voice loud enough for the mystery boy to hear. Like the ring leader of a circus, Tamilia hopped to the cap of the mushroom, drawing a shortsword from the ribbon surrounding the base of her hat and leaning on it like a cane. "I understand because I am a Madigan, my kind sir! He hates being Cheshire because they are so quirky! So happy! And he is so...bleh." She motioned to him in an up-and-down motion with her sword, before sheathing it back in her hat. She laughed again and sprang to the nearest tree branch, hanging from it by her legs and looking at the pair of boys upside-down. Tamilia's curly, multi-colored hair hung down like a rainbow's rain, and she took her hat off, hanging it off of her knee. She giggled, and Toppy climbed up her body, sitting on her bent knees and batting at her hat. Her shirt hung down slightly, revealing her toned stomach, but nothing more, and she looked between the boys, still laughing in her semi-intoxicated-sounding manner. "You two look a lot better upside-down!"

[Mayiamaru]

"I'm not any part Cheshy..." Natsume hissed. "These... These supid things are just regular cat parts." He said sourly, pulling his hood over his head. "I am the only one in my family who is not a Cheshire." He admitted with a growl of a breath, clenching his hands into fists. "Cheshies are just too happy. I don't like happy." He hissed out. This was only one reason he hated Cheshires. hese people... They make fun of pain. Someone needs to show them my hell... He thought as he pulled the hood past his eyes and held it there. He was tempted to take the guns from his pockets and shoot like heck, but would that really do anything for him?

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Soul smirked and cackled like a mad-man, enjoying Tamilia's brief moment of madness. "Heh. You can explain it better than him. And he's saner than you." He said, laughing again. His madness reclaimed his mind again and he began to sway from side to side, his arms laying limply by his sides, swaying slighting with his motions. His hair was still covering his eyes and his face was illuminated by the eerie red glow of his eyes. After studying Tamilia in the tree for a while, he smirked and jumped onto a branch. He sat on the balls of his feet and balanced himself with one hand and tucking the other hand behind his back. Soul's pointed smile and his red pupils were the only thing visible from the ground as he hid in the shadows. "So. You hate all things happy? That must really put a damper on your friends day. I mean really." He said, teeth glinting sinisterly.