checking out games for beast, maybe.

[delaisse]

Who would want me around when I'm like this? I — I don't understand how you expect me to show my face!

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[madcuriosity]

[Oh no you don't. Alice scrambles to get up and is quick to go over to him, grabbing his hand without any hesitation. She's not blind, despite his previous comment. She can see that he's upset.]

Where are you going? [She thought he was truly leaving.]

[delaisse]

[ He tries to slide his paw out of her tiny hand without catching his claws. ]

Nowhere?

[ He's not sure, Alice! All that actual touching has temporarily wiped his mind. ]

[madcuriosity]

[Nope, not letting go.]

Oh good, because I wouldn't want you to be upset thinking you hurt me.

[delaisse]

I didn't, did I?

[madcuriosity]

No, you didn't. Though you should still say 'I'm sorry.'

[delaisse]

You started it.

[madcuriosity]

But I was the one knocked over.

[delaisse]

Mmrrrgh.

[madcuriosity]

That's not an apology.

[delaisse]

I'm sorry.

[madcuriosity]

I forgive you! [She giggles.] There see.

[delaisse]

What's your name, little girl?

[madcuriosity]

My name is Alice, Alice Liddell. How do you do? [Curtsies.]

[delaisse]

Nice to, uh ... To meet you.

[madcuriosity]

Nice to meet you as well. Do you have a name?

[delaisse]

The Beast, for a long time now.

[madcuriosity]

Was that the name you were born with?

[delaisse]

That doesn't matter.

[madcuriosity]

[WHAT DID YOU JUST LEARN ABOUT THIS ONE, BEAST?!]

Of course it does. I'm not going to call you "Beast" if that isn't your name!

[delaisse]

Alice.

[ That's the warning tone of someone who doesn't want to disclose his secrets. ]

[madcuriosity]

[Pouts, now she's curious and wants to know. But fine.]

Very well, Mr. Beast then.

[delaisse]

As you please.

[madcuriosity]

So why did you get upset at your writer, Mr. Beast?

[delaisse]

Because they're stupid.

[madcuriosity]

That wasn't nice to say! [She frowns.] What did they do?