"This is it."

Alice Quinn by Christopher Shy

Wed, 21 Nov 2012 10:43:41 -0500

Alice Quinn by Christopher Shy

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Sat, 28 Jul 2012 02:35:41 -0400

alicequinnthemagician:

d4ughter0fthedevil:

alicequinnthemagician:

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The demon paused before turning around with a frown on her face. Why she just realized there was someone there - she would not be able to explain logically without adding a childish “because fuck you” after. “Hello there.” Her head tilted. “You are?”

[Alice had been wandering for several minutes now. It was the first time she’d come out of one of the fountains in the Neitherlands and not almost immediately run into someone. She didn’t notice that anyone else was around and so she jumped a bit when she was spoken to. Silly to be so jumpy, she told herself.] I’m Alice. Alice Quinn. Uh, who’re you?

Meg frowned a bit, watching the girl jump out of her skin. Whoops. Maybe the demon should announce her presence more? That thought was immediately squashed like a bug in a box with a giant hammer. She would not do such a thing - she was still in hiding from her own damned kind. Her head tilted back, acknowledging the other woman had spoken to her. “They call me Meg. A pleasure, Alice.”

Good to meet you too. [She smiled, just barely, and nodded. Then-] Listen, Meg, might be an odd question, but could you tell me where we are? I uh, travel a lot. Sort of jump from place to place. You haven’t heard of a place called Fillory have you?

The demon tilted her head up a little bit, ‘brows raised. “Hm… I’ve heard stranger.” Meg shrugged her shoulders before looking around the area - a local bar lit up at the corner of the street, small business all around. Were they still in California? She sniffed the air and frowned. “California. Southern California. Couldn’t tell you a town, though. Haven’t seen a sign yet.” She had, however she was not paying much attention.

[Great, she thought. I’ve managed to travel across the country.] So not Fillory. [Even though she’d been doubting the place’s existence, she couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed every time she got it wrong.] Dammit.

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Sat, 28 Jul 2012 02:33:31 -0400

piemakerdeadwaker:

alicequinnthemagician:

[She nodded even though she wasn’t fine. How could she get into the mess that was her life with a perfect stranger? Then suddenly she found herself shaking her head, silent tears streaming down her cheeks. Since that first outburst at Quentin, the one she was angry at, she’d kept her feelings bottled up inside. Like a damn that suddenly bursts, Alice found herself wanting to tell the man behind the counter everything.] N-no.

Oh. Uh.

[He wasn’t expecting that. Unsure of what to do, he slowly, hesitantly, reaches his hand out across the table and rests it atop of hers—a bit awkward; he’s never been good with comforting others (let alone himself).] Here. [He pulls his hand away from hers and grabs a napkin from a near by dispenser. He offers her it.] What’s wrong?

[Alice takes the napkin with a grateful smile, and does her best to wipe away the tears. She sniffs a few times, trying to decide how to answer the man’s question.]

It’s complicated. [Not on the surface it wasn’t. Not really. But to get to the heart of why she was so upset, one had to know why Alice disliked Janet so much. And that went back to her days at Brakebills.]

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Thu, 26 Jul 2012 20:38:08 -0400

d4ughter0fthedevil:

alicequinnthemagician:

d4ughter0fthedevil:

The demon paused before turning around with a frown on her face. Why she just realized there was someone there - she would not be able to explain logically without adding a childish “because fuck you” after. “Hello there.” Her head tilted. “You are?”

[Alice had been wandering for several minutes now. It was the first time she’d come out of one of the fountains in the Neitherlands and not almost immediately run into someone. She didn’t notice that anyone else was around and so she jumped a bit when she was spoken to. Silly to be so jumpy, she told herself.] I’m Alice. Alice Quinn. Uh, who’re you?

Meg frowned a bit, watching the girl jump out of her skin. Whoops. Maybe the demon should announce her presence more? That thought was immediately squashed like a bug in a box with a giant hammer. She would not do such a thing - she was still in hiding from her own damned kind. Her head tilted back, acknowledging the other woman had spoken to her. “They call me Meg. A pleasure, Alice.”

Good to meet you too. [She smiled, just barely, and nodded. Then-] Listen, Meg, might be an odd question, but could you tell me where we are? I uh, travel a lot. Sort of jump from place to place. You haven’t heard of a place called Fillory have you?

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Thu, 26 Jul 2012 20:33:48 -0400

piemakerdeadwaker:

alicequinnthemagician:

piemakerdeadwaker:

alicequinnthemagician:

[Alice was deposited a bit violently from the fountain she’d chosen in the Neitherlands ((ooc: See this post.)) and she nearly fell right on top of someone as she appeared in whatever dimension she’d happened upon. But the more pressing concern was not the man she’d almost hurt, but whether or not she was hurt herself. A couple of scrapes, and she would probably have a few bruises soon, but she seemed like she was all right.

She was surprised to find herself in what looked like a restaurant. A pie restaurant. Well, she knew this wasn’t Fillory.]

[Something in Ned’s peripheral vision caught his attention. It was a person? But Ned wasn’t one to not notice people—he had to. Partly because they’re his customers and partly because they’re people and he’s socially awkward and needs to know where they are so he can know how to best avoid them. So, naturally, it came as a surprise when Ned saw this person that he hadn’t noticed before; it’s almost as though she appeared from thin air… He was confused and he looked it: his head was cocked to the side and his eyebrows were furrowed together. He blinked a couple times, his squinted eyes transfixed on her.]

Uhm, hello. Sorry, I didn’t see you come in… Would you like some pie? [Why does he always ask that? Of course they would like some pie, they’re in a pie shop. He asks out of nerves, he thinks.]

[Alice picked herself up off the floor quickly, adjusting the bag she had slung over one shoulder. She was trying to act like she hadn’t just fallen out of thin air. But this was her first time appearing in a public setting. And there were quite a few people here. But to her relief none of them seemed to have noticed her abrupt arrival.]

Pie… [she repeated] Yes, uh, yes, please. [She sat herself down on one of the stools at the counter.]

[He walks up to her from the other side of the counter. His head tilts. He looks at her with a worried expression.] Are you okay?

[She nodded even though she wasn’t fine. How could she get into the mess that was her life with a perfect stranger? Then suddenly she found herself shaking her head, silent tears streaming down her cheeks. Since that first outburst at Quentin, the one she was angry at, she’d kept her feelings bottled up inside. Like a damn that suddenly bursts, Alice found herself wanting to tell the man behind the counter everything.] N-no.

Imagine if Quentin could pull this off. It would’ve made...

Thu, 26 Jul 2012 11:55:51 -0400

Imagine if Quentin could pull this off. It would’ve made that exam loads easier.

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Thu, 26 Jul 2012 11:53:59 -0400

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[All day she had spent travelling through one fountain and back to the Neitherlands. Back and forth. Back and forth. But she hadn’t found Fillory yet. Perhaps the magic button had been a coincidence. Maybe Fillory wasn’t real after all. Or maybe she’d just lost track of the fountains. She’d been pretty upset when she’d left after all. Not at all in a good state to be travelling through different worlds.

She picked a fountain at random - this one was rather plain compared to to those next to it, almost no decorations at all - and after taking a deep breath (even though she knew she didn’t really need to) she jumped feet first into the water.

Alice fell through and landed a bit roughly on the ground. Rubbing at her elbow, which was skinned a bit but not bleeding, she stood up and looked around. She wasn’t (surprise, surprise!) anywhere she recognised.]

d4ughter0fthedevil: The demon paused before turning around with a frown on her face. Why she just...

Thu, 26 Jul 2012 11:43:53 -0400

d4ughter0fthedevil:

The demon paused before turning around with a frown on her face. Why she just realized there was someone there - she would not be able to explain logically without adding a childish “because fuck you” after. “Hello there.” Her head tilted. “You are?”

[Alice had been wandering for several minutes now. It was the first time she’d come out of one of the fountains in the Neitherlands and not almost immediately run into someone. She didn’t notice that anyone else was around and so she jumped a bit when she was spoken to. Silly to be so jumpy, she told herself.] I’m Alice. Alice Quinn. Uh, who’re you?

Have you talked to Quentin about getting, like, Prozac or something?

Thu, 26 Jul 2012 11:38:58 -0400

No. I doubt he’d listen anyway. Quentin can do whatever he wants, he knows that. He doesn’t care how I feel about the situation.

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Tue, 24 Jul 2012 10:48:43 -0400

piemakerdeadwaker:

alicequinnthemagician:

[Alice was deposited a bit violently from the fountain she’d chosen in the Neitherlands ((ooc: See this post.)) and she nearly fell right on top of someone as she appeared in whatever dimension she’d happened upon. But the more pressing concern was not the man she’d almost hurt, but whether or not she was hurt herself. A couple of scrapes, and she would probably have a few bruises soon, but she seemed like she was all right.

She was surprised to find herself in what looked like a restaurant. A pie restaurant. Well, she knew this wasn’t Fillory.]

[Something in Ned’s peripheral vision caught his attention. It was a person? But Ned wasn’t one to not notice people—he had to. Partly because they’re his customers and partly because they’re people and he’s socially awkward and needs to know where they are so he can know how to best avoid them. So, naturally, it came as a surprise when Ned saw this person that he hadn’t noticed before; it’s almost as though she appeared from thin air… He was confused and he looked it: his head was cocked to the side and his eyebrows were furrowed together. He blinked a couple times, his squinted eyes transfixed on her.]

Uhm, hello. Sorry, I didn’t see you come in… Would you like some pie? [Why does he always ask that? Of course they would like some pie, they’re in a pie shop. He asks out of nerves, he thinks.]

[Alice picked herself up off the floor quickly, adjusting the bag she had slung over one shoulder. She was trying to act like she hadn’t just fallen out of thin air. But this was her first time appearing in a public setting. And there were quite a few people here. But to her relief none of them seemed to have noticed her abrupt arrival.]

Pie… [she repeated] Yes, uh, yes, please. [She sat herself down on one of the stools at the counter.]

May i ask you Alice , do you still love Quentin ?

Tue, 24 Jul 2012 10:43:12 -0400

Right now? I’m not sure. I think I did once.

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Wed, 18 Jul 2012 18:03:23 -0400

[Alice was deposited a bit violently from the fountain she’d chosen in the Neitherlands ((ooc: See this post.)) and she nearly fell right on top of someone as she appeared in whatever dimension she’d happened upon. But the more pressing concern was not the man she’d almost hurt, but whether or not she was hurt herself. A couple of scrapes, and she would probably have a few bruises soon, but she seemed like she was all right.

She was surprised to find herself in what looked like a restaurant. A pie restaurant. Well, she knew this wasn’t Fillory.]

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Tue, 17 Jul 2012 22:46:37 -0400

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Tue, 17 Jul 2012 19:33:17 -0400

angel-and-dear:

alicequinnthemagician:

angel-and-dear:

Huh. *seems more intrigued/confused than disbelieving* Do you know where the button is? Maybe it can get you home.

It can. It’s not particularly difficult magic. [Mostly because the button did most the work.] But that’s not the point. I don’t want to go home. Not yet. I can’t- I- [She made a quiet noise of frustration.] There are people there I can’t deal with right now.

*winces* I know that feeling.

[It was a fact of magic that they were taught early on at Brakebills that using magic while under emotional distress would only end badly for the caster. And Alice was sure she would want to hex Quentin if she were anywhere near him. She’d told him when they first went to the Neitherlands that she could kill him with magic if she really wanted to, and she could, but she’d mostly said that to scare him.] Yeah?

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Tue, 17 Jul 2012 19:07:09 -0400

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Oh, well I don’t know where Fillory is either. Yeah. Earth, America, the land of the free. Cue eagle and patriotic explosions.

Uh-huh. [She smiled a bit.] Fillory is sort of a world of it’s own. Another dimension. It’s complicated.

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Tue, 17 Jul 2012 19:05:52 -0400

[Alice was deposited a bit violently from the fountain she’d chosen in the Neitherlands ((ooc: See this post.)) and she nearly fell right on top of someone as she appeared in whatever dimension she’d happened upon. But the more pressing concern was not the woman she’d almost hurt, but whether or not she was hurt herself. A couple of scrapes, and she would probably have a few bruises soon, but she seemed like she was all right.]

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Tue, 17 Jul 2012 19:05:32 -0400

theheavensfall:

alicequinnthemagician:

[This was, what, the seventh fountain she’d thrown herself into? And still no Fillory. She’d lost track of where she’d come in though, which probably wasn’t the best thing. Alice had been too upset with Quentin to Rather than go about this systematically, Alice was randomly picking fountains in the Neitherlands, a sort of in between place that lead to other worlds, and jumping into them without fear. Or that’s what she tried to tell herself. But once again she found herself in a place that looked a lot like Earth. Maybe her friend Penny had been wrong about the Neitherlands. Maybe each fountain (and there were many of them - spread out for miles and miles) just lead to different parts of the world.]

Excuse me? [She tapped the man on the shoulder.] We are on Earth, right? I mean, I haven’t wandered into another planet or something, have I? [And that sounded like a ridiculous question, even to her. There was nothing around to suggest that she was anywhere but Earth.]

[…What?] Yeah. Yeah, we’re on Earth. [Mitchell answered as he turned around to fully face her. It wasn’t really the strangest thing he’d ever been asked, but that didn’t take away from how ridiculous it had sounded.]

Have you not been to Wales before? [Granted, his Irish accent might have thrown her a little, and he didn’t fully know his way around Barry Island either.] You could’ve picked a better holiday destination.

Dammit. [She sighed, shaking her head.] I mean, Wales is fine. Never been here. But I haven’t been experimenting with travelling through different dimensions and risking bodily harm to get to Wales.

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Tue, 17 Jul 2012 18:10:29 -0400

angel-and-dear:

alicequinnthemagician:

angel-and-dear:

…Ah. *nods slowly* This is Earth. London, England to be precise.

Oh. Good then. [She seemed relieved, but not happy to have arrived at the wrong place again.]

It’s a book series, you see. Fillory, I mean. None of it was supposed to be real. But the button that took me to the Neitherlands - that was real enough. And they were in the books as well.

Huh. *seems more intrigued/confused than disbelieving* Do you know where the button is? Maybe it can get you home.

It can. It’s not particularly difficult magic. [Mostly because the button did most the work.] But that’s not the point. I don’t want to go home. Not yet. I can’t- I- [She made a quiet noise of frustration.] There are people there I can’t deal with right now.

"In a way fighting was just like using magic. You said the words, and they altered the universe. By..."

Tue, 17 Jul 2012 16:12:22 -0400

““In a way fighting was just like using magic. You said the words, and they altered the universe. By merely speaking you could create damage and pain, cause tears to fall, drive people away, make yourself feel better, make your life worse.””

- The Magicians (via piscula)

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Tue, 17 Jul 2012 16:01:08 -0400

angel-and-dear:

alicequinnthemagician:

angel-and-dear:

Well…where are you trying to go? I might be able to help.

A place called Fillory. But it’s not real. It’s fiction. [She was letting it all out now. Because she had to tell someone. She had to talk to someone who wasn’t Quentin or Janet or Eliot or Josh or any of them.] But then Penny had one of magic buttons and I went to the Neitherlands and I’ve just sort of found this place and I’m not actually entirely sure if this is Earth or someplace else.

…Ah. *nods slowly* This is Earth. London, England to be precise.

Oh. Good then. [She seemed relieved, but not happy to have arrived at the wrong place again.]

It’s a book series, you see. Fillory, I mean. None of it was supposed to be real. But the button that took me to the Neitherlands - that was real enough. And they were in the books as well.

"This is it."

Alice Quinn by Christopher Shy

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Imagine if Quentin could pull this off. It would’ve made...

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d4ughter0fthedevil: The demon paused before turning around with a frown on her face. Why she just...

Have you talked to Quentin about getting, like, Prozac or something?

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May i ask you Alice , do you still love Quentin ?

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angel-and-dear: alicequinnthemagician: angel-and-dear: …Ah. *nods slowly* This is Earth. London,...

"In a way fighting was just like using magic. You said the words, and they altered the universe. By..."

angel-and-dear: alicequinnthemagician: angel-and-dear: Well…where are you trying to go? I might...

angel-and-dear: alicequinnthemagician: angel-and-dear: …Ah. nods slowly This is Earth. London,...