Arrival the First

[thethirdqueen.livejournal.com]

[On the Plane is a girl. She is a perfectly ordinary looking girl with blonde hair, wearing a perfectly ordinary looking pinnafore and frock and stockings and shoes. She has a finger to her lips and is being very thoughtful at the moment. That is to say, her head is currently filled with a large number of thoughts, as well as a few very short poems and the first three items of the shopping list hung on the refrigerator (which happened to be bread, pickles and butter, in that order). She walks and muses, seemingly oblivious to the Plane.]

Oh, but it is rather strange to have them written as such. I do wonder what Mother was thinking, to put pickles between bread and butter. Why, I should think such a thing would taste dreadful! If I were to write the shopping-list, I believe I should put bread and butter at the top with jam and scones, and pickles should go farther down near the bottom. Or perhaps they shan't go on at all, for I am not that fond of them, afterall. Yes, I do believe I would exclude them entirely, though doing so might make them rather cross. I should certainly hate to see a pickle crossed, for one can never be too certain of what would happen. They can be ever so bitter, or so I have heard.

[Alice stops walking and puts her hands on her hips, looking around with a frown.]

Bother, but this is taking ever so long. Have I gone the wrong way again? Things all seem right-side-in when I was certain they would be right-side-out... certainly if one is often right- side-out, then when one is through a Looking-Glass, one should be right-side-in or wrong-side-out or both-sides-in or both-sides-out, though I expect that would be rather awkward. If both sides were in or out, then there shouldn't be anything inbetween and I daresay they wouldn't be sides at all.

[Having reached some semblance of a decision, she starts walking again.]

Hm! I wonder which way leads to the stair-case. I should rather like to see outside before I go back to Dinah and the kittens.

Comments

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[.... ._.] Through a Looking-Glass?

[thethirdqueen.livejournal.com]

[Alice isn't surprised in the least to find other people around.] Why yes. I stepped through one rather recently, you see.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Are you... are you... Is your name Alice?

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[Here, have another fictional character. <3]

There really isn't any right way to go 'round here, I'm afraid. Best we can figure is that it just goes on and on forever, more or less. Which isn't to say that it's a good thing or a bad thing, it's just a true thing, which you can take or leave as you like.

Is this your first time here?

[thethirdqueen.livejournal.com]

[<3]

I should certainly hope there is a right way, or one shall always be going left and that could become ever so confusing. Though I suppose if one goes far enough left, it will eventually become right... I rather always thought a Looking-Glass went on for-ever and ever, when one found oneself inside it. You see, if you look into one while it looks into another, it rather seems like there is no end to it at all!

I believe it very well might be, for I cannot say I recall being here before. Though of course, I have been a great many places, so perhaps I have simply forgotten.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Really? Never been inside a looking-glass myself, though I've seen more than my fare share of magic ones. Testy things, you know-- only answer you when you ask your question in rhyme. Awful annoying, after awhile.

Well, let's assume you haven't been here before, for the time being, since if I were you I'd definitely not forget a place like this. It's actually a machine, if what everyone says is true, and I'm still not sure about that.

[mercwamouth]

...Heh.

Suppose after Wonderland, this place must seem like a dentist's office, huh?

[thethirdqueen.livejournal.com]

Does this walkway connect to Wonderland as well? It would have been ever so much easier if I could have stepped through a Looking-Glass instead of falling down and down.

[mercwamouth]

This isn't that fancy. No mirrors, no mushrooms, no LSD, you just think your way in and out.

[wheat-wolf.livejournal.com]

Fufufu, it is quite a articulate person that we meet today. You have stepped through a Looking Glass? Is that not what humans call "mirrors"?

[thethirdqueen.livejournal.com]

Oh yes. But you see, it is much more proper to call it a Looking-Glass, for it is a glass which one looks into. Though I have never thought to ask one what it would prefer. To think, it might say it prefers to be called "Lima Bean," which would mean I should have to ask one of them as to their name and so on and so on until... for-ever, I expect!

[wheat-wolf.livejournal.com]

So that would be true! But I suppose you are correct. I shall be sure to call it a looking glass, since that does seem quite a bit more accurate.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

[he does a bit of a doubletake]

Alice, I presume.

[thethirdqueen.livejournal.com]

I rather do think that to be the case on most days. Unless you are speaking of some other Alice, in which case I daresay I shouldn't know at all!

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

I think you're just the one I had in mind.

[lamb_of_gold]

A looking glass? That is odd, even for this place.

[thethirdqueen.livejournal.com]

I suppose it should be rather odd to have looking-glasses within a looking-glass, for if one were to step through the former, why-- I daresay I cannot think where one would end up! Though I expect one might go back to where one started, or perhaps one would go no-where at all... oh pooh! How puzzling!

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

What a precocious little girl.

[thethirdqueen.livejournal.com]

[She curtsies politely] That is ever such a nice thing to say. Sister simply says I say all the right things at all the wrong times or perhaps all the wrong things at the right times though I daresay that makes very little sense at all.

[harlequinades.livejournal.com]

[Harley has been listening to all that and finally decides to ask, because it's bugging her.]

You aren't friends with that crazy Hatter, are ya? I hear he likes girls that talk like you. The whole looking glass thing.

[A Batman villain styled after Wonderland is too much to pass up.]

[thethirdqueen.livejournal.com]

[Alice puts her hands on her hips and looks mildly cross] Oh bother, and here I had almost completely forgotten that horrid tea-party. It is ever so cruel to remind one of things one would rather not think of, you know. Now I suspect I shall be musing on ravens and writing desks for-- for the rest of for-ever!

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

You're not right-side-out. I can't see any of your insides. Or any mirrors. Breaking your soul into fragments and scattering them like star dust. You shouldn't step inside.

[thethirdqueen.livejournal.com]

[Well now, *this* is more like what she's used to hearing from any Wonderland-esque place.] I rather suspect I should always be right-side-in, for I merely stepped through, you see. Though I suppose if one is from the other side of a looking-glass then one would think me to be right-side-out or what-ever is the opposite of what I am normally, but then I daresay there wouldn't be any right-side-in or right-side-out at all! Do you think there is a right side to a looking-glass afterall?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

...I don't know if there are many staircases here.

[thethirdqueen.livejournal.com]

I recall there was only one in the house, though I suspect I must have passed it by quite some time ago without even noticing.