circlejerked: (↯ and will swap all bad with good)
Anders ([personal profile] circlejerked) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs 2017-05-08 11:11 am (UTC)

"The future king of my country was right next door, in fact. You probably would've liked his cat, it was a real talker. But that's neither here nor there."

In Wonderland things change, people leave. Some people like Alistair leave and stay gone, while others like Clementine return for whatever reason Wonderland deems necessary. And sometimes the worse for wear, at that.

He looks her over with the practiced eye of a healer. She looks pale and worn around the edges, lines of pain around her eyes. Is it any wonder she'd been reticent in her messages the other day? He's seen what bullets can do to wood and plaster; what they could do to a human body would make any healer shudder.

"I've encountered them here. Why didn't you say you'd been shot sooner? I would've come yesterday," he says. It looks like someone's tended it already, at least. That's a start.

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