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[ it had been a just one night since oz's departure and alice had more or less kept quiet. after spending a night searching fruitlessly, she spent the rest of the dark hours sulking with (1) gilbert nightray until they eventually fall asleep, buried in the sheets like sad children who have lost the dearest thing they held at night.

in the morning alice wakes up and her first instinct is to cry, but the second is something more violent... and of course she goes with that instead.

THERE'S A LOUD BANG. something appears to have fallen and shattered, although it's hard to say when things are happening off-screen. and before anyone can attempt to understand what just happened, they get an earful from one angry looking young girl shouting into the tablet. she never did care for this thing, but at least she knows now that someone will be able to hear her. ]

THEY TOOK OZ AWAY! I WON'T FORGIVE THEM. [ her head's clear but it's hard to stop yelling when you're so upset. if someone could hear her, feel threatened by her,

help her

then she might actually have time to think and calm down. ] How dare they take him away without my permission? Don't they know its the master's job to take care of their servant? How am I suppose to do that when he's not here? Huh? SOMEONE GIVE HIM BACK! NOW! I'm waiting!

[ don't be fooled by her tough exterior, she's gonna burst into tears any minute now.

oh. there you go. the tears roll down. ]

This is all your fault, idiot! [ blames the ne..twork... ] Bring him back... useless! Useless....

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[The BANG and the shouting loud enough to wake the dead are what get her attention, but the words are enough to sustain it. Oz is gone. Oz, whose safety, somewhere along the way, had become a personal responsibility. He'd been too much of an idiot for his own good, but she'd found herself dragging his dead weight out the hospital. Repeatedly dragging his hand away when he reached for creatures that could kill him. Feeling relief, on some level, when the Transporter had brought her back and she'd found him alive.

She stares at the tablet in silence for a time. When she finally speaks up, in a quiet voice, it's with something that's far from words of comfort.

She wouldn't be good at them anyway.]

It's better.

[ it's better.

those two simple words didn't make any sense for alice, but they're spoken so softly that she couldn't bring herself to yell. tears still rolling down her face, she's firmly gripping on the idea that nothing could be better with oz gone.

she will probably never let go of that idea.

she needed him... and gilbert needed him too. ]

What's better?

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