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[patchworkcat]

Who: The Cheshire Cat and whoever comes across him
What: Cheshire Cat has appeared, as he is wont to do. He's even fishing!
Where: Jabberwock Island, beach
Warnings: Cheshire is being Cheshire, and thus cryptic and mindfucky

[ Some time after they open the music venue, beach house and the ranch, Cheshire can be found on the beach. Sort of. He's waded into the water, and is fishing with his paws. Sitting patiently, he seems to be deep in concentration. ]

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[apatheticguide]

[ ... Wait, didn't the Rabbit say he couldn't go into the Worlds...? So why is he here? He's sitting in front of a signpost stuck in the sand. One of his ears twitches. ]

That's disgusting. You're going to get all filthy.

[patchworkcat]

Not like it matters. Unless you mean I'll get all covered in feelings.

[ He'll snicker, then toss a random ball of seaweed at the Rabbit. Not that it matters--he knows he's not actually there. ]

You should actually come. The sun might do your skin a bit of good. Mweehee!

[apatheticguide]

[ He doesn't bother dodging it. It hits the signpost, but not him. ]

... Stop being coy. And no, that's not an excuse for you to make a fish joke. You know why my skin is this color, and sun's not going to improve it.

[patchworkcat]

Yeah, but it might do wonders for your sunny disposition!

[ This time his laugh is an outright cackle. ]

After the above thread. (Feel free to reply en masse to this one, too)

[apatheticguide]

[ The White Rabbit (?) can be found not far from the Cheshire Cat, having apparently passed out on the sandy beach next to a large sign post.

It reads as follows:

" - NO LOITERING
- NO FISHING
- NO MOVING THE SIGN
- NO MURDERING
- NO SHIRT, NO SHOES, NO PROBLEM! IT'S A BEACH! BUT TRY TO WEAR SOMETHING FOR PUBLIC DECENCY!
- CLAMS WELCOME, INQUIRE TO: THE CARPENTER AND THE WALRUS!"

... What a weird sign. His ear twitches lightly now and again as he sleeps, but he otherwise seems to be thoroughly ignoring the Cheshire Cat. Just how did he get in here if he can't move anyway? ]

[miseris_socios]

[Honestly, he's not even going to question it, but he sits down on the sand next to the rabbit, his hand bandaged awkwardly.]

[He considers the rabbit for a minute, and then takes off his jacket to try to drape it over the sleeping rabbit.]

[apatheticguide]

[ He slowly opens his eyes, and--the coat goes right through him.

... Surprise? ]

... Oh. It's you. The smallest Alice.

[miseris_socios]

[Oh.]

I didn't mean to wake you up.

[But since he doesn't need it, Ken will just put it back on.]

I guess I am the smallest... though I'm actually fourteen, depending on how you count it.

[not_that_sasuke]

[At some point, he wanders over and sits cross-legged by the White Rabbit's head, looking out to the ocean. He'll wait there patiently until the Rabbit seems ready to wake up.]

[apatheticguide]

[ You'll have to wake him, Sasuke; he's out cold. ]

...apparently my tag never posted, cries

[not_that_sasuke]

[He does continue to wait for a while, watching the cat from afar and listening to the sound of the water on the beach. But unfortunately, he can't wait forever, especially not in a place like this. That's the thought that finally has him turning to the Rabbit once again.]

I thought you couldn't move.

[His voice is raised ever so slightly from the usual quiet, though it's still not nearly loud enough to be considered anything close to a shout.]

[800isenough]

[Oh great. His least favourite cat. Zhang Liao stops in his tracks the instant he sees those triangular purple flaps from a distance. Maybe he should come back later to check the beach...that sounds like a good idea. He turns around and begins to head back the way he came.]

[patchworkcat]

[ Don't think he didn't see you, Liao. The cat is going to nab a very orange and peach fish, almost like it's wearing clothes of some sort, before running after him. ]

What's the hurry, Alice? Beach is plenty open. Good fishin' going on right now, too!

[800isenough]

[He's not sure what's more offensive to his eyes. The very orange and peach fish, or this sly, smug creature. He narrows his eyes at Chesire.]

Why do you call me Alice? [A change in topic, a diversion from the original question. But Chesire probably knows what the answer to his question would've been anyway, Zhang Liao's been pretty clear about his dislike of the cat, from the tension in his shoulders and the frosty look he's giving the cat.

There's nothing honourable about whisking people away with magic. The cat doesn't deserve any politeness.]

[patchworkcat]

[ He'll raise the fish up and it disappears under his hood in a slurp. He takes his time answering, swallowing the thing whole. Then, he grins. ]

Why not ask the others? They might know. But I'll give ya a hint. Alice, Cheshire Cat, White Rabbit, Jabberwock... They're all connected.

[ And then his eye will narrow. Now comes the fun part. ]

...In fact, why not ask that one Alice about it? The one with the emotive hair? He'd probably know.

[soloactor]

[...That is quite possibly the shittiest attempt at fishing that Lalli's ever seen in his life -- and he's seen a lot of shitty attempts at fishing. You can't just expect to grab one with your bare hands with nothing else to keep it in place.]

[Although, watching that pitiful attempt does make Lalli kind of want some fish.]

[Keeping a fair distance from the Cat, Lalli sets to work putting together an improvised fishing rod using the materials nearby, baiting it with some pretty brightly-coloured leaves. He then takes off his boots, rolls up his pants, and trots right out next to the Cat to fish.]

[Let him show you how it's really done. Weirdo.]

[patchworkcat]

[ The Cat snickers, then suddenly snatches something out of the water. When you're a cat, you're better at fishing things up than normal. This fish is a catfish, but it looks like it has an angry expression with its whiskers colored black--as if it were a man with a mustache and beard. ]

You enjoy fish?

[soloactor]

[Lalli glances over at the catch, but still looks unimpressed with it.] Mhm.

[Hell, most of his diet consists of fish. That's what happens when you live on small-ish islands. It's been almost impossible to find fresh fish since they set off on the expedition, though. And even the canned fish was cruelly taken from them by a jerkass redhead.. So now that the opportunity has arisen, of course he's going to fish for ALL THE THINGS.]

Course, you do.

[Yanno. Because cat.]

[patchworkcat]

Food is food.

[ Speaking of which, that fish is going to be slurped up whole. Granted, with how wide his grin can get, it's not surprising, but as everything settles back into place, there's the sound of something squishing. ]

Hey. I've got a question.

[barkingchaos]

[Oh...it's the cat again. She should be killing one of the chickens to help heal her palm right about now, but...well, it doesn't hurt too bad, and she wanted to stay away from the ranch for a little bit.]

What're you doing?

[Her master was not big on fishing, and she's never really seen anyone fish like this.]

[patchworkcat]

Fishin'. What about you, Alice? Still hurtin'? Bein' reckless won't win you any battles.

[ It's a heart, and hearts don't exactly recover the same way as a body. ]

[miseris_socios]

[Ken wanders out to sit on the beach behind the Cat. He's been thinking about this. Alice... Jabberwocky... and the Cat and Rabbit.]

"The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things:
Of shoes - and ships - and sealing-wax -
Of cabbages - and kings -
And why the sea is boiling hot -
And whether pigs have wings."

[He's onto you, Cat.]

[patchworkcat]

[ The Cat will look up from his fishing, smirking at the kid. ]

""But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that."

[ And then he's going to snicker, tilting his head. ]

It's a funny poem. Got nothin' to do with me besides being amusing, though.

[miseris_socios]

Well you, and the Rabbit, and the Jabberwocky... and the Alice thing. It's not all connected?

[Because if it's not, that's a hell of a coincidence.]

[patchworkcat]

Never said they weren't, just that the poem's got nothin' to do wit me. I'm not exactly one for fancy words, after all!

[ And he's going to impale a fish on his claws, drawing it out of the water. Said fish is oddly patterned in reds, whites and blacks. ]