IC: Through the looking glass...

[thekingsgambit]

[So I guess it's still Halloween night and if you're leaving the mess hall after all that partying, you might now find yourself mysteriously situated around a loooong table in the center of the cornfield. Said table is decked out in a variety of tea cups in all designs and sizes, hundreds of little confections and cookies (each shaped like one of the four card suits) and equally creative pots of self-boiling tea. Oh, and Arthur is also sleeping in the center of the table, mysteriously wearing a striped collar of various shades of purple.

Each of our guests might also notice the intricately labeled name card in front of them and of course the new themed outfit they're suddenly wearing (or in some cases still wearing).]

Comments

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

The White King. He's part of the chess game Alice ends up in. He's always trying to catch up to the queen since she has more moves than him. It's supposed to be a play on the way the pieces work.

[ascendthethorns]

How unflattering...

[adjust, adjust ;;]

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

He also has a lion and a unicorn fighting for his crown.

[ascendthethorns]

And what of your character?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

He's the Mad Hatter. Time plays tricks on him because the Queen of Hearts said he murdered time. So he thinks it's always tea time.

[ascendthethorns]

It all sounds absurd.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

It's a bunch of word play.

[ascendthethorns]

What is its relevance to us? Or am I assuming too much of Sayre's motives?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

The other costumes didn't share the same theme.

[ascendthethorns]

What do you mean?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

They were more random. Demyx was a nun.

[ascendthethorns]

Which is precisely why I asked for your input on our predicament.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure what the connection is. Any more than you.

[ascendthethorns]

I see...

[shifttttsssss]

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

I thought you'd be used to it. You were used to that other thing.

[ascendthethorns]

[they are different beasts, this curse and the other — the boggart can be faced, defeated, overcome, but the outfits must be worn, the tea drank, the cookies eaten until some unknown conditions have been met. will versus an absence thereof. counteraction versus concession.

her expression darkens.]

Pardon me?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Sweeps his arm out in a smaller version of his older self's typical display.]

All this.

[ascendthethorns]

[recovery?]

I haven't attended a tea party in years and it's been far longer since I've partipated in any event that requires costumes.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

Even here?

[ascendthethorns]

Mm, even here.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

I don't mind this one as much.

[ascendthethorns]

Of cousre not. You should be well-accustomed to the girls dressing you up by now, hmm?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Okay, that gets a blush.]

They don't do it that often...

[ascendthethorns]

My mistake.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[.///.

:|]

And it's never this involved either...