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Who: Alice Liddell (the little) and YOU
Where: Kitchen and all over save the sleeper cabins
When: Grasshopper Day 2 through 3
What: Alice, being a Victorian child with a pretty terrible immune system, gets hit by symptoms of Voidsickness
Warnings: Hallucinations, fatigue, mild memory loss

A: And if you go chasing rabbits and you know you're going to fall [All over]

Alice was rather sure she kept seeing him. Just there and when she would turn her head to look at him properly, he would dash from her view, rather rudely, she thought to herself. Before he had the decency to at least acknowledge her before he left.

But he was always just there at the corner of her eye. She wanted to see him properly, speak to him, she'd call out but he was gone.

So Alice did what Alice does best where the White Rabbit was concerned, she chased after him. She called out to him, finally, she could see him. His little white tail peeking out from one carriage to the next. Goodness, how much faster he had gotten!

Now, the thing to know is that running indoors is never a wise decision, truly, Alice knew that. And running indoors in a narrow space such as a train is even less advisable, something Alice knew very well, in addition to the first fact. But Alice was quite set on getting the White Rabbit. Maybe he could tell her how to get everyone out of here because if HE was here then perhaps they could, at the very least, get to Wonderland, and she knew well how to escape from THERE.

In all her running though, Alice was only focusing on the white rabbit, which meant, when she slammed smack into another person, she could only topple to the floor, completely surprised.

"I'm terribly sorry," she managed to get out first as she sat up, a bit achy but otherwise fine. "I didn't mean to run into you. But did you happen to see him?" she asked, looking at who she had run into, feeling more tired than usual.

B: When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead [Kitchen]

Alice was in the kitchen when the accident occurred, though the incident was perhaps a better word if you asked her.

She was staring at a second batch of ruined cookie batter, and trying, with not the best of success, to not get upset. Eventually, though, as she began to pull out the ingredients and measure everything again, in a very rare fit of anger she shoved the entire mixing bowl away from her, and then winced at the thing slammed into the mixing cups and measuring bowls before it clattered to the floor, spilling the contents all over the floor.

"Oh no, no no no!"

C: And your mind is moving low go ask Alice [All over]

She was just so terribly tired.

At first she didn't notice it, no one really made her get up and doing anything but she found herself taking all sorts of small little naps throughout the day. And then she would just be too exhausted to do anything besides stare out a window, which was a problem because Dinah very much needed feeding and taking care of.

But she was just... so tired.

She set Dinah down on the ground, not even able to get up the energy to carry her.

She just wanted to sleep some more, and really every surface looked so wonderfully inviting.

So Alice could be found on the floor in the middle of a pathway, under a table, spread out across several chairs, underneath the shade of several potted plants, aatop the larger pieces of luggage, truly, anywhere, as she tried to just get a bit more sleep. Maybe then she wouldn't feel so tired, maybe her world would be a little less dizzy.

Dinah, her little kitty, for her part, meowed and gently pawed at Alice every time the seven-year-old decided it was time for another nap, trying to get her mistress awake, or at the very least, to sleep in her own bed.

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She considered that a moment as she placed the bowls on the counter and brought some of the dry ingredients closer. "I know some people leave butter out, but that's usually just to let it soften so its easier to spread. Keeping butter and eggs in the fridge helps them keep even longer."

"Why would you want to keep them even longer than that, though? Shouldn't you have used them by then?"

"Well, that's kind of why you might wanna keep them longer. Since you don't have to use them right away, you can save them for when you might really need them, and then you won't have to buy them as often."

"But you won't have to buy them so often if you just buy them when you need them in the first place. Why buy something that you don't intend to use weeks and weeks down the line?"

She shrugged a little. "People like having the option to make something whenever they want, and to have the ingredients ready when they do make it."

She waved her hand over the ingredients on the counter. "Like right now, for example. Since the eggs and butter can keep for longer, they were ready for you to use, whether you had decided to bake today, or tomorrow, or next week."

"But I also have to wait for them to thaw. Everything is made at room temperature. Nothing asks for frozen butter or frozen eggs." She shook her head. Why were they arguing about such a silly thing, she supposed?

"My apologies, Miss Kitty, I shouldn't keep arguing over such a silly matter."

With a reassuring smile, she shook her head a little. "That's okay. It's not really a big deal. We're just used to different things, I guess."

Alice did have a good point about the butter, though, since they had to wait for it to warm up. "So what should we do first?"

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