cruelwonder: (sweet dreams are made of these)
Alice Liddell ([personal profile] cruelwonder) wrote2011-07-03 09:11 pm
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IC Contact




[ It's a book, silly. Leave a message. ]

[phone call! book call? whatever!]

[identity profile] atrumcanis.livejournal.com 2011-09-20 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[he doesn't know Alice very well himself, but he knows her through Jack. And this is a little... awkward, but--whatever.]

Oi, Alice. [A beat.] Er. Hello, I mean.
allucinator: (arguing: plan)

voicemail;

[personal profile] allucinator 2011-10-08 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Jack's voice is happy, nearly ecstatic as he speaks.]

Oh darlin'! Sweetness, light-o'-my-life darlin'? I got a surprise for us. Don't eat dinner tonight. Meet me at my house-- er-- an hour before the siren sounds.
littlest_lord: (//Pout Pout)

[Voice]

[personal profile] littlest_lord 2011-10-09 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Alice? As Thanksgiving Dinner is tomorrow, if there is anyone you'd like to invite you are more than welcome to extend invitations to them.
allucinator: (reflective: trapped)

Text; about 5 or 6 AM on the 17th

[personal profile] allucinator 2011-12-16 08:30 am (UTC)(link)
I'm at Skye Hospital, room 707. Sirius is here too. I'm okay. I love you. I'm sorry.
Edited 2011-12-16 08:31 (UTC)
allucinator: (nervous: er--)

[personal profile] allucinator 2011-12-30 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Jack had asked Alice out for a date after work-- nothing big, he told her, just dinner and a movie. If she wanted to dress up a bit for it, that'd be great, but no big deal.

He waits outside the orphanage, clenching his hands to stop them from shaking. The rings sit in his suit pocket. They're simple things, bands of plain silver, but Jack swears he can feel them even now.

He exhales sharply and glances at his watch. She's a few minutes late, and normally that's no problem, but now of all days Jack wishes she'd hurry.]