betagainstme: (hello sunshine)
Alice Whitlock Cullen ([personal profile] betagainstme) wrote2020-06-26 07:54 pm

late 1950 //

A few days after a victory with Edward, Alice still has an unsettled feeling in the pit of her stomach.

First, Edward's tiny non-reaction to her visions upon waking up, and second, the weighty knowledge of her lack of knowledge. Of her waking up alone and trying to figure out what comes next. It's been thirty years since that happened but she's never...talked about it with anyone, other than Jasper, who has no idea what it is like.

Waking up, completely changed, completely alone.

She wanders down the hall of the first floor, still learning the layout of the house and searching for Carlisle. Unsurprisingly, she finds him in his office, sitting at his desk. Tapping her fingers against the doorjamb, she gives a little wave. "Hey, Carlisle. Can I come in?"
ofthefamily: (when alice makes him pretty)

[personal profile] ofthefamily 2020-07-01 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Oddly enough, the nose wrinkle shared by Carlisle and Alice makes them look blood related.

"I think I'll pass. No offense, but I feel as though an endeavor like that might not work out in my favor."
ofthefamily: (he will figure you out)

[personal profile] ofthefamily 2020-07-01 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Trying not to smile himself:

"You know me. Always taking the easy way of doing things."
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[personal profile] ofthefamily 2020-07-01 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Must have been tiring, disposing of all the sequins," he deadpans.

There's a hey! from the other side of the house, which makes Carlisle actually laugh.