|| @lunarpelted hi i miss you
“Fancy... ha. Fancy running into you here.”
The sound is more a sharp breath than a laugh. Her lungs have decided laughing is a punishable offense, but Alice can’t help thinking this situation is only funny because she’s still so pissed off at Gabriel. It takes a special someone to keep her angry long enough to feel the effects --- the Powers That Be saw their chance and they took it, didn’t they?
Because here’s the thing: Alice has just crashed straight out of the sky and through a window. She’s lying on her back in the glass, getting her wind back and still covered to the neck in scarab’s armor --- not that it’s looking so great in this moment.
“Sorry about your window. Or whoever’s window. Ahh, shit...”















