Alice sat at the end of a long table drinking a cup of tea and munching on a bright red tart as
Maddigan spoke with
March. The two were rambling on about the latest news of madcaps one moment, bolterfly swarms the next, and finally jumping to what to put into the tea. This was all normal to Alice, although the bolterfly swarms were news to her. She let them ramble on and on until she had had enough for the time being. Not bothering to say anything she simply got up and left, and headed for the central hub. Remniche looked pretty much the same as it usually did once she got to it, nothing new. She noticed a new face or two, which wasn't hard to spot for her, as she went and sat on the steps of the museum. Alice stuck out like a sore thumb there. Her dress had large splashes of blood over it from a recent fight with the tweedle twins, and she had a rather large knife in her right hand that seemed to gleam with hatred. She let her eyes drift shut and let her mind wander as she listened to the city.
A few moments later she heard a alarm-like sound coming from inside the museum. 'hmm... somethings going on again. wonder what it is this time' she thought to herself.