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DtC grumbles and growls as he starts scratching at the motel room door. This is humiliating but a cat has to do what a cat has to do and until he gets opposable thumbs…

“Let me in!!! Come on I know you‘re in there, I can smell you! Don‘t you ever bathe!?! Let me in!!!”

Date: 2006-02-09 04:57 am (UTC)
what_if_alice: (alice)
From: [personal profile] what_if_alice
Alice stiffens and she completely stops moving at the tone of his voice. She lowers her gaze as she starts considering whether or not taking off is worth it. She's still close enough to the door that she can make it. She looks back up and whispers. Her voice sounds harsh to her own ears, after all it's been a while since she's spoken.

"Why would I know that?"

Date: 2006-02-09 05:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] curious-riddick.livejournal.com
Well, that didn't win him any brownie points.

No, he thinks. Guess you never did know that did you.

She never had trusted him. She was always quick to think he had betrayed her.

"'Cause I never tried to kill you back."

Date: 2006-02-09 05:13 am (UTC)
what_if_alice: (pout)
From: [personal profile] what_if_alice
As if she needed just one more thing to add to her confusion, what he said could be classified as it. She cocks her head as she forces her muscles to relax. She's pretty sure that if he'd tried to kill her she'd remember it or that she'd tried to kill him. Pretty sure at least, that's the best she can do anymore. She shakes her head slowly and takes a small step back.

"Kill you?"

Date: 2006-02-09 05:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] curious-riddick.livejournal.com
Riddick tilts his head to the side and looks at her curiously with narrowed eyes. Her question carries the undertone of 'Who-the-fuck-are-you?' That could mean one of several things.

1. Umbrella Corp - lots of variations under that one. All bad.
2. Something else unrelated has happened to her, leaving him without any memory of him.
3. The woman in front of him is a different Alice.


"Do you remember me or know who I am? Jill, Carlos, L.J., Angela?"

Date: 2006-02-09 05:38 am (UTC)
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Alice tries hard not to let any of the rage she feels show on her face when he mentions the names Jill, Carlos, and L.J.. One of the questions that's been going around in her head since she escaped from the lab, again, is why they never came back for her. Why they left her there. She saved them! She opens her mouth to answer no she doesn't know him and yes she knows them but she's afraid that her voice will betray her anger so she ends up just shaking her head.

Date: 2006-02-09 06:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] curious-riddick.livejournal.com
There are too many conflicting signals her body is sending out for him to tell what her answer really is. He reminds himself to stick to the basics. She's running. She'll need a safe place.

"Why don't we start with you coming in and closing the door. On this side you only have me and a cat to worry about. You hungry?"

He points to the kitchen and then moves there, not taking his eyes off her.

Date: 2006-02-09 06:15 am (UTC)
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Alice looks over toward the bathroom then she watches him walking for a minute as she gets control of her emotions again. He said just him and a cat but she heard two voices. Not one. She shifts her knapsack so she's holding it against her chest.

"Hungry? Yeah I am. Haven't eaten in..." *she shakes her head as she trails off. When had she last eaten? It doesn't matter. She forces her attention back to him.* "Who else is here?"

Date: 2006-02-09 06:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] curious-riddick.livejournal.com
Riddick pulls together two dinners. It would probably make her feel more comfortable is his hands were occupied and in plain sight. Steak and french fries should be good. While that's cooking he starts on a salad. He tries to remember if she likes salad or not.

"The cat." He looks up at her from cutting a carrot. "You don't remember him either?"

"Dick!" He bellows.

Date: 2006-02-09 06:35 am (UTC)
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Alice eases even further in the room when she smells food! Okay he just might end up being with the Company but at least she can eat first and kill later. It sounds like a good plan to her. But she stops in her tracks when a cat comes bounding out of the bathroom. Her eyes get huge when said cat talks! She looks between the man, the cat and the door.

"Uhhhh... that cat... talked!"

Date: 2006-02-09 06:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] curious-riddick.livejournal.com
Alice's and the cat's reactions clench it. Option number three is looking like the winner.

"Alice, you're probably going to want to sit down for this."

Without taking his eyes off her he asks DtC, "It's not.. :: he pauses stopping himself from saying 'our':: the Alice we know. Is it?"

Date: 2006-02-09 06:56 am (UTC)
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Alice slowly starts backing her way back to the door when the cat finally stops rubbing against her. The fact that the cat is talking at all is kind of overwhelming every thing that it's saying. All she knows is this is the weirdest thing she's ever seen and that's saying a lot.

"Uhh..."

Date: 2006-02-09 07:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] curious-riddick.livejournal.com
Riddick smirks at the cat.

"Who said I was giving you salmon, fur-for-brains."

Riddick flips the steaks and then turns back to Alice.

"Lotta weird shit out there. Weirder that that even. :: he nods in the direction of the cat.:: I can't explain it, but I can tell you what I know. Even if you don't want to stay after that... It's at least a free meal."

Riddick gestures to a chair across the counter.

Date: 2006-02-09 07:16 am (UTC)
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Alice pauses with her hand on the doorknob. The offer of food's too much to turn down despite the fact that this man clearly knows a lot more about her than she does him and not to mention the talking cat. She takes one last look outside before shutting the door and walking hesitantly over to the chair he motioned to. She pulls it out and sits down on the edge of it, ready to bolt if she has to.

"Okay..."

Date: 2006-02-09 07:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] curious-riddick.livejournal.com
Ignoring the cat, Riddick puts a plate of food in front of her. He announces each thing as he sets it in front of her. Maybe familiar things would help her relax.

"Steak and french fries, ketchup, salad. For dressing there's blue cheese or ranch."

Date: 2006-02-09 07:29 am (UTC)
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Alice's mouth waters and her stomach growls as he sets the plates in front of her. She nods as she sets down her bag then almost snatches the plates from him. There's a fear that once he gives them to her he'll take the food right back. And she's so hungry. She grabs the steak with her hands and starts eating it as fast as she can. If it's gone he can't get it back.

Date: 2006-02-09 07:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] curious-riddick.livejournal.com
When he sees her attacking her steak he throw another one on to cook.

Taking a deep breath he starts to tell her about the Nexus. How it's a convergence of realities - time, space, alternates universes, real and unreal, all collide here. He tries to prepare her for the fact she will probably run into an alternate of herself here. He explains that there are at least two others of him here, one of whom he's met.

When he finishes speaking he puts the second steak on her plate.

Date: 2006-02-09 08:06 am (UTC)
what_if_alice: (uh huh)
From: [personal profile] what_if_alice
Alice doesn't bother to stop eating as she listens to him speaking. Who knows when she'll get another chance to eat this good again. She finishes off the first steak then she grabs the other steak and starts in on that one. As she eats she considers everything he told her. A Nexus? More than one her? More than one him? Alternate realities?! After a talking cat, it's almost too much to accept at the moment.

Once the edge is taken off of her hunger. She swipes the back of her hand over her mouth and looks over at him then blinks when she notices his eyes. They're strange and silver!

"This... is good. Thank," *she pauses as if she can't quite remember how to finish what she was saying. Manners aren't very important when you're on the run. And it feels like she's been running forever.* "You. More mes, more yous... Who are you? Another me why you're giving me... food? What's wrong with them?" *she gestures with the steak toward his eyes and then starts eating again.*

Date: 2006-02-11 01:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] curious-riddick.livejournal.com
"My name's Richard B. Riddick. Most just call me Riddick. Yeah, I know another you." *hold up an hand to stop her before she gets started.* "That doesn't mean I know you, or even anything about you. You might only look like her and coincidentally have the same name. Don't think so though. You move a lot like her."

"My eyes. Hum. I got them shined while I was in prison. Shined mean they go in, scrub out the cones. Then they spray the backs of your eyeballs with a man-made version of Tapetum, which is what makes cat's eyes shine and see in the dark."

He stands up and takes his empty plate to the sink. Now she would probably ask him about prison. Funny how he's known this Alice less than an hour, and already he feels like she knows more about him than the other Alice.

Turning around, he sits back down across the counter from her.

"You running from Umbrella?"

Date: 2006-02-11 01:57 am (UTC)
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She finishes off her steak then grabs the ranch dressing and starts pouring it all over her fries as she listens to his story. The name Riddick doesn't ring any bells but she furrows her brows when he explains about his eyes. She makes a mental note not to go to whichever prison he was in, though she supposes, seeing in the dark would be handy. She looks up when he mentions Umbrella.

"Riddick... I'll try to remember that but yeah I am. They won't give up no matter how many of'em I kill." *she pauses to pop a fry into her mouth then mumbles.* "I won't go back."

Date: 2006-02-11 02:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] curious-riddick.livejournal.com
"If you're Umbrella is like the other Alice's Umbrella... Wise decision. You're welcome to stay here. There's another bedroom at the end of the hall. She even left some her stuff in it I think. I'd be stunned if she had a problem with you using her stuff. I doubt she's coming back anyway."

Riddick gestures down the hall, with the bottle of blue cheese dressing. Then he pours some over his salad. His first bite of carrots crunches loudly in the silence that follows his offer.

Date: 2006-02-11 02:25 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] what_if_alice
She looks toward where he gestured then back at him. This other her doesn't seem too bright to have left what looks to be a relatively safe place. So far at least. She doesn't know if Riddick is safe yet. Another her... as she eats she begins to wonder if the Company'll find that her first and leave her alone. Probably not. Oh well. The offer of a warm bed makes her just a little less cautious than she'd normally be. She grabs another fry and shoves it into her mouth.

*mumbling* "What do you want for it?"

Date: 2006-02-11 02:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] curious-riddick.livejournal.com
Riddick rolls his eyes and shakes his head.

"Nothing. Why don't you just worry about getting one night of solid sleep? You can worry about what comes next in the morning."

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