VOICE ♙ OO1
[ ahem, using this thing like a phone because he's really not interested in wasting time trying to figure out just how deep the rabbit hole goes in terms of what it can do. that comes later. ]
Good— [ . . . ] whenever it is.
[ his voice might sound familiar to some of you, if slightly more nasal; there's a steady metallic clop-clop, clop-clop in the background that sounds not unlike horse hooves on steel. Anything is possible when your man's been abducted to live a doomed life in space and is riding his mare around the corridors! I'm on a horse. ]
Seems like as good a time as any for a proper hello. And since we've all got some time to kill, I thought it might be nice to play a quick game of Questions. Or—Facts, I suppose. Whichever works best. I tell you one thing about me, you tell me one thing about you... loads of fun.
[ okay so he's not exactly gagging to talk about himself, but if there's a fast track to gathering information, it's to come right out and ask for it. tit for tat. ]
I'm called—
[ he pauses.
this isn't Wonderland; nobody knows him here, except for Alice, and she doesn't exactly pose a huge threat to his well-being. Well, not any more, at least, because nobody knows about the Stone of Wonderland here; the likelihood of the both of them being tracked down and killed for it has been significantly diminished. he figures it's okay to be honest about his name, if nothing else. ]
—Hatter. Now, your turn.
Also. Directions to this oxygen garden thing would be— much appreciated. I've a horse here in need of some greens, and she's a bit twitchy from being kept in the dark.
[reluctantly finally: ]
And if you see an old guy with a crazy goatee in a suit of white armor spouting nonsense about—I don't know, mystical vapours of destiny or something, you should probably let me know.
Good— [ . . . ] whenever it is.
[ his voice might sound familiar to some of you, if slightly more nasal; there's a steady metallic clop-clop, clop-clop in the background that sounds not unlike horse hooves on steel. Anything is possible when your man's been abducted to live a doomed life in space and is riding his mare around the corridors! I'm on a horse. ]
Seems like as good a time as any for a proper hello. And since we've all got some time to kill, I thought it might be nice to play a quick game of Questions. Or—Facts, I suppose. Whichever works best. I tell you one thing about me, you tell me one thing about you... loads of fun.
[ okay so he's not exactly gagging to talk about himself, but if there's a fast track to gathering information, it's to come right out and ask for it. tit for tat. ]
I'm called—
[ he pauses.
this isn't Wonderland; nobody knows him here, except for Alice, and she doesn't exactly pose a huge threat to his well-being. Well, not any more, at least, because nobody knows about the Stone of Wonderland here; the likelihood of the both of them being tracked down and killed for it has been significantly diminished. he figures it's okay to be honest about his name, if nothing else. ]
—Hatter. Now, your turn.
Also. Directions to this oxygen garden thing would be— much appreciated. I've a horse here in need of some greens, and she's a bit twitchy from being kept in the dark.
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And if you see an old guy with a crazy goatee in a suit of white armor spouting nonsense about—I don't know, mystical vapours of destiny or something, you should probably let me know.

[ voice ]
[Lies. But it's never a good idea to look too useful.]
[ voice ]
and mildly affronted at your sass, sir, but honestly—he's one to talk. ]
Wow, you sure live a hard life, don't you?
Seems like you've got ample opportunity to learn, just like the rest of us.
[ voice ]
[Line facing so much over here, unseen as it is]
Uh-huh. Learning. Is that the bright side?
[ voice ]
[ that's got a bit of humor to it—but dry humor. ]
Could be. If you're the type.
[ voice ]
[Sigh]
But guess it's not holding up its end of the deal on that one. Learning. Sure.
[ voice ]
You'll be fine. [ that's only slightly patronizing. ] It's not like you can't lock yourself away in a room if it all gets heavy, so at least you have a... an escape route. Of sorts. As much as there can be one of those in a giant metal cage.
[ voice ]
Right. We're in more trouble than I even want to think about if these are the bright sides.
[ voice ] THIS COULD BE THE BEGINNING OF A BEAUTIFUL IF SNARKY RELATIONSHIP
SNARKY IS THE NEW SEXY?
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Then get as far away from them as possible on this tin can.