forum We're All a Little Mad // OxO // Closed

Started November 01, 2019 by @ElderGod-Icefire

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"Are you sure?" Aliana asked again. She thought she remembered him saying something dangerous earlier, but it could have been her imagination.

Hatta shrugged. "I don't know for sure. Last time…it varies." he sighed. "I guess we'll see."

"I guess we will," Aliana shrugged. She had so many questions but would keep them to herself.

Hatta sighed quietly as they walked, paying attention to make sure they weren't going in circles again.

Aliana kept her hand on the wall loving the feeling of the smooth stone beneath her fingertips. She made a tiny yelp when the stone suddenly got rough and jagged when they turned a corner and she pulled her hand off the wall.

Hatta frowned. "What's wrong?" he asked, looking at her carefully. "Are you alright?"

Aliana looked down at her hand. She could see the blood slightly oozing out of the small cuts now made along it. She clenched her hand into a fist wincing at the slight pain. She forced a little smile on her facce, "I'm fine. Just wasn't expecting the wall to turn rough."

Hatta frowned a little, and carefully touched the wall. "Hm." he replied. "Don't touch it anymore."

"I won't," Aliana said still holding her now injured hand, she could wrap it up later. For now they should keep going.

Hatta nodded a little, frowning slightly. "Alright. Good." he replied. He took a deep breath, and continued walking.

Aliana continued after him letting the smile drop and released her hand. The whole thing now had a light coating of blood on it. It would be fine, she would be fine.

Hatta sighed softly, and kept walking. They didn't seem to be going in circles anymore, but he wasn't sure if that was a good thing.

Aliana checked on her hand ever so often making sure it wasn't getting too bloody. She was glad they weren't going a circle anymore.

Hatta let out a breath as he led her through the maze. Occasionally, they ran into dead ends and had to turn around.

Aliana let out a yawn as she felt her body getting more tired. They had been walking all day and she was tired. Ali looked up to the sky and saw it was getting darker turner the vibrant shades she was accustomed to as a night in Wonderland. She looked at her hand seeing that the blood had dried and was sticky on her hand. It was going to be a pain to clean and wrap, "Hatta? Can we stop soon?"

(gtg to bed soon)

Hatta looked at her. "Hm? Yeah, sure. We just need to find a good spot to set up the tents." he agreed.

(K)

Aliana let out another yawn. The space coming up seemed big enough to fit a tent. She wasn't thinking as she used her bloody hand to gesture to the clearing ahead, "Can't we just set up over there?"

Hatta blinked at the blood on her hand. "Uhm. Is that from the wall?" he asked, gesturing at her hand.

Aliana pulled her hand back towards her chest realizing her mistake, "Maybe?"

"Aliana…" Hatta trailed off. He reached for her hand. "Let me see it. We need to take care of that."

"It's fine," Aliana brushed it off though gingerly gave Hatta her hand, "I was going to take care of it eventually."

Hatta took his hat off, and reached inside. He pulled out a bandage and a water bottle, and carefully poured water on her hand to wash the blood away.

Aliana winced as the water poured over her hand. She was expecting that much, but not so soon.

Hatta gently cleaned the wound off, frowning a little.

Aliana winced ever so often she probably should have taken care of it sooner. She whispered, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay. Not your fault." Hatta replied with a slight shrug.

"No, it is," Aliana was still quiet her mind spinning it so it was all her fault, "I chose to run my hand along the wall. I'm the one that didn't tell it was hurt when you first asked. it's all my fault."

Hatta shrugged. "Eh. Don't apologize for things so much. It really isn't your fault."

Aliana felt the need to counter him. To tell him it was her fault. That her family sent her becuase they (and herself) blamed Aliana for the return of the Jabberwock. She stayed silent though admitting her defeat in this argument. She was at fault and it would take a lot of convincing to make her think otherwise.

Hatta took a deep breath. He bandaged up her hand gently.