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Aha, well clearly the Hearts feel like we're invading their space. To be real I want to look around first off before going back. Actually, can you get in this world and back in mine at will or not? he asked curiously, wondering if it was possible to come back if anything. Now, that'd be damn cool! Especially if he could go here when he was bored or whatever.

He couldn't help but step back slightly in surprise and blink as Marcus liked him. Huh? Do I? Dunno, maybe like something from my world or whatever. he said, wiping his cheek with his sleeve. Cheveyo continued to watch as Marcus called Salem down and disappeared. Well, this certainly was interesting to say the least...the girl with the guitar didn't really seem to agree. Basically, we're stuck in an invisible house with cute Cheshire cats which want to take us home and if we go outside we'll either get lost and starve, be decapitated, fried, sliced and so on by the Hearts or maybe end up as some pets and stuff like that. Is that hard to understand? Oh, and it seems the Cheshire thinks I got a good taste, which I'm not sure is a good thing or not. he explained, shrugging slightly. I advice sitting on a chair. You never know what can happen here otherwise. he said, extending his hand to her.

Cheveyo shrugged at Marcus's statement. May be cause she's female. After all, it's said they're 'sweeter' or whatever, thou it doesn't exactly refer to taste. he said, watching as the poor girl flushed red at the sudden 'lick attack'.

Probably, but a more gruesome and dangerous version in this case. he answered shrugging. If anything it was more darker than the original story. There, the girl had like no worries, but on the other hand they surely had quite a few since they came here, did they not? As for the Cheshire licking everyone, he had no idea. Maybe it was some strange habit or a way to make sure they weren't replaced by Hearts or who knows what. Yes, I'd like a tour. he answered, smiling at the Cheshire. My name's Cheveyo. Attor Nirav Cheveyo. And you are? he asked, turning his attention to the girl and again extending his hand to help her get up.

“You see, a dog growls when it’s angry,
and wags its tail when it’s pleased."

"Now I growl when I’m pleased, and wag
my tail when I’m angry. Therefore I’m mad!”
-Cheshire Cat

((She somehow developed a liking for being upside down... I don't remember deciding that...))

~Marcus~

Marcus turned to them and grinned. He sighed at Salem and said, "Expect curious looks." Marcus turned towards the door and opened it waiting for whomever was coming with to get out. After all, it was his house.

~Alyssa~

"You really made her mad didn't you." She said and giggled. She heard the Cheshire open the door and she looked at him. "We're supposed to leave now?"

Cheveyo couldn't help but smirk as the small kitty Salem in his hand started purring when she was scratched behind the ears and petted by him. Yep, she made quite a cute and adorable kitty, especially when she wasn't sulking cause of some stupid thing. Seems I need to expect purring more than curious looks. he said, chuckling slightly and following Marcus with the purring kitty Salem in his arms.

Well, it's not like we got anything better to do, so we might as well go. Cheveyo stated, going out the door as the girl also followed them. Seems like Salem was pretty pleased with her petting session. He had to wonder if she'd still be annoyed afterwards or not. Eh, who knew? As Marcus had said, she was mad. And from the looks of it both Cheshires thought he was just as mad as them. What a compliment huh?

Azrael growled out his response, “I said you couldn't gather people if you were dead... not that you were incapable of gathering useless souls.” He was more than annoyed that Elizabeth managed to kick his sword out of his hand, therefore his grip on his whip only tightened. He pulled up on it so it would squeeze her, in hopes that he would make her pass out before anything else could happen.

Azrael knew he will have to restrain her more properly before attempting to hail her towards the castle. He will have to use magic, magic that he doesn't possess. Perhaps a Hatter will have something useful. Hatters... damn he will never allow another to help him, but he was growing wary of all the hunting and lack of sleep. “The more you fight, the more Alice's I will chop into little pieces in front of you,” he said as a last resort. His hold on the whip still solid, he even yanked the whip one last time to compress her even more.