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Après avoir vu le corps, l'esprit d'Alice était complètement vide. Elle n'a même pas remarqué Gerard lui offrir un coup de main. Les larmes s'étirent sur les joues alors qu'elle regardait, sans lien avec rien en particulier. C'était comme si le temps restait immobile... elle a même oublié de respirer. Son cœur s'est arrêté de battre? Non, pas du tout. Ça n'aurait pas pu. C'était si dur qu'elle craignait qu'il saute de sa poitrine. C'était la seule chose qui signifiait n'importe quel signe de vie en ce moment.
Alice sort lentement de son état gelé avec ses mains tremblantes. Une fois que la première vague de choc s'est évanouie, le corps entier d'Alice s'est secoué alors qu'elle s'était serrée dans un effort pour rester tremblante. Quand elle a finalement pris un souffle, il est venu dans des bouches peu profondes et rapides. Elle n'était pas encore hyperventilante, mais elle y était presque. Elle respirait beaucoup trop vite pour remplir ses poumons de façon adéquate, provoquant des gaz peu profonds et un manque supplémentaire d'oxygène.
Je dois partir d'ici.
Alice s'est brouillée les pieds et a commencé à courir avant même qu'elle ne se lève complètement. Presque trébuchant sur ses propres pieds, Alice sprinta aussi vite qu'elle le pouvait loin de l'école. Elle n'a pas remarqué la brûlure de ses muscles ou de ses poumons pendant qu'elle courait aussi vite et aussi fort qu'elle le pouvait. Alice n'a jamais été une fan de courir, souvent fatiguée trop facilement pour essayer. Mais cette fois, elle s'est sentie assez excitée par l'adrénaline nerveuse pour avoir l'impression de s'enfuir loin de Vérone, loin de tout dans cette ville.
Oh comment elle aurait voulu qu'elle le puisse.
Laissez tous les démons passés et actuels de cette ville, fuyez tout ce qui s'est passé, tout ce qu'elle a fait...
La vie n'était pas si gentille.
Alice s'est retrouvée dans son lieu sûr, son jardin dans le jardin. Des fleurs. Des plantes. C'était sa vie, sa passion. Et ils avaient l'habitude de prendre une vie...
Des fleurs. Des Vins. Il y avait quelque chose qui n'allait pas.
Qu'est-ce que c'était déjà?
Dans son immense concentration, les plantes qui l'entouraient reflétaient ses pensées et plus elle tentait de les visualiser, plus le mal de tête terne dans sa tête s'épanouit. Elle s'est serré les yeux, amenant le bout des doigts à ses temples pour ajouter de la pression.
Avec une bouffée, elle a ouvert les yeux quand la douleur a atteint son apogée. Il a commencé à s'effacer, laissant une fois de plus, seulement un mal ennuyeux. Reprenant son souffle qu'elle ne savait pas qu'elle tenait, elle fixa dans l'étonnement la même fleur et les mêmes vignes que Rachel Lewis entrelacait devant elle.
Alors qu'elle approchait de la vigne, elle courbée vers sa main, l'invitant à l'examiner. Elle s'émerveilla un moment de la façon dont la vigne s'enlisa dans le bras avant de se tourner pour l'examiner. Elle l'a regardé dans l'énigme, incapable de l'identifier.
Elle traîna lentement les doigts sur la vigne, la fixant d'une manière analytique. Après quelques minutes, la seule conclusion à laquelle elle a pu arriver était celle-ci: Cette vigne n'était pas originaire de Vérone. Ou n'importe où près de cette région des États-Unis. Ça n'aurait pas pu naître naturellement.
Alice tourna son attention vers les fleurs bleues qu'elle avait germées. Ça, elle pourrait identifier : une violette bleue.
Mort, renaissance. Fidèle, vigilance. Je vous rappelle.
Elle a jeté sa tête dans un rire hystérique, en riant jusqu'à ce que des larmes viennent à ses yeux. Ça se passait, encore une fois. Une fois de plus, les gens seraient enfermés dans leurs maisons dans la terreur, il y aurait un couvre-feu strict, et un par un... les gens mourront.
Une fois que l'hystérie initiale s'est évanouie, Alice a été réduite en sanglots silencieux. Elle s'est couchée sur l'herbe, se fronçant en elle-même.
Les fleurs et les vignes avaient creusé leur chemin dans le sol quand elle a commencé à sangloter. C'était presque comme s'ils n'avaient jamais existé. Il n'y avait plus aucune trace.
“The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all.”
-Mulan, Walt DisneyT H E B A S I C S
|Name|
Alice Leticia Malone
|Nickname|
Although she doesn't really get called many nicknames, she has been called Ali or Letty in the past.
|Birth Date|
September 2nd, 1998
|Age|
17
|Gender|
Female
|Sexuality|
Heterosexual


"Don't you look lovely today?"
I N T H E M I R R O R
|In Depth Appearance|
If there was a real-life Disney princess, it would definitely be Alice.
Have you seen the way her hair never flies into her face, unlike the rest of us mortals? Seriously, even if the wind is blowing at 500 miles per hour, her long hair is like Pocahontas, singing "Colors of the Wind." She prides herself on her dark, wavy hair and spends a moderate amount of time styling (and flattening out the occasional cowlick) her hair. She usually lets her long hair hang down freely--she doesn't do fancy hairstyles very often. They're reserved for special occasions.
The Disney Princess that she's most often compared to is Snow White, due to the sharp contrast of her dark hair and her pale skin. Alice has a very delicate complexion and is one of the people who is unable to tan; she only burns. She spends a lot of time outside, tending to her gardens but she always makes sure that she applies ample amounts of sunscreen.
Her gentle hazel eyes are complemented by a thick set of eyebrows. She used to be quite self-conscious about them, and they were often the subject of bullying at school when she was younger. She has grown to appreciate them a little bit more in recent years. Despite wanting to thin them out, her mother encouraged her to embrace them because they were different--and that's what made her beautiful. She's stuck with them, and she finds that she likes them a lot better now... But it's still a tender subject for her. Don't point them out, please.
Alice's standard style of clothing is rather feminine. She holds great pride in her sense of fashion and enjoys coordinating outfits the night before. She owns a variety of casual dresses, skirts, pants, and tops in all different colors. Layering is her favorite fashion technique, and she owns a lot of cardigans and tank tops and such for this purpose. Oh, she's also perfected the art of walking and running in heels.
|Scars, Tattoos, Piercings|
She has both of her ear lobes pierced, but no tattoos or scars.


"Your smile is as radiant as a sunflower's, if I may be bold to say."G E T T I N G T O K N OW M E
|Likes & Dislikes|
✔Flowers
✔Tea
✔Dancing
✔Baking
✔Cleanliness
✔Animals--specifically songbirds
✔Music
✘People who don't care about the environment
✘Darkness
✘Fire
✘Pesticide
✘Spicy food
✘Messiness
✘Needles
|Hobbies|
Caring for plants
Ballet dancing
Baking
Piano
Violin
|Habits|
Plays with her hair
Readjusts clothing
Micromanages and organizes
|Fears|
☠Death
☠Darkness
☠Isolation


"Everything is so pretty~"
D E L V I N G D E E P E R
|Personality|
♦ Sweet ♦ Dainty ♦ Gentle ♦ Kind ♦
Alice is sugar, spice and everything nice.
She's bright, cheerful, and has a sparkle in her eyes. She's extremely lively and energetic and when she smiles, it's like the sun peeking out from behind the clouds. She's so sweet and innocent, there's just something about seeing her laugh that's infectious. She's one of the kindest individuals you'll ever meet; she's so empathetic and is the type of person to cry when another person does.
Alice is quite shy, and has a tendency to be reserved around people she doesn't know. She speaks in a rather formal form of speech when she's not comfortable with someone--fortunately, living in such a small town it's not very often that she doesn't know someone. When she doesn't feel comfortable around people though, she clams up and becomes very quiet. She does have a 'spice' aspect to her though. You'd never guess it, but she has a snappy side to her as well. Alice on occasion drops devastating one-liners with a perfectly proper smile on her face.
Despite being extremely smart, Alice is a little out of it most of the time. Subtle hinting often goes over her head, and it's not uncommon for her to have to ask what's going on because she was spacing out. She also has her "duh-moments" in which she says something extremely dumb. She's just a little spacey.
|History|
Alice grew up in one of the more wealthier families in town.
She's an only child who grew up rather lonely because she was painfully shy when she was younger. She spent most of her time at home, playing in the garden and taking care of the various plants and flowers. Alice longed to have a friend, but was too scared to go up to someone and ask to go play. Being worried about their lonely daughter, Mr and Mrs Malone enrolled her in various music classes including piano, violin and choir. Being part of the after-school orchestra at school finally got her out of her shell and allowed her to gain the social skills necessary to find and make friends.
Finally, by the time she hit middle school she was living the life that she always wanted--surrounded by friends and family. By the time she made the transition into high school it was expected that she would continue living her comfortable life.
And she did!
She wasn't aware of the changes that were about to occur though, and has no idea what effect it'll have on her ideal life.
|Family|
The Malones live in a house in a better-off part of the residential area. There's flowers and plants in front of the house, and an even more expansive garden in the backyard, tended by Alice herself.
Mother - Christine Malone
Christine Malone is the lead anchor for the local news. As a result, she's a minor celebrity in Verona. She's always busy with her job, and as a result was rather absent from her family, but she does her best to come home early or leave notes for her husband and daughter when she can't see them.
Father - Kyle Malone
Kyle Malone runs a law firm in Verona and is a well-respected man around these parts. Despite his serious demeanor during his job, he's pretty silly when he's at home or hanging out with his friends. He dotes upon and spoils his wife and daughter.
Dog - Mocha
Mocha is a three month old corgi that Alice owns. He's energetic and loves to cuddle, often greeting Alice by running up to her when she returns home. He loves to yap and play.
Cat - Calliope
Called Calli for short, she's also a 3 month old kitten. She's very sweet and loves attention, often mewing when she feels neglected. Mocha and Calli get along adorably, often seen cuddling together.

|Theme Song|
All Grown Up – Bare
"Life is short and life is strange
Trouble now and troubled past
Times have changed they rearrange
And little girls grow up so fast
Feel it how it grows inside me
Swirling ball of anguished cries
Haunted daunted so unwanted
Feel its anger in me rise
Dream a dream then dash another
Life is there to interrupt
Someone out there call my mother
Look at me mom all grown up
Story ends in total damage
It's an unforgiving world
17 how will I manage
How can I
I'm just a girl"


"Life is so fleeting... Is that what makes it so precious?"
M Y S U P E R P O W E R
|Power|
Plant Manipulation
|Power Description|
Alice can create, manipulate and shape various plants and plant parts.
|Abilities|
Alice loves plants and flowers. It's very appropriate that she was gifted with this ability.
She can grow almost any plant in existence, as long as she has knowledge of them. She can even have them bear fruit and seeds if she so wishes. As of right now she's limited to small plants and flowers, such as a short string of vine, some small flowers and herbs. She can also revive withering plants or cause healthy plants to wither away.
She can also manipulate already existing plants to sprout more flowers, or to take a certain shape, or bear more fruit, etc. She can also move them around in any way she wishes. She can speed up growth or death, or slow them as well.
|Drawbacks/Weaknesses|
While she can make some plants sprout from her hand or other places without soil, this is very limited. She can't make plants grow in environments that doesn't allow plant growth.
As of right now, she can't make plants grow in mass quantities, only able to focus on a few. Surely this power will grow in it's potency, but trying to make multiple plants or have them grow too big and too fast (like a large tree) will tire her out extremely.
If there's high levels in radiation somewhere, that's detrimental to the plants, therefore detrimental to Alice as well.


"I'm sorry, could you repeat that?"