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Dr. Carlisle Cullen ([personal profile] ofthefamily) wrote2009-08-26 09:20 pm

Carlisle-Alice.

Rough day in Milliways.

It has nothing to do with planning the baseball game.

Carlisle makes his way pretty quickly to his office, shutting the door with a light click behind him.
betagainstme: (beaten when we're down)

[personal profile] betagainstme 2009-08-27 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
Alice is waiting for him there. She's becoming more and more in tune with her family's goings in Milliways. She doesn't know what happened exactly, just that she saw a vision of this, them here, talking, and she noticed Jasper's reaction to the strong emotion that came with it.

She couldn't quite place the emotion now, as she leans against his desk, her hands holding her up, her eyes fixed on the overhead light.

"Qu'est-ce que c'est passé?"
betagainstme: (i can see)

[personal profile] betagainstme 2009-08-27 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
Alice raises her eyebrows. "My vision of this conversation tells me otherwise, Papa."
betagainstme: (life taught me to die)

[personal profile] betagainstme 2009-08-27 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
"And?" Alice says patiently, though her voice is tinged with something more. It's annoying, trying to drag this out of him and she can feel herself getting close to the moment where she'll know suddenly what the emotion was from her vision.


She's not sure she wants to. But she'd rather get it over with.
betagainstme: (can't take this anymore)

[personal profile] betagainstme 2009-08-27 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
If she gives him the time to think, she won't get to witness this fumbling around though :(

Alice finally shifts from her position on his desk, stepping to the side and looking out the window. Blinding anger. That's the emotion she saw. She doesn't even know what Castiel said to her father, but it doesn't matter.

It was enough to bother him so it was enough to piss her off.
betagainstme: (feeling low)

[personal profile] betagainstme 2009-08-27 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Jasper can handle it." Alice grits out. "I'll placate him later."

She turns from the window to stare at Carlisle. "What did he say to you? It doesn't...matter if others don't...think the way you do about faith, here."

The words stick in her throat. She's a rather devout...believer in nothing religious, but she appreciates...and finds so much comfort in Carlisle's beliefs.

"Just...what did he say?" Her voice is soft, sad.
betagainstme: (you've been here?)

[personal profile] betagainstme 2009-08-27 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"He knows nothing of you, of us." Alice steps forward, toward her father. "He has no right. I don't care who he is."
betagainstme: (can't take this anymore)

[personal profile] betagainstme 2009-08-27 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't care." Alice says, her voice breaking slightly. "He hurt you, and hurt us as a whole because of that."
betagainstme: (the pain within)

[personal profile] betagainstme 2009-08-27 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
She still looks like she might cry. "I understand, but still. Papa, he's...insulting you and our family and it's okay. You saved them. You saved me too, and...he had no right."
betagainstme: (pull myself back)

[personal profile] betagainstme 2009-08-27 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
She curls against him, her fingers tight in his shirt, her face crumpling at the memory.

Cold and alone and unloved and feeling as if she'd never have a family who loved her. Whoever turned her didn't care if she was scared, it seemed.

"For an angel of God," Alice whispers, "He far too judgmental. He cannot understand."

No one on the outside can.
betagainstme: (love taught me to lie)

[personal profile] betagainstme 2009-08-27 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"It is my duty as your daughter," She whispers softly.


He gave her a home, a family who cares. He showed her there was more to life than damnation, long before she ever actually met him. Checking on him, making sure he's okay, being every bit the dutiful daughter is the absolute least she can do.


"I love you, Papa."