Hel
Daughter of Loki
Anya laughed at the dog that appeared, especially after Ward's apprehension at first. "It's like Clifford!" She said, happily, watching as the dog sniffed the others, then moving closer to try and pet it. She had wondered how following the signs made sense in a world where nothing made sense, but then she shrugged and decided that Ward clearly knew the place better than she did. She was struck with a curious thought as she stroked the dog.. She wondered how the stories had made their way from the other world to this one, had the writers actually come here themselves some how? Or did they just mentally tap into it? She supposed it could always be the case that their stories actually created this world, too. If that last on was true, did that mean that all of this was happening to her because someone back in the human world was writing about her? She shook the thought off and figured that the nonsensical nature of Wonderland was already seeping into her thoughts.
"You know who would've liked it here? Banba, Banba would have liked it here." She mused aloud, distracting herself from her previous thoughts.
Alexander, meanwhile, kept watch out for anything suspicious. He did not trust this world, and knew nothing of it. It made him nervous, at least in Oz he felt like he had a basic grasp of the situation. Even with Wards explanation, however, he found himself more confused than before. This woman commands a pack of cards? How terrifying could her army be if they are all cards?
"You know who would've liked it here? Banba, Banba would have liked it here." She mused aloud, distracting herself from her previous thoughts.
Alexander, meanwhile, kept watch out for anything suspicious. He did not trust this world, and knew nothing of it. It made him nervous, at least in Oz he felt like he had a basic grasp of the situation. Even with Wards explanation, however, he found himself more confused than before. This woman commands a pack of cards? How terrifying could her army be if they are all cards?