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Video: On lost muchness & hats

[Shortly after his arrival, and orentation of sorts, Tarrant will quite simply get started the best way he knows how. The feed begins with the hatter standing in some odd place, and alley off somewhere looking around.]

Oh my, I knew that losing your muchness meant that you were muchier. But to go completely gray is quite mad. I should think that one would want to look their best even without their muchness. Though with such dull colors I should very much like to hat them with something more colorful.

And I should much like to have a hand at my trade again. I'll need my things should I be expected to hat so many people though. Tools, a pincushion, a measuring tape, thimbles of course, thread and needle, needle and thread, cloth, pins, cloth pins, scissors, mannequins, a tolliker, curling shakles, a hat guage and lettering machine of course. We'll need to hurry though, you see I simply mustn't keep Alice waiting very long. She's terribly busy you know know that the frabjous day is finally upon us.

Well, then, Shall it be a bonnet or a boater? Or something for the boduoir? Cloche, dunce hat, death cap, coif, snood, barboosh, pugree, yarmulke, cockle-hat, porkpie, tam-o'-shanter, billycock, bicorn, tricorn, bandeau, bongrace, fan-tail, nightcap, garibaldi, fez...

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... A ribbon? What ribbon? I can look.

[Oh, know, she's so stubborn.]

[The hatters holds it up, along with a few others which he was in the midst of acquiring since he needed quite a bit if he was going to make enough hats.]

I was on the way to Heimdall, but wound up here. Does Alice know where it is?

I know where that is.

Good, then one of us knows where I am, now we should hurry. We must get to a clean cup and tea before it gets cold.

[Never change, Hatter, never change. No matter what universe you come from.]

I shall, but you better save me a cup.

[So help her, she'll hurt you.]

I'm coming.

It seems like Alice is always coming or going, all while we wait. Though I'm certain you'll be able to find me.

[Well now to find a table, and chairs, and a cup. Luckily the teapot he already has, as well as the tea.]

[She gives a sigh.]

I've been here for quite some time, Hatter, I can find it.

Then I'll find the tea.

I'm coming and due stay in one spot, Hatter.

[She says this like she doesn't seem to be thrilled, but words can't describe how excited Alice is.]

Of course.

[She'll be a hop, jump, and a skip away, hopefully!]

[The hatter will have managed to assemble a table from various things and of course has found tea for the teapot that he already was carrying, the only thing missing was Alice. And water, water would have probably been helpful.]

[She's ran down here as fast as she could. By the time Alice has gotten there, she's almost out of breath, huffing as she does. Hopefully, he's not as keen with time as the Hatter she knows. Yet a Hatter is still a Hatter.]

Ah!

[A fluff of petticoats ten minutes later, Alice nearly skids to a stop, dropping her hands to her knees to catch her breath.]

Here I am!

Alice there you are, I've been waiting.

[Of course, A hatter is nothing if not one that is quite out of touch with being in touch with time. Standing up he pulls over a rather curious looking chair taken from another one of the shops while a woman gives them a rather dubious stare.]

It looks like you could use something to drink.

Of course I do.

[She mutters, mostly to herself. Alice finally gets a chance to settle herself on a chair.

Of course, she does it after fluffing out her skirts. It feels good to sit down after sprinting down all the way to Heimdall district. She finally is able to catch her breath.]

It feels half-empty, but this will do.

[As long as there are no eyepots or insane children. It feels... surreal.]

Yes well I poured a cup while I was waiting, and there wasn't any jam to be had. Which of course means that we simply couldn't have any cake unless you were to find some mustard for the sandwiches.

[Not that there was anything other than the tea pot and set of cups with saucers on the table.]

Tell me Alice, have you any idea where we are?

[It could be worse -- much worse. It feels surreal for a moment not to be in a position where she's threatened or being pushed down to the next seat because the cup is solid. A good different? Then again, different denotes neither bad or good. She's taken aback for a moment, swallowing a sudden a lump in her throat. She feels at ease yet a little saddened. It's not the same and it'll never be the same. Sometimes it's hard for her to accept that.]

We can have that another time, I promise.

[Any Hatter is a friend of hers as far as she's concerned.]

Why, we're in Asgard, of course. Is this where you're assigned to, Hatter? Heimdall?

[Fear not, it might be possible to be shoved down to another seat but it just might be as difficult to get that tea as you recall. Even if the hatter might just happen to be filling the cup in front of her for the moment.]

Yes, I was this is where I was supposed to come and here I am. Though I should think there's somewhere else for me to work.

[Thankfully, for him, she's a little too distracted to even think about it at what he says in response to her. Funny, the Hatter who had drowned in tea and had to be put back together would fit well into Loki, she can see it now. As always, her mind seems to wander off in her imagination. She has to pull her head out of the clouds, as always, resting her head into her hands.

Yes, yes, elbows on the table is very rude, she knows.]

You would be surprised how strange, yet accommodating this place can be at times. If you're concerned about it, I suppose this one time I could help you.

[And at that the Hatter tips the saucer spilling Alice's tea cup over and flipping it just about the plate. . . and into his own cup of course since it would be a tragedy to waste even a drop of tea.]

The we shall have to get started at once. As soon as we've finished our tea. But what is it that Alice is going to do?

[Thankfully, Alice doesn't have a temper today.

She springs up to help him, only to watch that tea end up in his cup. Of course. If it wasn't Dormy intoxicated with treacle or the March Hare interjecting, this happened. All is forgiven! Alice remains gentle, but firm.]

You don't suppose it may be better for you if you were to settle in first?

[Although if Jack Skelleington could get a job in Hel's carnival, anything's possible. Alice will just be over-protective in her own way of anyone that hails from Wonderland.]

Or more importantly, Hatter, what do you recall last?

We simply must get to the hat making though, I was put here for my trade after all. [Well his dedication to his trade and being seemingly engulfed in his responsibilities and duties as a hatter.]

Ah yes well I had just gotten a few things when I decided I would see about what hat I had to make, since the hat would depend on what I got so I had to figure out what hat while getting what I needed for the hat that was wanted when I asked.

They were rather indecisive about it. And you see since Alice had already been presented as the queen's champion and was to face the Jabberwock I'm in quite a hurry, but then I found Alice here, and then Alice called while I was waiting on Alice. Though Alice isn't quite like Alice though Alice is certainly Alice since I would know Alice anywhere.

[Hands move back and forth back and forth, until he loses his thoughts there at the end looking a bit confused.]

Well, I know what you mean by... [She strains, making a face. Oh, god, what if there was another version of her that came to Asgard? Her head may implode.]

Her not being me. Even if you're not the Hatter I saw, you are still Hatter.

[And she'll be grateful to have him here, despite the fact he's making her a little confused. Alice has to choose her words carefully. But the queen? Which one? Surely that wasn't the red queen?]

Why the Jabberwocky? Was it not already slain before? How many more times must that obnoxious monster show itself?

Just once more. For Alice has the vorpal blade, and it's the frabjous day, it shall go snickersnack and with it's head she'll . . . she'll. . . [The hatter seemed to have lost himself for a moment the words just before coming through much darker much more broken than before. After a moment of spacing out though he resumes.]

The white queen shall wear the crown again, and the Jabberwock will be gone. And it will all be thanks to Alice. Of course then we'll all sit down and have a frabjous time.

The white queen is alive?

[Oh, if only; as memory served right her head displayed in the red queen's hall. She notices his demeanor change in an instant. Any being of Wonderland in Asgard is going to be protected, for they are dear and important to this Alice. She frowns.]

Oh, Hatter...

[No, don't frown. Alice attempts to cheer him up the best way she can.]

Everything will be all right. It may be a different Alice, but she will do what it's right. If I can do the same with my vorpal blade, why can't she?

[Alice even pulls out her own vorpal blade, displaying it. Technically, it's not supposed to exist in Asgard, but here it is.]

It's a good blade, you know, it's always sharp and keen, it will never dull.

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