Kelly Harris

emma-wynters:

Primarily ballet. Hence the pointe shoes.

I took ballet classes when I was little.

It didn’t work out.

emma-wynters:

Yes, I do dance.

What genres? 

emma-wynters:

I really wish I could get a pair of pointe shoes somewhere around here.

So you dance, I assume? How lovely.

madasahatterdavid:

It always makes sense in the end, however. How should it be terrifying?

madasahatterdavid:

Crazy can be stupid.

madasahatterdavid:

People do crazy things because of the heart. I myself have done a few things odd because of love.

What I did was more stupid than anything.

madasahatterdavid:

And what did you do?

I killed my friend because of a guy I thought I loved.. but I don’t even love him. That doesn’t make sense to me.

madasahatterdavid:

Well nothing makes sense until you look back at it.

It still doesn’t make sense, though. What I did.. more nonsensical than this entire place, most likely.

madasahatterdavid:

Oh, Kelly. I never make sense. Kaflaka. See making sense is for the ordinary folk. Wonderland doesn’t make sense so you shouldn’t make sense.

Oh. Okay. I don’t make sense much. Or, I didn’t when I was alive, anyway.

madasahatterdavid:

You just talk then. If it does not matter what you talk about, then anything works. For example, salazza. It doesn’t matter what to say because there’s nothing really being talked about.

Oh. I guess that makes sense in a way that doesn’t make sense. Sassafras.

madasahatterdavid:

Then you don’t need to know what to talk about, do you?

I guess you make a point there, but how will I know what to say?

madasahatterdavid:

Does it really matter what we talk about?

Not particularly, I don’t guess.

madasahatterdavid:

You don’t seem to talk a lot. Has the cat got your tongue?

What? I just.. I don’t know what to talk about.

madasahatterdavid:

Nice? I suppose it is kind of me to grace others with my presence.

Indeed.

madasahatterdavid:

Unfortunately it is not. Hello there. I’m David, but you can call me Hatter… though my personal favorite is definitely the mad Hatter. Now… who are you?

My name is Kelly. I don’t care what people call me, so I guess Kelly is fine. It’s, um, nice to meet you?

angeline-whitehead:

It’s right outside the woods, with the rest of the Snatcher’s cabins. 

Oh. Okay. Rad.

madasahatterdavid:

It appears there are new faces in Wonderland. I am terribly sorry that you thought Death was the end.

If only it had been.

angeline-whitehead:

You could always come over to my cabin for… Honestly I have no idea, but I am just offering my company. 

That doesn’t sound too incredibly awful. Where’s um, your cabin?

This is nearing the point I may actually go looking for trouble.