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Alice Cullen entered Milliways with a knowing smile. Futures shifted when she chose this door (the door to a closet in their hallway) and she knew she'd be here.

And on her own this time! She'd only ever come with Edward but hey! What's the worst that could happen? After all, she's a Cullen and she's brave. She survived so very long on her own.

Bravery, however, doesn't cover the awkwardness of ordering a glass of blood from Bar. Luckily, it comes in a plastic cup that isn't clear. She'd not want to subject the rest of the bar to that.

[tiny tag: alice cullen. tags may be slow; at work and then stressing out about school, room cleaning and laundry washing D:]

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Alice's powers have nothing to do with feeling emotions unless they have to do with the future...or her husband. She can read Jasper's emotions as well as her own.

She reaches out, gracefully, to pat Jenny on the shoulder. "I'm sorry."

"Why?"

That had to be something that still confused her, when people apologised for doing nothing wrong.

"War is ever-changing. You're never the same after the next war." Alice shrugs. "My husband...he has seen a few wars. They him quiet."

She tilts her head at Jenny. "I think you'll be okay."

"What about Jay?"

The question leaves Jenny's lips before she realises that she even asks it. She blinks a few times but doesn't look embarrassed. Alice can see parts of the future, right? That makes it a valid question.

"I...I don't know." Alice blinks, her voice soft. "My visions are subjective."

Her face fell visibly despite the smile Jenny attempted to flash in Alice's direction. Edward had said that too, didn't he?

She sat down in a bar stool, glancing at the glass of blood and quickly ordering a cup of water for himself. Everyone was going to die while she still lived. And Jenny no longer had any idea where she stood with Edward and his immortal family anymore.

Alice moves the cup away from Jenny, cradling it between her hands, watching the other girl. "I'm sorry."

She shouldn't feel sorry, Alice frowns, it's not her fault. Yet...it just seems like the right thing to say.

It's a confusing thing to say. Jenny frowns as well, glancing up at Alice.

"Why?"

"I don't like it when I can't give definitive answers. It's...really very annoying." Alice sighs.

"I think... I think I could understand that. Like being stuck in one place for too long," Jenny decided. "Or when Edward's being a prat."

Alice smiles, wide and sharp. "When is he not?"

"When he's... well, when he's not," Jenny answers, returning the smile with his own. "Edward's a brilliant brother when he's not being a prat. You're lucky. You're really lucky."

It makes her miss her not!brother quite a lot.

"He's a good guy." Alice concedes, fiddling with her short hair. "All of them are."

She looks at the door with longing. She so wishes Jasper could be here with her.

"I still think Jenny Cullen sounds nice," she whispers quietly, almost inaudible to any human near. But she knows Alice can hear. Yet, she doesn't seem embarrassed. It's been a while since her hunt for a surname. Maybe she should continue it.

"A family that won't die on you - ever. Except for Dad - if I ever find him again - mine's going to. Jay is and Teddy and Donna and Teja's already dead and I'm just going to outlive all of them."

"Just because we're immortal doesn't mean we'll not die." Alice says, shaking her head. She's not sure what to think about Jenny's want for the Cullen last name, though it would be hypocritical to be annoyed.

She herself so wanted to be a part of their family too.

"It means you'll live forever and ever baring no accidents. Like a Time Lord."

"No, not like a Time Lord." Alice crosses her arms. "You are alive, you can have children, make your own family, wander everywhere without fear of someone finding out what you are."

Alice sighs unnecessarily. "I'm not denying you your existence, nor am I saying mine is worse. But I just want you to cherish yours for what it is."

Alice wasn't understanding. Edward got it. Edward got it entirely. But she and Edward were so alike: two soldiers not meant to live the lives they were given.

Jenny crossed her arms, too, staring at Alice. "Dad and I are the last of our kind. There isn't ever going to be anyone for me to mate with and... and Time Lords aren't..."

The Oncoming Storm. The Lonely God.

"We're not normal. Not like humans and Ood and Peladonians. The rest of the universe doesn't understand. Some people fear Dad. And others respect him on a level that I... I don't understand."

Edited 2008-11-27 01:21 (UTC)

"I never said you were normal." Alice says calmly, her expression blank. "No one interesting is ever normal."

She shrugs, carefully. "You just...have to live your life as best to your abilities. Don't get hung up on death. It happens. Even to us."

"I know that," Jenny responds, a tad frustrated.

She misses Edward. She misses debating with Edward like this.

"I've died, too. But we regenerate. Gallifreyans regenerate. And I still hate that. It contradicts everything I was born knowing."

Arguing isn't Alice's favourite thing. She leaves that up to Edward.

"You were...born a soldier yes? This age?" Switching the subject is more fun. Yay background knowledge tiiime.

A nod.

"I think I look between seventeen to twenty for a standard human. That was the age range the machine produced; more efficient to have generations of fully grown soldiers than to use biological," said with a disgusted noise wrinkle, "means and wait."

"Interesting." Alice says very quietly. "Will you age?"

"Very, very slowly. According to Rassilon, his Legacy of biogenic molecules within our cells work ceaselessly to repair and prune damaged and malformed cells. It'll take hundreds of years for me to look like an adult human."

"Huh." Alice barely hides a smile. "I'm sure my father would find you fascinating."