As Alice is helped to her feet by Heart, she attempts to move her left. She immediately regrets it, and gives a minor cry of pain that she bites back as much as she can. Yes, there was most definitely something broken, there.
She bites her lip, and gazes at Cure Diamond as she speaks. Tears well again in her eyes, and she's unable to control it in the slightest as they start flowing down her cheeks like a dam bursting open. The pain in her arm was nothing compared to what her heart was feeling, a mixture of happiness and that bitter, awful self-loathing of knowing what she had done to this person.
All of the creatures teeming around them just waiting to tear them apart don't matter, not in that moment. What she wants to do is step forward and hug her, say how sorry she is, beg for a forgiveness she knows in her heart she doesn't even have to ask for. Instead she feels as frozen as the undead Diamond had left in her path, one foot trembling as if trying to will itself forward, but it goes nowhere. Any attempt at saying anything right then is caught in her throat, coming out instead as a choking sob.
She feels a small, furry presence at that trembling foot, as Lance gazes up at them. "Raquel! Cure Diamond!" he exclaims happily, and then tilts his head in a quizzical manner, bringing a paw up to his face. "What happened to your ice...?"
Only at that Alice notices, through her blurry vision, what that means. The black ice.
Suddenly, that self-loathing rears its head with a vengeance. She remembers her own wavering power, both then and now. She thinks of how Rikka must have been feeling since she was attacked all that time ago... was it days? Weeks, now?
Either way, she once again finds herself in a situation where she thinks she might understand what Rikka is feeling. Knowing their actions are the cause of it only makes those feelings all the more harsher.
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She bites her lip, and gazes at Cure Diamond as she speaks. Tears well again in her eyes, and she's unable to control it in the slightest as they start flowing down her cheeks like a dam bursting open. The pain in her arm was nothing compared to what her heart was feeling, a mixture of happiness and that bitter, awful self-loathing of knowing what she had done to this person.
All of the creatures teeming around them just waiting to tear them apart don't matter, not in that moment. What she wants to do is step forward and hug her, say how sorry she is, beg for a forgiveness she knows in her heart she doesn't even have to ask for. Instead she feels as frozen as the undead Diamond had left in her path, one foot trembling as if trying to will itself forward, but it goes nowhere. Any attempt at saying anything right then is caught in her throat, coming out instead as a choking sob.
She feels a small, furry presence at that trembling foot, as Lance gazes up at them. "Raquel! Cure Diamond!" he exclaims happily, and then tilts his head in a quizzical manner, bringing a paw up to his face. "What happened to your ice...?"
Only at that Alice notices, through her blurry vision, what that means. The black ice.
Suddenly, that self-loathing rears its head with a vengeance. She remembers her own wavering power, both then and now. She thinks of how Rikka must have been feeling since she was attacked all that time ago... was it days? Weeks, now?
Either way, she once again finds herself in a situation where she thinks she might understand what Rikka is feeling. Knowing their actions are the cause of it only makes those feelings all the more harsher.