Heya!

(Hey Minute! I hope you feel better all soon!)
Alice was sitting in her room, sharpening her knife vigorously and staring out the window. She was still furious about letting that man take Edward away. This was the only thing that was keeping her stress away.

While Alice was sharpening her knife, she put pressure on it too hard, and the blade broke. She stared at the broken piece, then sighed, throwing it with the rest of the broken blades. She went to grab another knife, but she had broken all of them. She sighed, knowing that she was know defenseless and began to walk to the main deck, hoping that something up there would take her mind off of all of this.

Alice glared at Christian, but soon took her aways away from him. "I'm fine." She replied in a strict, monotone voice. She then rested her elbows on the railings of the boat and looked out at the sea.

"Really?" She asked sarcastically looking back at him. "I never knew." She paused for a moment before asking in a more serious tone, "What's your guess, then, 'Mr. Detective?'"

She looked back at him with a shocked face, but quickly turned her head away from him. She didn't say anything, but rage filled her entire body. Her shoulders were shaking and she clenched her hands into tight fists in front of her. Why did he have to bring it up? The point of coming up here was to get that incident off of her mind, not remind her of it.

Alice swiped the thing away from Alice, not even bothering to look at it.

(I mean "From Mickey", Not Alice XD)

Alice stayed quiet. Like that information mattered to her. If she were with the rest of her assassins team, they would've had this all done by now. But she chose this path, and that meant waiting for someone else to do the job for her. She hated having to wait, and even though she didn't know Edward that well, it still felt gut wrenching that she let him go. She tried to stay calm, though, and took in a deep breath, and looked back at him. "That's great news." She said with her monotone voice.

Alice looked back to where he had ran off, extending her hand for him to come back, but soon brought it back to the railing and sighed. "I just push people away, huh?" She murmured to herself. She then remembered the paper that Mickey gave to her, and looked at the hand where she held it. It was all crumpled up from her anger. She sighed again, and flattened it out so she could read it.

Tears streamed down Alice's face as she kept looking at the drawing. She wiped some of them off of her face while others fell into the depths of the sea. She folds the paper and places it into one of her pockets. When she heard the woman's voice, she rushed towards the radio. She didn't want anyone to disappear from underneath her like Edward. "Hello." She said to the woman through the radio, "Are you okay?"

"We'll be able to help you, I promise." Alice said, not knowing is she could keep her promise. "Do you know where you are? Some clues of your location?"

"Thank you M'am we'll get to you right awa-" Before she could finish her sentence, the name Edward ringed in her head. Edward. Edward. Edward! Edward!!! EDWARD!!!!! The man she let slip from her fingertips and now someone was now facing the same fate. She began to hyperventilate as the memories flashed in her eyes like Vietnam flashbacks.

Alice looked down at the computer, her breaths shortening and her whole world spinning. She couldn't focus on what was on the screen. All she could think about was Edward.

Once the radio shut off, Alice shook her head and her thoughts away. There wasn't time for this. They finally had a lead to where he was. She wasn't about to give this up. "Set a course to that cabin." She said strictly, not knowing where it was, since she was unable to see it clearly.

Alice flinched at the sight of the creatures. She had no weapon on hand, since they were all broken. She was useless. The only thing that could be a weapon on this ship could be knives in the kitchen. The only problem was she would need to get through them all to get to them. This wasn't a good situation to be in.

Alice looks back at Brennan. "Just save yourself!" She yelled, before rushing towards the kitchen. She jumps into the kitchen and grabs all the knives they have before rushing back outside.

Alice spots one of the monsters rushing towards her and throws one of the random kitchen knives at it. Even though it was just a butter knife, it hit the beast straight in the heart, and it fell upon impact. She smirked, before throwing the rest at other monsters coming closer.

Alice looked back at Mickey at growled under her breath as she rushed towards them. She threw some of the knives at the people who were taking her away. "Mickey! Don't worry! I'll save you!" She didn't want Mickey to get taken, since she felt like she was her only friend.

Alice runs behind Christian and Mickey, just incase the decide to jump back at her.

Alice stabbed the creature Christian hit with a frying pan for good measure as he followed them close behind.

Alice saw the large creature coming towards Brennan and threw the huge butcher's knife she found at it. The knife hit the creature in the chest.

Alice realized that she was running out of knives, so she had to rush towards the monsters and cut them directly. What she had on hand was a small knife, a couple of butter knives, and one large knife which she used in combat.

(That would be sweet, J-Beat!)

(I gotta take a shower brb)

(Back!)
Alice grows tired of having to keep fighting all of these creatures, but she tries to not show weakness and keeps fighting them. 'This isn't good' She thinks to herself.

(Porr Christian)

Once Alice cut up the last monster attacking her, she fell to her knees and breathed heavily. "I barely made it out of the fight alive." She thought aloud. Then, she looked at Christian and Mort, a smile on her face knowing they captured him.

"Thank you." She said with a nod as she walked towards the others. As she was walking, she tore some of the knives still in the creatures bodies so she could use them for later and so they could have utensils for when they had their meals.

Alice walks up to Mickey and Christian with a ton of bloody knives cradled in one of her arms. With her free hand, she pats Christian on the back. "Congrats on taking him down." She replies.

She looks down at her arm, but doesn't look fazed by it. "Oh, that? This happens all the time, so id doesn't affect me as much." She often gets injured during her old missions, so pain hasn't affected her as much.

(Christian is the most adorable cinnamon roll x3)

Alice pulled her arm back before he could start doing anything. "No, really, it's fine. It'll heal eventually." She told him, waving her hands in front of her suggesting not to do it.

(Bye Bye Minute!)

"You can say that again." Alice said, laying herself onto the ground. "I am going to sleep all day tomorrow."

Alice looked back at Christian. "How are you holding are up?" She asked him.

Alice giggled. "You haven't fought in your entire life!?" She asked in awe. "Well, get used to it, buddy. You'll be doing it a lot now." She sighed. "Though, I guess your lucky to never experience fights before. I've had to fight people my entire life."

"This is your chance to learn, then." She replied, sitting up and gently hitting him on the shoulder. "Besides, you fought Mort pretty well back there for just using a pan."

Alice giggled at his joke, even though it wasn't the greatest. "Though, when you get into a real right, you'll need a real weapon." She said in between chuckles. "Have you thought about any weapons?"

Alice shook her head. "Just choosing any weapon won't do. You need to chose one, so you can master it, instead of having to master many at once." She thought about what kinds of weapons would suit him. "For you, I'm thinking some kind of hammer, based off of your work with the frying pan. Or perhaps a bow and arrow." She went through her list of all of the weapons she could think of, trying to think of other things that would suit him.

Alice smiled. "Great! Now, we just need to find you a hammer." She thought about for a bit before looking at him. "Do you know any blacksmiths around here?"

(Good night!)