As they "landed" from the teleport, Alice would stumble forward; her mushroom brain telling her that teleportation was forward motion, and the movement needed to be honoured. It didn't - but, how was she to know? Normalcy worked so much differently than Wonderland, and she was, until recently deposed by fire, the Queen of Diamonds. As she stumbled forward, however, she would nearly crash into a woman with hair that was mightily long and gorgeously purple, and noticed her concerned expression.

Alice didn't even notice the returning teleport of her allies, nor their wounds and burns, or even that they exist. How could she focus on them, when this angel made flesh was standing before her with her face scrunched up in such beautiful concern? Her eyes narrowed in worried focus. Her lips pursed in an anxious pout. Her nose --

"[color=9b111e][b]FOCUS!!![/b][/color]"

"[color=0F52BA][i]YEEP!!![/i][/color]"

Alice nearly leapt from her skin, as Carroll barked at her. She was driving at the speed of Horny on Main Street, and missing every exit onto Responsibility Avenue. Shaking her head, she looked at the woman...

She bore the look of someone with something to say (not particularly to Alice, at this juncture, but still); a request to fulfill or a message to deliver, Alice knew not what her vocal intentions were - just that she had them. Steeling herself, Alice cleared her throat, and asked, "[color=0F52BA][i]A-A-Are y-you o-okay?[/i][/color]"

"[color=9b111e][b]Smooth, Alice...[/b][/color]"

Alice meeped, hefting her Cursed Sword, and looking hella sus, as she whispered, "[color=0F52BA][i]She's so pretty, Carroll...[/i][/color]" Her Heavenly soft voice was a clear contrast to the Hellishly coarse voice of her parasitic companion, as he shot back, "[color=9b111e][b]Stay on task![/b][/color]" Alice failed her arms, before managing a stable salute, "[color=0F52BA][i]Wah-Wah-Wah-What can I do for you, ma'am!? The Taskforce is at your service![/i][/color]"

She wasn't even official yet... but she did have a pretty official looking salute.

That would probably convince her.

Hopefully...

Despite being awkward as sin, Alice seemed to find her mark, as the woman did need assistance from the Taskforce about a Heavenly Strike... or, did she actually just wanna pass that message on to them? Alice really couldn't pick between the two, but she knew that this was something that caught Carroll's attention, at least.

And, what had his attention, duly had hers - that's just how parasitic symbiosis worked.

"[color=0F52BA][i]Thank you, mila -- miss![/i][/color]" Alice says, in mid-fedora tip with her mad hat, before she stopped herself from committing a war crime this early in her new campaign, and booked it to hunt down the musician telling the tale of technique turned myth.

"[color=9b111e][b]The first stop in rebuilding Wonderland of Diamonds is acquiring that technique or the Demon Energy that its user generates when using it...[/b][/color]"

"[color=0F52BA][i]Mhm! Let's do our best! I just hope there aren't a lot of people...[/i][/color]"