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William Aubergine [/color][/center][/b][/H2][hr]

[color=f800ff]William[/color] did not know the people next to the entrance, and frankly had little care for learning who they were compared to what they stood next to.

[color=Teal][b]Duck Billed O'Malley[/b][/color] was an old face, an acquaintance and little more. [color=f800ff]William[/color] worked on him as a favor when a colleague was on sick leave, but that was years before he even heard of Wonderland. Least until…

Point being, the mechanic did not expect to see the leprechaun up and around anymore. Much less here, with these strangers.

Each step echoes in the cold night, doing little to deter their conversation even as they turn towards him. One seemed on the edge of a greeting when the staticky whine of a television screeched out, one of them turning on to reveal… Jack.

Jack the Jackolope, Handsome Jack, the Jack of The Box zone, even the Jack of a limited time card set. It's a face that even after this long it's easy to recognize for anyone from this town, but it's deeply familiar to [color=f800ff]William[/color]. His hands had wondered every groove of that face, astonished at the lack of seams and how quietly it ran. ‘Now that's an inventor's secret’ Greyson would always say smugly, tapping the side of his nose with a shine in his eye. [color=f800ff]William[/color] always thought his face was off. Maybe that spark was the memory of something haunting? He had seen the same thing many times himself in mirrors.

History matters little except where it has led to, and in this moment it leads to him barging forth to follow the Duck inside the Wonderland.