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imbicolle · 6 months ago

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A first step I guess

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The pov of Christopher to meeting Alice

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As a person I never had a criticism regarding the gossip that goes through Whitechapel, and everything related to people speak without knowing their history by the other currency I have always been an open person and that preferably needs to know the version of the victim’s currency.

I will not deny that he comes the case of deaths near a dungeon

Or ladies making intentions with their skirt to survive, in such a bitter world

Who would say it! My grandfather Thomas

He has always had a beginning with me that instilled in me

I remember that day, when at the end of the day we were cleaning the bakery and from one moment to the next my grandfather approached me

-Chris? Grandpa Thomas asks about it that day

-Yes? Reply back, cleaning the remaining tables

-Chris London is a damn world cynicism, criticism, power and money are his food, his breaths...

And more in Whitechapel place of the harlots, when you don’t have more than 5 pekinés. Thomas says

I remember looking at myself teaching me a lesson, a survival lesson

Seeing how people of upper class, or middle class came in this place with the facade of believing themselves superior though

I must say that I can’t generalise, but most use their power, in their favour I realised

-Never let yourself be fed by his tempting delicacy Chris, if you know what I mean. Finish, Thomas

-Chris nods.

Chris walks through the streets with his gaze lost, in a low chalice, very foggy, while passing from the corners harlots touching and flirting pimps to get small piques out of their pockets

Walking near the bakery

Thinking around him monotonous, with smoke, and gloomy

-Everything needs a beginning, a beginning to the unknown

*Sigh*

-Grandpa Thomas arrived!

-Where are you?

One moment to another, Chris sees a letter with information

Hi, Christopher

I had to go to the store

We have pending orders and I’m missing other ingredients. I’m sorry to leave you alone with the bakery. I’ll be back at night

-Good then. He says to himself with encouragement

Chris prepares everything to open the store and receive customers, preparing their best breads, croissants and etc.

-Ready.

He responds with satisfaction

I wait with a few minutes, to receive the first customers without any haste

Until the next ones murmured

-She is not a threat, but she is a very aggressive young woman,

Poor thing. Answer a

-Yes ..*sighs *

I heard that he killed his parents, very innocent is not I would say, there has been a cute asylum, what do you expect from a person like that?

. Answer the other

Chris looks curiously at what the 2 clients talk about and dispatch it quickly, leaving perplexed by what they said so that in the end it would not give it importance.

Then later, after a long day, Chris cleans and prepares everything to receive his grandfather

Taking out the trash and going out to throw it away, listens to some men

With the same similarity that those clients he attended said, which his curiosity even more refined him to continue

-If he killed his family, according to her he was a girl, very young, but very innocent he wasn’t if he killed his family

It’s a very special case, don’t you think so. Says one of his partner

-Maybe, but I doubt that he doesn’t just want to attract attention after the asylum. The other partner responds

-What do you mean? Ask your partner

And his partner responds by snorting his nose

-I mean that I think, that maybe, he wants to attract the attention of men. He says with desire

- it’s a body of a woman disguised with a girl’s mind

I feel like I’d like to try one of those crazy ones.

Chris responds to such an answer by staring at the eyebrow with disgust

Later at the bakery about to close, Thomas arrives with some things in hand for his order

-Hello Chris and the clientele, how did it go?

-I think it went well. Chris answers with doubt

-I see, I guess you finished everything

Come I will need you for the new desserts for tomorrow and the order, I will go far to deliver them and I will be outside Whitechapel for a day or two no one knows and this would be our beginning.

He says laughing while he’s going to organise his purchases

-Grandfather?

-Yes?

-Do you know who he’s talking about now in Whitechapel? I understand that you don’t like gossip, but at least you know? Christopher asks

-Yes, I think so

They are talking about the new woman, the maid of houndstich

-The orphanage?

Thomas nods

-According to what is causing problems, you know that I don’t like to believe them unless I investigate, the food here is gossip and you know it

Now come and help me, I have to be there early.

Thomas ends up concluding.

At night Chris thought even more about what they said

Without a name, but rumours, which left him perplexed because it was gossip and lies of society and more in Whitechapel which did not give it importance and it was decided to sleep

The next morning

Christopher already up and ready to work, he saw Thomas with his orders for his trip

Leaving the bakery to Christopher

-Take good care of yourself and remember that I’ll be back tomorrow, if I think tomorrow, next door is everything you have to sell in the oven, tomorrow a break won’t open, will it? Goodbye, Chris. He tells Chris while he leaves and Chris dismisses him

From one moment to the next, with customers not to attend, Chris hears only one name

-Alice

-A woman alone, who can’t depend on herself, she should be where she was

In an insane asylum...

The policeman who was at the bakery says

Chris, because of the curiosity of that day, he couldn’t stand asking

That policeman

Who is Alice, commander?

-Alice Liddell? Sigh, according to a case around here young Chris, don’t worry, the houndstich psychiatrist

He will take it into account

Even if he gets angry for an ass for what he does

Despite answering his doubts, he asks again

-Who?

*NOISE*

Chris and the commander go out to find out what happens seeing how all the people approach with curiosity what happens from one moment to the next, they approach and that Chris can answer his question

-YOU’RE A BLOODSUCKER!

-CLOT! One answers

-IT’S NOT FAIR! YOU LIVE IN A WORLD OF SCUM AND YOU DECIDE TO FOLLOW IT!

That person responds

Ok, it’s time to return it with bumby, I guess it has

Something to say to her

Okay, Alice, it’s time to come back. We’ll see what we can do with you and what Angus will say about you

Chris approaches in the middle of the fuss while he sees who that person was

The police hold her while she reproaches and struggles

In the distance Alice for a moment turns and looks at Chris with a penetrating, cold look and a greenish fire for his anger, his emaciated and pale skin with his raven hair

Give your understanding of the young woman

Nebulous through his face, he wakes up and enters the crowd

To help her,

-Hey, what’s going on here? Chris says hoping to help

-Don’t worry young man this is every day that happens with her in Whitechapel, this is everyday. One of the policemen says

-But you didn’t ask him, and you decide to believe him when it’s not like that, how his damn job works. He says frowning

-What happened? Ask at the end, digesting Alice

-He stole from me, he had some petquinés and he stole it from me, he doesn’t want to admit it policeman, he threatened me and insulted me

.He pointed to the man, drunk with a bottle of gin next to his hand

Chris sighed quickly entered the drunkard’s pocket and returning his penile returned to Alice in his hands.

Alice watched him and thanked him with her eyes, then moved away from the police

Insulting them and moving away

I don’t blame her. Christopher thinks

In such a world they prefer to believe a drunk than her with all her background

I guess in the end

It’s part of a beginning

, a beginning to the unknown for me and for her.

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