I will write a profile with a picture once I decide on a subject for the chara, sorry sweety.<br/><br/>---------------------------------------------<br/><br/>It was so strange how you could go from being a plain nobody to being a victim at the hands of some ruthless killers. With pursed lips a folded up figure of a small slender woman huddled in upon herself at the far end of the small couch. Her knees were drawn up to her chest as her form slanted to the side so that all of her weight was supported by the arm of the couch. There was still the lingering dry lines of her tears falling down the side of her face, she had spent the pass couple of days reliving a nightmare that she hadn't even seen, though had clearly heard, which seemed to only make it that much worse. Her teeth were biting down on the inside of her jaw as she huddled a little closer to her drawn up legs.<br/><br/>Her hair was down, dark brown waves fanned down the right side of her face, covering her appearance from the front door. Jeans, and a form fitted white T-shirt clung to her, though gave her very little warmth when she felt so cold inside. She was having to leave everything that was familiar to her behind, leave her home, her couch, her bed, her everything. It was a disaster within a disaster and was taking a larger toll on her then it should have. It was like starting over again, where nothing would be familiar to her again, a weakness that she was going to have again. Here at home she knew were everything was, their position, and everything. She didn't have to use her walking stick to get around, and she dreaded having to rely on that thing yet again.<br/><br/>There was a small sob that finally broke through her lips, making her spiral right back down into her dark thoughts yet again. Why would the mob want to come after her, she hadn't seen a thing? Was she that much of a threat to them? Even if she was blind? The sob waned as the sound of a car door opened and closed outside of her house. He was here, the man that was taking her to the safe house, another stranger, another weakness. The large golden retriever moved, barking for a moment before her hand snapped up to command silence from the dog. Her hand snapped out to point at the door and with ease, the dog was able to reach up and twist the knob, opening the door for the man that stood outside of her house then. Her lips pursed together, tight, worried, fearful.<br/><br/>"That is Dozer, he is harmless enough, he helps me get around when I have to go , or do my chores. I am Alice."<br/><br/>Rising off the couch now, she unfolded long slender legs, standing she was a total of  five foot six inches. Her form was toned from head to toe, it was clear that she hadn't let her defect be a complete weakness to her, she still appeared to do all of the normal things anyone did, such as work out. She moved from the couch towards the door, and as she got closer, Doze nudged her knee with his nose, letting her know she was close enough to the male. Her eyes were distant, though they glowed with green, a forest green hue. She didn't look in the direct of his voice, rather it appeared she was starring at his chest, but none the less, from the sound of his words and the determination of them she had a feeling he was a strong man, one who had never failed a job.<br/><br/>"Just let me grab my bag and the collar for Dozer."<br/><br/>She left the door open for him, moving back inside, moving behind the door to the base of the stairs to grab a bag on the floor there. Picking it up she whistled low for Dozer, he came to her with his collar in his mouth and bumped her hand with it. Lowering down to her knees, she pulled the collar and harness over his head and strapped it in place. Standing up she grabbed her bag and the handle of the collar, letting Dozer lead her back to the door. Her bag consisted of clothes, her folded up walking stick, some minor make-up, a couple or books, the ones that mattered the most to her, and her bathroom needs. As she was paused at the door by Dozer there was a furrow of her brow as she realized what the man had said.<br/><br/>"We? I didn't know there was going to be more then one person staying at the safe house with me..."<br/><br/>Seemed she was going to get no privacy at all.<br/><br/>"Dozer... lets ride."<br/><br/>With the statement Dozer moved them pass the male, moving her towards the car that was parked outside her home. This was going to be the start of a long adventure, and one she wasn't really looking forward to, rather wishing it was over, more to the point, wishing she had never went out that night. What was she going to tell her boyfriend? Was she going to be able to contact him? Would he even care? Re-firming her lips together she lowered her head as she stood beside the car now with Dozer, who whined up at her. Reaching her hand down she smoothed it over the dogs head before she spoke.<br/><br/>"How many people will be there with me?"