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voidtreckerexpress2021-02-11 07:03 am
najaran) wrote in voidtreckerexpress2021-02-11 07:03 am
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Feeling better, time to work! - OTA
Who: Najaran and anyone
Where: mostly the Garden car, but trips back and forth elsewhere to get things as needed.
When: From the day after platform till the day before the event
What: As usual, NAjaran does all the chores in the weirdest way ever.
Warnings: given the way her past threads have gone? potential for angst and anger and violence/gore mentions.
Now that she was feeling better, Najaran was back to doing her chores. She was still angry at herself for having missed the mission, especially since she had been ordered to sit it out. But that was in the past, and she;'d go on the next one for sure. Until then... chores.
Najaran now knew how to use the oven, and she did sometimes. Gremlin knew how to use the ice cream machine, which was awesome. But she still didn't trust the range. And even if she did, it was too tall for her to work easily with the larger pots, and the kitchen was too crowded and cramped for Knight to help out. She was finally shown the washers and dryers, but they were too complicated for her. So she did her chores her way.
Which meant a carefully tended fire in the Garden car with a huge pot over it that was first for the wash, then after being scrubbed, for making soups out of whatever she could find in the kitchen that would then be put in containers and stored in the fridge.
Knight sat in one corner of the Garden car. He watched the fire whenever she wasn't in the area and peeled vegetables. Gremlin and Ediolon helped her haul and carry, and her talking staff, Goligan, was often standing beside her when he wasn't being used to stir the pot. Something he complained about being used for.
Wet clothes were hung once they were washed, on a line tied between whatever she could find that was high enough on one side, and Knight's shoulder pauldron on the other.
For those who have been on the train for a while, this was a common sight at this point. For those new however.....
(Links to what Knight, Eidolon, Gremlin, and Goligan look like can be found here)
Where: mostly the Garden car, but trips back and forth elsewhere to get things as needed.
When: From the day after platform till the day before the event
What: As usual, NAjaran does all the chores in the weirdest way ever.
Warnings: given the way her past threads have gone? potential for angst and anger and violence/gore mentions.
Now that she was feeling better, Najaran was back to doing her chores. She was still angry at herself for having missed the mission, especially since she had been ordered to sit it out. But that was in the past, and she;'d go on the next one for sure. Until then... chores.
Najaran now knew how to use the oven, and she did sometimes. Gremlin knew how to use the ice cream machine, which was awesome. But she still didn't trust the range. And even if she did, it was too tall for her to work easily with the larger pots, and the kitchen was too crowded and cramped for Knight to help out. She was finally shown the washers and dryers, but they were too complicated for her. So she did her chores her way.
Which meant a carefully tended fire in the Garden car with a huge pot over it that was first for the wash, then after being scrubbed, for making soups out of whatever she could find in the kitchen that would then be put in containers and stored in the fridge.
Knight sat in one corner of the Garden car. He watched the fire whenever she wasn't in the area and peeled vegetables. Gremlin and Ediolon helped her haul and carry, and her talking staff, Goligan, was often standing beside her when he wasn't being used to stir the pot. Something he complained about being used for.
Wet clothes were hung once they were washed, on a line tied between whatever she could find that was high enough on one side, and Knight's shoulder pauldron on the other.
For those who have been on the train for a while, this was a common sight at this point. For those new however.....
(Links to what Knight, Eidolon, Gremlin, and Goligan look like can be found here)
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So naturally she had to walk into the garden cart when it was full of freaks and monsters.
She recoiled visibly at first but when none of them immediately launched in to fight her she relaxed and began to study them from a distance. This was how she spent most of the last few days. People watching.
She'd always enjoyed growing up but now it seemed a necessary distraction to keep less savory thoughts from dragging her down.
After she was satisfied with where everyone was positioned in the immediate area she turned her attention to Najaran and moved closer to get a look at whatever she was making in the pot.
"This seems more like something I might stumble upon in my world then the high tech methods the train has provided. Have you not figured out how things work here yet?"
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In the pot was the beginnings of stew, the laundry hanging to dry.
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"There's no need to sound so exasperated. Those are all valid reasons, it is a bit disappointing they wouldn't have figured out ways to improve on that if the technology is so advanced."
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Najaran sighed. "Sorry. I just get the same questions over and over again, and I get tired of having to explain myself all the time."
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Most of them more destructive then helpful but who's counting?
"Now that we understand each other better, what are these...creatures?" She gestures around the area to Najaran's various minions, making sure to stay out of arms reach of any of them.
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"I've never heard of a Cepter, could you perhaps explain it like you're on a train full of people who aren't from your world?"
Apparently Azula had wrestled enough new information and anxiety today to rediscover her sarcasm.
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"Cepters are people who can use the Cards that are what remains of the Book of Creation after it was destroyed in the War of The Gods."
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"So only Cepters can use those cards? Is that some kind of innate power or can such power be taught?"
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In her short time here she had discovered that the amount of information was lacking at best and confusingly disorganized at worst. Something she would have to spend more time sorting out if she wanted to improve her abilities.
"Do you only have access to these creatures? Or are there more?"
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"There are others, but most of them are too big to summon on the train, and Cait Sith only comes out sometimes."
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"The more time I spend on this train the more powers and abilities I witness. It's frankly no surprise the train recruited someone with minions such as this." she mused out loud "Have you enjoyed your time here so far?"
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"Well said, Lady Najaran," he cane said, wiping his eyes with his mustache as though he was just oh so proud of her.
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"You'll have to excuse my misunderstanding." She countered with a slight tilt of her head looking away feigning embarrassment. "I've never been a very good judge of character. The only friends I had turned out to be...very bad at it."
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Except Della had arrived at the wash-laundry part of the pot, not the actual soup part. So she was aiming to take a sip before anyone could stop her.
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