A panicked morning

[knifewithnoname]

Who: Little One and Eva but also anyone who happens to be in luggage!
Where: Luggage compartment
When: Domino, day 3, early morning
What: Little One does not take well to being sick, attempt to hide result in her being aggressively big-sister-ed by Eva. Also if anyone else is in luggage they can try talking to a frightened sick murder brat
Warnings: I will keep you updated

Stupid Peter. It was all his fault. He had seemed weird on the platform, sneezing and coughing. She had thought it was because it was stupid cold outside but it turned out he was sick. He had made her sick too.

She had hid it for a whole day, stifling her sneezes and ducking into empty carriages whenever she wanted to cough.

More people were sick and logically she knew that no one was mad at them. No one was yelling or threatening them. But she still had the stupid scared feeling in her head, like everything was a threat. Even though she knew it wasn't. But the sicker she got the less logic ruled in her mind.

But getting sick was dangerous. You weren't useful sick. Sick meant you were a burden and if you got too sick you died.

She didn't think she would die of this sickness, if she did Peter better die first. It was all his stupid fault. But her first instinct was to flee, stay away from anyone who might take advantage of the fact she wasn't her best. Anyone who might hurt her or rob her.

It worked all up until the morning of the third day of the month of domino when she woke up in her bed as normal. It was impossible to actually avoid your cabin on this stupid train.

She scrambled out of bed as fast as she could, out the door and towards the luggage carriage. It was the best place to hide. She was out of breath by the time she got there but she ducked into a suitcase and closed the lid, curling up in the darkness.

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[knifewithnoname]

All people? That's almost a light addled thing to say, except she had included the dark in there and that. That was different. Strange. Maybe dangerous. But definitely different.

Also Eva was offering food, despite the fact she was sick. She moved, climbing slowly out of the suitcase and inching towards Eva. "You do be wanting to be offering me something?"

Why? What? She has many questions, but they are interrupted by her sneezing again.

[mtsilver_conquor]

People are people and for good or ill, they deserve the basic respect of being treated as person. At least until the prove, beyond a shadow of a doubt, they shouldn't be and she can think of many, many crimes and reasons as to that.

"Soup, for one," Eva says, picking up and offering out the bowl. There's a spoon it.

Only once it's taken does she claim her own - and cue some very creative (and ugly) cursing from Eva. Look, there's carefully offering out a bowl, then there's almost burning hands on the other one because you got careless. "Don't repeat that around Stark-san, ok?"

She's not even sorry she taught a kid new swear words.

[knifewithnoname]

She took the soup with a smile and then recoiled back at the sudden cursing. She didn't know any of the curses but she could tell what they were and that Eva was angry.

But it seemed she had burned her hand, so she relaxed. "I will no be being." She promised. People cursed all the time and she never told mister Stark about it. Not even when it was Peter.

[mtsilver_conquor]

"Thanks. I don't need him chewing me out over teaching a child to swear," Eva grumbles as she takes a cross-legged seat on the floor -if only to hide the guilty flinch-, and in between mouthfuls of soup, she seems to ramble. "Never mind I knew my first by five. I don't get other worlds sometimes. Do they all coddle kids?"

Probably, but does it matter? Maybe, maybe not. All Eva knows is jealousy is rearing its head re: people getting those from home. It's enough that she's starting to care less about what people thought of her (well, less than normal) as time went on. "Say, if you could have a pokemon, would you want one? You can poke through my 'dex if you want."

[knifewithnoname]

"I do be knowing lots of cursing." She admitted, blowing on the soup. Eva had already proven how hot it was. "But it do be being different than the swearing you and Peter do be doing."

Her world didn't coddle kids. Or maybe it did. But such kids were stupid and soft and not worth bothering with.

The question took her by surprise. She still didn't really know what to make of Eva's strange creature that lived in a ball. Princess was weird but also powerful.

"I do no be knowing." She said honestly, coughing again. "I do no be knowing much about animals."

She had never had an animal before. She had caught a mouse once and wanted to keep it. But Taiwin had killed it. But she wasn't thinking about her ever and so put the thought out of her mind.

She could stable and groom a horse but she had never ridden one. She could stab rats. She could chase off hungry cats who wanted to steal her lunch. But she would have no idea what to do with a pokemon. They were weird.