A return

[knifewithnoname]

Who: Little One and Open
Where: Luggage, Cabin 1:C and then throughout the train
When: Egret, day 21
What: Little One wakes up in a suitcase and then investigates any changes in her time away
Warnings:

Waking: Luggage

This had happened to her before. A voice from the screens and then waking up in a suitcase. But this time she had been on the mission and now she was here.

Why? Why had they taken her off the mission? She had been doing well. She had figured out the stupid space ships and the guns. But she had still disappeared and was back in a suitcase. She sat up with a sigh and looked around, instincts kicking in. Checking for danger, for people, for anyone who was too close.

Once she decided it was safe she clambered out and moved towards the exit. She paused near the door to bring up the ICP and click onto the passenger list. New people. Some names missing. She did her best to commit them to memory. She checked the day, she had been gone a while. Longer than last time. Most people were still here though. That was good.

Cabin 1, C

The first place she headed to was her room. She still had the bag she had carried on the mission and she wanted to put it down before she went elsewhere. She headed to her room quickly and opened the door with a wave of her ticket. It was strange that things that had seemed so strange only months ago now felt familiar.

She entered, planning just to throw her bag onto her bag and get changed out of the flight suit and into trousers and a hoodie.

Throughout the train

She is headed to the kitchen, as she's pretty hungry but not so hungry that she isn't going to investigate the train as she goes. Checking up on people she knows, watching them from a distance. She takes note of new people, doing her best to match their faces to the pictures she had seen on the ICP. It's difficult though, there are a lot of new people to keep track of.

But she watches, listening and taking in everything she sees as she makes her way from carriage to carriage.

Comments

[knifewithnoname]

She put her hands where Eva showed her and held firmly but not too tightly. Princess did seem to be happy, even if he was being pinned down to be brushed. She wouldn't be happy in this situation, but she is not a pokemon.

"He do be liking it? How do you be knowing?"

[mtsilver_conquor]

"Because of the purr," It's a simple, honest answer.

She huffs as she works his tail. "Would you like your own pokemon?" That was not how she was going to ask. But oh well. "I will teaching you about pokemon, of course, and I would be something easy to care for that could eat what was on the train."

[knifewithnoname]

"The purr?" Pokemon were like cats then? She kept her hands steady but her eyes did flick up to Eva looking a little confused.

"My own pokemon?" She looked down at Princess and wrinkled her nose.

"I do no be knowing." She answered honestly. If Eva taught her maybe, but it was still so strange to her, she was more used to half wild cats. She couldn't imagine having an animal and taking care of it.

[mtsilver_conquor]

Eva nods with a grin before it eases into something more thoughtful. "Yeah. Only if you want though, yet I do think you'd be a good person to have one. You'd get to pick, too, though I'd be steering you towards easy to care for ones. We're on a train."

And that automatically narrowed down the pokemon. "And you'd need to bond with it at least enough it recognises you as it's human and obey basic commands."

[knifewithnoname]

She thought she was a good person to have one? Well she was good at almost everything but honestly. If she had to choose people to keep something alive she was not a person she would pick.

Training something... she could maybe do that. But...

"How do you be bonding with it?"

[mtsilver_conquor]

"Spend time with it. Feed it, brush it. I'd help you get used to it and help you as needed. But I can't raise it for you, because then it'd bond to me and not you."

[knifewithnoname]

"I can be feeding it and brushing it." That doesn't sound too hard at all actually. Is that all it took to bond with it?

She could do that. "That do no be sounding too hard."

[mtsilver_conquor]

"It's not, really, and if you'd like, you can help look after Princess with me to get the hang on it? Or, if I ever get another pokemon, that."

She doesn't mind at all.

[knifewithnoname]

"I can be doing that." It doesn't sound too difficult and she is used to Princess, even if he is a bit weird. He is at least a weird she knows.

[mtsilver_conquor]

"Awesome, then - here. Swap with me and try giving him a brush."

She holds the brush out, knowing it's safe enough for Little One to try, now, at least.

[knifewithnoname]

"Okay." She wrinkled her nose and took the brush, waiting until Eva had hold of Princess before letting go and carefully beginning to brush the fur.

[mtsilver_conquor]

Eva watches with a small smile, as if she's done this before. She has, many, many times and often with her baby sisters.

"It's ok if you bush a bit of the wings, too. They're not as fragile as they look."

[knifewithnoname]

"They do no be being?" She moved to brushing them, it felt different under the brush but Princess didn't seem to mind.

[mtsilver_conquor]

"Pokemon have weird biology. It's-"

Little One gets maybe a third of the brush onto the clefairy's wings before Princess hisses, turns to snap-

and yowls as Eva scruffs him with a small twist of her hand, expertly avoiding the teeth as she forces his face away from the child with a sharp slick of her tongue.

"The wings are leathery past a point and sensitive. If he was a pikushī, they'd be fully furry. But... I don't think you'll be like Atsu and so this again."

There is zero honorifics attached to 'Atsu'.

[knifewithnoname]

Her face twisted as well as she hisses back, stupid creature, stupid Eva for telling her she could brush the wings. Had it been a trick. She glared a them both, not really listening to what Eva was telling her.

[mtsilver_conquor]

"'A bit of the wings'," she repeats simply -no scolding, no nothing, As if this is the weather and the glare she's getting is nothing. It might as well be though, given she's had far, far worse levelled at her.

Carefully, Eva pries open a wing with one hand, the other now scruffing the clefairy's neck. "You can have a feel. I should have had you do this first before the brush. That's on me."

[knifewithnoname]

Her glare didn't lessen but she reached out to feel the wing as Eva told her, ready to snatch her hand away if Princess snarled at her again.

It was on Eva, she had tricked her and it was stupid. But it was also on herself, she should know not to trust people so she only had herself to blame.

[mtsilver_conquor]

About one-third of the wing is covered fine, fuzzy fur that then gives away to soft, leathery skin that covers the remaining two-thirds of the wing. Even though Eva's holding it open, the wing still twitches and flinches under Little One's fingers.

[knifewithnoname]

She poked it a little, wrinkling her nose at how it twitched. "So it did be hurting him when I did be brushing it?"

Was that why he had snarled at her?

[mtsilver_conquor]

"A little and ike I said, it's my fault for not giving you a feel of them first," Eva says softly as she eases the wing back into a folded position as she slowly unscruffs him. "But you didn't mean to hurt him and he'll get over himself soon enough."

As it is, he's already settling down into a sulk. "Though, he might try the woe is me for sympathy points."

[knifewithnoname]

She wrinkled her nose, "He should no be sulking so much, it do be being a baby thing to be doing."

And Princess was no baby, even if he was a weird pokemon creature, he was a fighter.

[mtsilver_conquor]

"It is," Eva agrees with a laugh as she soothes the sulking pokemon, who seems to go from sulking to smug -then back to sulking when Eva looks at him. "But he's also a fairy, and they are, at their core, dramatic creatures."

There is a pointedly amused look at the clefairy.

[knifewithnoname]

She sighed and removed her hands, "Well he will be learning I do be supposing." She looked at the comb for a moment, "Do you be wanting me to be continuing to be combing him?"

[mtsilver_conquor]

She nods, then humans thoughtfully. "Only if you want to."

[knifewithnoname]

She frowned at that. Because she isn't sure what the right answer is. She doesn't particularly want to, but she doesn't want to disappoint Eva or fail in his task.

She sighed, "Okay Princess, you do no be snarling at me again though."