Event: Abort! Part Two (day 25, Egret). Luggage carriage

[voidtreckermods]

They are on world world#27462947582 for about five hours, helping, ushering people out of the city, fighting monsters, keeping guard. All seems well in the city itself, peaceful even except for the slight panic of people being told to move south.

Wherever they are, north in the desert, travelling through the countryside to the south or still in the city itself they will notice from their peripheral vision a darkening of the sky. Looking up they will see clouds. Strange clouds, appearing in the blue sky out of nowhere.

Their SCA’s start beeping, rapidly, flashing red. The clouds are too weird to be clouds, dark shapes in the sky. It might be that the Voidtreckers heed the warning and tap their SCA to evacuate to the train. It might be that they do not.

If they don’t then there is a moment, a moment of absolute stillness as those around them notice the shapes. A confused pause. Children stop their chatter, people stop their complaining, even the monsters seem to sense something and pause in their attacks.

The remaining voidtreckers are yanked away, even without pressing their SCA, they glow gold and disappear.

They all appear in the luggage carriage and not even a second later, with no warning the train lurches, flinging everyone off their feet as it enters the void.

It’s not really easy to tell speed in the void, but they will get the sense that they are moving fast. Faster than before, leaving that world and whatever those shapes were behind.

(OOC: Information on this event is here and part one is here)

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[najaran]

She leaned against him, crying and shook her head. "I've fought big and dangerous! We could have at least tried! I'm supposed to use my cards to help people, not to run away to save myself."

Okay so they had looked like the Lord of Air and the Black Cepters, who miiiiight have been powerful enough to turn a sea-side port town into a dessert for years and eat the most powerful Cepters who came through.... but it wasn't like she had been there alone. Together they could have saved those people. Right? At least... they could have tried...

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo rubbed her back, trying to ease her tears but knowing he was probably doing an awkward job of it.

"Yeah, me too." Duo tilted his head to try and get a look at her. "There are times to fight, Naja. And times to run. And that was a time to run. Because... I don't think that planet is there any more." Because he was remembering a conversation he had with someone about dreams. Dreams of death. Of worlds dissolving...

[najaran]

"If the train could pull us back then, why not the people we were helping?" she asked, looking up at him with tear filled eyes. "Why were we there if it wasn't to help them? What was the point of just showing us a piece of creation being destroyed?" Was Grubel right? Was everything just going to... end one day...? "I can't believe that the Goddess Culdra would write an ending to things with no way to help!" Hi, you wanted to get into religion right? Who doesn't!

[maxwellsdaemon]

"And then we all would have died..." Duo wasn't harsh when he spoke, but he was blunt. His expression was calm and serious, though there was a clear sadness in his violet eyes. "A whole world of people wouldn't have fit in that luggage car. We all would have gone from one fiery death to being swashed into a space we were never meant to be."

"I think you're mistaking the work of bad people with the work of some unseen deity." Duo, a guy who didn't believe in god, wasn't about to tell her she was wrong to believe in some higher power. Not right then. But he could imagine where she was going with this... "Maybe, if you're thinking like that, it was fate that made it this way? Maybe we were fated to see what we did? People had dreams about it before we even got there. It was always gonna happen. I don't think we were ever meant to help. Just... witness it."

[najaran]

"But maybe we wouldn't! We didn't even try! And there is a lot of room on the train, there are other cars. There had to be something... why would anyone just bring us there to watch people die? Who would be that cruel?" she asked, sobbing heavily.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo didn't have answers, only guesses. And even then he hadn't really had time to think things through too much. Ha hadn't had time to talk to anyone else and learn their experiences.

All he could do was gather Najaran up in another hug and hold her tight, because seeing her cry hurt.

"... I don't know." And there was real pain in his voice. "... I wish I coulda helped. I do. I don't know what's going on. Don't know why we were there..." But it just proved something he'd always knew. There was no merciful God. Just the God of Death.

[najaran]

She sobbed into him, finding herself clinging to his shirt, needing comfort if there weren't answers. She was shaking not just from sobs, but also exhaustion. For all she was sure she would have been up for fighting whatever came next, she hadn't been up to it. Not that she would have felt anything other than worse if that was pointed out. All she could do for the moment was cry, and she hated that. She wanted to help. She wanted to make things better for people. To be the kind of Cepter that her father and her Master were. To help others....

[maxwellsdaemon]

He held her tight and was quiet while she cried. He hated it, he really did. Crying wasn't something he thought he could handle well, and it wasn't something he could do himself. Boys didn't cry. So he let Najaran cry for him and he just held her tight.

After a little while he'd started to rock. What was it with rocking when someone was upset? Sister Helen had done the same thing to him when he'd been upset and she'd held him. She'd rocked him from side-to-side and for some reason it had made him feel better.

[najaran]

It helped her too. Slowly her sobs would ease, her trembling would slow. It would take a while. but eventually exhaustion would win and she;'d cry herself to sleep, curled up against him.

[maxwellsdaemon]

It took him a bit to actually realise that she'd fallen asleep. Quietly he said her name, but didn't get a reaction.

Duo smiled sadly and carefully, gently, he gathered her up into his arms and scooted back until he was able to lean against a wall. He kept her in his lap, head upon his shoulder, and his arms loose around her waist. She could sleep. He wasn't in any rush to move... He needed to think.

[najaran]

She would sleep like that for hours. Master Horowitz wasn't really much for physical affection, and Gooligan was great in many ways, but utterly lacking in arms. At least most of the time. So she didn't get much physical comfort from other people. These few hours would probably be the best sleep she'd had since before Bisteam. Quality, if not quantity.

And as a result she was more dazed then usual when she finally woke up. "Wha...?" she mumbled incoherently, unsure where she was or what she had fallen asleep up against. Seemed too soft for a wall...

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo hadn't meant to fall asleep, really he hadn't. They'd been lucky to put themselves in an out of the way spot like they had because as Najaran has slept, people had been walking through. It was interesting to watch, but soon things quieted down and Duo, with little else to do, has started to doze.

When Najaran woke, she would have still been in Duo's lap with the teens arms loose about her, or at least one. His head was resting almost on his shoulder, eyes closed in sleep.

[najaran]

Her blurry sleep clouded mind took several moments to realize she was looking at someone else asleep from very very close up. Thankfully memories of what had led to this hand't yet surfaced as more than a bad dream. So she yawned, pulled the bags they'd used for the food, now empty, from her belt and folded them up. Yawning she gently tried to ease them between his head and his shoulder so he'd be more comfortable, and then of that didn't wake him, she'd settle back in to sleep some more.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo really hadn't meant to fall asleep and when he did wake it was with a start. He didn't know where he was at first and that rankled like nothing else would. It took him a few seconds to remember, and then a second more to realise the thing weighing him down was a person. He looked down to see Najaran was still asleep in his lap.

He blinked, and then he smiled and let himself relax. There was no war, he was allowed to let his guard down a little bit. But his legs had also fallen asleep... and now he was awake he knew he would need to get up soon. So it was with some reluctance that he called the girls name.

"Hey... hey, Naja? Time to wake up now..>"

[najaran]

"Mmmmmm?" she mumbled. "Le'me lone, Gooligan. Master Horowitz izzn't back till tomorrow...." she snuggled against him more, clearly not awake.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo looked amused but he continued to give her shoulder a gentle shake. "Najaran? Hey... It's almost dinner time." He figured if anything would get through, the thought of food might.

[najaran]

Her head popped up so fast she nearly clocked his chin with it. "Food?" she asked. He read her exactly correctly. She blinked a few times then rubbed her eyes. "This... isn't my room..." she mumbled.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo managed to pull his head back in time, though cracked his head against the wall behind him. He winced and lifted a hand to rub the back of his head but was amused that his shot in the dark had worked.

"Nope, sure isn't your room!" He chirped, grinning at the girl who was still very much sat in his lap.

[najaran]

"Oh well, it's someone's room, or something," she mumbled before stretching her arms over her head to work out the odd soreness in her back. "Someone mentioned food? Where..." She blinked a few times then looked at him confused, finally more awake than asleep. "Good morning." Wow he was close. Weird. Oh well. "Food?"

Thankfully she wasn't awake enough yet to remember what happened he day before. It'll come.

[maxwellsdaemon]

"If you hop up we can go see if there are any leftovers?" Duo offered. Though hopping up was said with some optimism, with his legs asleep he knew it would be a bit harder than that.

[najaran]

She nodded. "Okay. Or we can cook something." She yawned and scrambled out of his lap getting to her feet with the help of the metal walking stick... and the motivation of food. She offered him a hand.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo looked at the hand and flashed a lopsided grin. He reached up and grabbed it, letting Najaran help him to his feet, only for him to stumble back and lean heavily against the wall. "... Damn. My legs really did fall asleep." He let go of her hand and reached down to rub at his legs to get the circulation going again.

[najaran]

"Are you okay?" she asked, yawning again, though she was starting to be more awake... and from the look in her eyes, starting to remember....

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Yeah, legs just fell asleep on me." Duo chuckled before he pushed himself up straight and gave a flick of his head to toss his braid over his shoulder and down his back. "Lets go get something to eat."

[najaran]

She gave a small nod. She was remembering now for sure, so her usual enthusiasm was dampened.