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

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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"Then don't. You don't owe me thanks for doing the decent thing." Then, realizing this might come across as dismissive of something which clearly means a lot to Alice - and how lonely must have been to be so moved by a mere promise of future aid? Did she ever have anyone to reach out and help her in her most desperate hour, like Wen Qing had Wei Wuxian? Somehow, she doubts Alice had been so lucky. "This is what you do for good friends. You don't turn away when they are in danger, you face it with them."

And they are good friends, she realizes, not exactly surprised but happy all the same to have it confirmed for herself.

Which means that yes, she would take risks for Alice, for that is what you do for your friends. You shelter them, even at risk to yourself. She had once thought you could get through life unharmed by caring only for yourself and your own blood but life had taught her that things are a lot more complicated, and the ones who face danger for you and with you aren't necessarily blood relatives.

She gives Alice's hand another little pat and a squeeze. "We don't have to speak more of it now. Just know you won't be alone if he ever shows up here."

Alice sucks in a deep breath before slowly releasing it, trying really hard to calm down. She does realise she must be looking fairly crazy right now - getting all worked up over something Wen Qing seems to find so natural. And it's not that Alice doesn't get it, she would and has risked her life for some of her friends in Wonderland, after all. But it feels so different to have someone extend the same courtesy to her. Someone who actually exists outside of her own mind.

Someone who just implied--

".. Good friends." That's what they are. Alice doesn't find herself disagreeing with it. She can't be too sure what it's like to have a good friend, but she trusted Wen Qing so easily, despite the other's profession. Alice has confided in her, and Wen Qing has kept it secret, has never made fun of her for any of it or abused her trust.

Alice slowly releases her grip.

"I.. like the sound of that. It's unfamiliar, but nice." It's extremely awkward, but the corners of her lips do curl up just the slightest bit. "Though you must promise me the same thing in that case. At least let me knock some sense into anyone who shows up with the slightest ill will towards you."

"I can do that," Wen Qing agrees solemnly. It's not new to her to have someone stand at her side but it's still strange to think there would be another one who is willing to do so, when at home such people were almost impossible to find.

She has been very lucky with the people she met on this train.

"At home," she volunteers, a little more hesitant now, her hand finally falling away from Alice's to fuss with the hem of her sleeve, "I didn't have many friends either. I had many family and few friends outside of it. I couldn't really afford friendship." There's an actual bright smile lighting her face up now. "I'm grateful that this has changed."

Afford. It's an interesting choice of words, considering its implications. There's a lot of things it could mean - maybe Wen Qing was too busy with her family, if it was really that big. Or maybe there's something about her family to begin with that wouldn't net her many friends. There's a myriad of possible circumstances, really.

Not wanting to pry, Alice nods, her own expression turning surprisingly timid when faced with a bright smile like that.

"Well, that figures. It couldn't be your personality's fault." Maybe Alice thinks of Wen Qing's personality a tad too favourably, but honestly, she thinks so badly of her own personality that any other is going to look amazing next to it. It's still definitely a genuine compliment though. "But I suppose it means we can both get used to having actual friends."

If someone had home had told her this, or even most people here on the train, Wen Qing would have taken it as barbed criticism and responded appropriately scathingly. Yet knowing from Alice, it's different. For some reason, Alice seems to consider her genuinely kind - which, Wen Qing assumes, says a lot more about Alice's standards for kindness than about herself.

But whatever the reason or explanation may be, her easy acceptance still leaves her feeling warm, makes the smile come even more easily.

"We can both get used to it," she confirms solemnly, ignoring the comment about her personality simply because she doesn't know how to take that as a compliment without coming across as gruffly dismissive.

She reaches for Alice's shoulder again, just to give her a firm squeeze. "I'm grateful our paths crossed, Alice Liddell."

Her own response comes a moment slower, but perhaps it's since Alice just needs a moment to deal with the genuine emotion that overcomes her at hearing those words.

".. Me too."

For how terrible this train is, dragging people around as if they're little more than toys or puppets, at least it's given her a chance at meeting genuinely kind people. Some of which are apparently even glad to have met her. It feels near-impossible to wrap her head around, though she trusts Wen Qing's words.

"I.. should probably not linger here for too long though." There's too many people. Too much chaos. Alice has already felt on edge during the whole mission, and this whole situation - Wen Qing aside - just isn't helping that. "I'll go grab some tea. Will you be alright?"

Wen Qing gives her another small, tight smile, this one more encouraging than before. “I’ll be alright,” she promises, “don’t worry about me.”

Then, after a moment of hesitation she acknowledges, “I’m feeling much better now.” Because she hadn’t been okay at first and maybe it is alright to admit this to Alice.

She is truly better now, though, no longer feeling quite so shaken by the day’s events, and so she gives another little encouraging nod. “Go have your tea,” she says gently, “I need to return to my sleeper car and get a shower.”

"I'm glad that you are feeling better," Alice too admits. It's slightly vulnerable - which is the whole reason she doesn't like showing these things very much to begin with - but if she has to be vulnerable in front of anyone on this train, then it's probably best for it to be the person in front of her right now.

She means it, anyway. Even though Alice knows that horrible things happening is just an inevitable part of life, she still wishes for nothing to happen that would cause Wen Qing to feel anything but good.

There's even the very, very faint ghost of a smile on her face, quickly fading as she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I shall see you again later." And with that, she turns and leaves the crowded carriage.

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

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