[Semi-open] But you'll never see the price it costs- the scars collected all their lives

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Who: Eva + YOU!
What Nightmares and breaking points.
Where 3C, Kitchen, Game Car, and Quite Car.
When Night Egret 26
Warnings PTSD mentions, mentioned past death, blatant talk of what a realistic pokemon world's like.


Cabin 3C (Closed to Cabinmates- tag as you please thread.)
"NO-!" That is very much a strangled yell as Eva sits bolt upright, eyes wide as her heart pounds in her ears. "Not real-"

Because it's not. She knows what's happened. Nightmare. But that doesn't magically make the fact she's sweety go away, nor stop the ragged breaths, or the glances at cabin mates to check that yes, it was simply a rather bloody dream. They're still alive. Misa. Nerdanel. Feanor. Princess in his pokeball. They're alive. That means Peter. Kaito. Little One. Kaiba. The rest of the train.

The friends she's made and those she thinks of as family. They are alive and not dead or dying or hurt or hostages or or or-

This isn't Lavender Tower. Not Silph Co. This isn't that hysterical, blood and tear-stained night Fluffy came into her possession-

Hands clench blankets -sleeping bag- and knuckles go white. "There's blankets under me. Not rock..."

She curls up and tries to keep the sob from escaping. She really, really does. But she does anyway because under everything? she's scared and terrified and her mum isn't a teleport away.


OPEN: Kitchen or Game Car
a/ Kitchen
Somehow she manages to abscond to the kitchen.

Tea is good. Tea is the best at soothing nightmare shaken nerves, even if it's gone cold, and she's not really drinking it so much as she is staring at it, face blank and hollow. For all of Eva's optimism and generally sunny personality, she has been through hell and back and it shows.

She hates it.

Mostly, Eva's not sure how to handle this because her support network isn't here, and there are parts - many, many, many parts- of her world she's not comfortable with talking about with people who wouldn't understand.

"Four, grant me strength..."

b/ Game's Car
At some point, she leaves the kitchen with a thermos of tea, grabs one of the cloaks she burrowed (stole) from the aborted mission, and retreats into a beanbag. Princess is curled up on her lap, and Eva looks- Lost.

Lost, unsure. Not at all like her normal self. The quiet confidence she carries herself with is shattered for now. But, that doesn't stop her from trying to put a smile on her face should anyone approach her.

"Hey. Couldn't sleep too?"


Quiet carriage (Closed to Garret)
Eventually, though, Eva retreats to one of the quiet cabins, where she curls up in on herself. She has... a lot to think about. She'd been more open this night about the brutality of her world than she'd like.

She's not sure how to deal with it.

Thankfully, there's no more tears, but it doesn't mean she can't get lost in thoughts. Enough so that she jerks when the door opens. "Uh - Oh. Garret-san?"

She tried to offer him a smile, but honestly? she just looks tired. Tired and drained.

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"Oh I'm here for a while. Three days, probably," he teased. "But alright. If you sit up, i'll settle in." Three days is usually the upper end a witch will let a male fuss, and he hasn't gotten to fuss since the last time he was there for his wife's moontime.

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"Half an hour here, three days after I'm less likely to snap and put my foot in things, ok?. I-I understand it's um. Protocol? This?"

She's trying. She really is and it's the best she can do right now when she knows he means well, yet...

She feels on eggshells, she can't think straight and she can't call her counsellor and babble at her.

"I can't- I can't do more than that right now, because I'll start to babble and get angry and make no sense and you deserve better than that. I'm sorry."

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He laughed a bit. "Better than denting my head. Karla growls threats to do that after the first day and only if she mostly sleeps till then," he said with a light chuckle. An indicator of banter between friends. "You'll rest and we'll take this as it comes, as long as you need, alright?" he said with a smile. And a twinkle in his eyes. Because he intends to be the one who decides how long that is...

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There is so much she could say -she could dent his head, if she aimed well enough with an apple or rock, but she's not 13, he's not Satoru, and she's far better than that anyway that it'd be an egg she threw if anything at him-, but she settles on a sleepy:

"If you turn into Blue I will lock you in a cabin. Somehow. Karla? Your wife?"

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"No. Karla is a friend. My wife is Morghann." He settled in so she could rest on his lap. He held out a hand and called in a flace of chilled fruit juice. "Here, this will help some," he offered. "Did you want me to tell you about Karla?" he asked with a grin.

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She tries with the name. She really does. But- weird non-Kantan names are not on her mental to-do-list right now. "Morugan-dono better appreciate you... If she doesn't I'mma dunk her head in a toilet."

It's very much sleepy babbling protective friend-talk, even as she sips the juice. "Nah... Just. Stay until I sleep?"

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He laughed a bit. "Oh she does. Even when she wants to strangle me. That usually happens when I try to get a fourth day of fussing in, though," he said with a wink, vanishing the juice since she clearly doesn't want it. That's fine, he can chill it again if need be. "Besides, if you dunk her head, you'll be teaching my daughter some things she might try to use against her dad some day when she's old enough to be a pain in my ***," he said with a laugh. "And if you do that,. I'll have to make you babysit."

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There's a long, slow blink before Eva snickers as she settles more. "Don't you know? Kids find all kinds of ways to make parent's lives hell after they can walk. But part of being a parent is being ready for that."

With scolding, hugs, reassurances, a listening ear. Ready to help, but also guiding. By the Four, she misses hers so much right now.

"You'll be a good dad."

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"I hope so. Didn't get to spend much time being her dad before I wound up here..." He missed her desperately. And his wife. And his horses. And all the comforts of home, really.