[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.

Comments

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita steps back, to head towards the kitchen counters again, giving a thumbs-up.

"One decaf, coming up!" she says.

But the companionship is more important than the warmth, she thinks.

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Worth more than the tea, and Eva's eyes track Nita, watchful and alert, but given the nature of her nightmare, it's no wonder.

"Thank you. Maybe after I get my phone, I should see about some berry-fruits. Oban tea is to die for."

[unfavorableinstigation]

"Oban? What kind of flavor is it?"

It's not something Nita's had before, but she wouldn't say no with to description like that.

[mtsilver_conquor]

"The peel of an unrip obon berry-fruit. Sickly sour, but great with honey. The fruit itself is is bitter and often used in herbal stuff."

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita thinks over that one, then nods.

"Bitter's good for that, yeah. ... Wait, do we have honey?"

Forgive her, if they happen to have some; she may have just forgotten.

[mtsilver_conquor]

"I don't know. I don't use it often."

Truth, that. Honey's great, but it's not an everyday staple for Eva.

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita shrugs.

"If we find it on a world, you can bet we'll stock up, anyway."

If it's allowed, or doesn't crush the local ecosystem...

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"Of course we will. I don't like it though. That we're stealing, yet.."

There's a small shrug. "I think as long as we take things that won't be missed... It's ok."

It has to be ok.

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita nods. "As long as we're keeping something from going to waste, not just taking..."

There's room in the Oath for that, anyway.

Being a wizard wasn't always about black-and-white thinking. As people grew up, things took on more shades of grey...

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Eva's smile is weak and uneasy. "Yeah... but it still sits ill, you know? Voidtreckers are heroes, not thieves."

[unfavorableinstigation]

"Yeah."

Not a nice place to leave the conversation, is it?

"Can't really excuse it to ourselves, anyway - not forever."

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"True, but until then..."

Eva shrugs. "Well, we turn that tap when we come to it."

Thread wrap here?

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita hasn't quite heard that turn-of-phrase before, but she gets what Eva means anyway.

She nods.

Yus!

[mtsilver_conquor]

Eva falls silent, content with the company.

More than that, her minds finally starting to settle and there's tea to be enjoyed, not just drunk.