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

[mtsilver_conquor]

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

[stealsyourheart]

He considers. "Huh! Like... protecting you, maybe?"

[mtsilver_conquor]

"That or protecting smaller things. Granted, it's not foolproof, but it does make people think twice at least."

[stealsyourheart]

"Makes sense yeah! Why are you hesitating about asking?"

[mtsilver_conquor]

"Aside from the tails thing?" Which is easily the reason NOT to have a ninetales on the train. "Mostly the size; They're roughly a metre-and-ten at the shoulder when standing and biggest tail's about a metre long."

[stealsyourheart]

He nods. "Yeah, at that size... it'd be squeezy on the train, and with the tail thing... that could be an issue. I see your point! I mean, you could tell people not to touch, but..."

But people are people, after all.

[mtsilver_conquor]

She nods with a tired, bitter laugh. "Yeah. At least I have a lot of monsters, so even if I don't get my mains, I can still make some sort of team."

[stealsyourheart]

He considers.

"Well, I mean, I think you should ask for them coz... you miss them. Don't worry so much about building a team. I mean, we don't even know if it'd be accepted, right?"

[mtsilver_conquor]

Almost as much as I miss my family, but she doesn't say that. Instead, she pushes a half-grin onto her face. "You've got a point, there. Plus, trying and failing is better than not, in the end. Well... typically."

[stealsyourheart]

"And like. Maybe the train will be happy to let you have Nona! You never know."

[mtsilver_conquor]

"Maybe. I can only hope. Failing that, I'll get him as a plush."

And thoroughly show it off to e v e r y o n e.

[stealsyourheart]

"Worth a shot." He agrees with a grin.

"I wonder if the store has plushies other than the teddy bears..."

[mtsilver_conquor]

"Something to consider when it's not arse o'clock," she as she stifles down a yawn.

She is silent for a while, but. She might as well say it again before she sends him to bed. "Also... I'm sorry. For what I dragged you into doing on the aborted mission. I know I promised you to silence about Fluffy, but can I ask another promise of you, Mr. Fairy?"

It's said as if she expects the answer to be a negative, or that she'll have to promise something in return. Fairies are tricky, after all.

[stealsyourheart]

He blinks at her, having started to drift off a bit.

"Hm? Yeah?"

[mtsilver_conquor]

Eva gives him a wry smile.

"Promise me when I send you to bed you'll actually make it there and sleep."

[stealsyourheart]

He wrinkles his nose at her.

"Don't wanna~"

[mtsilver_conquor]

Just. Icon face. So much icon face.

"You were drifting off just now and bed is far better than a seat or beanbag."