Egret 26: Duo and Trowa

[sendiintheclown]

Where: Quiet carriage


Trowa entered the third cabin of the quiet carriage and sat down with a sigh. He had brought some sandwiches and some of the pulled pork from one of the boars Creed had brought back, and was not just waiting for his friend. The morning had been insane with what had happened in the wee hours in the kitchen, and he was feeling fairly overwhelmed by it all. Luckily, Duo promised to have something to help with that.

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[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo could always be relied on to be there in a friends time of need. And this was long overdue.

He'd gone to ask Stark for booze. He'd been laughed at but apparently the guy actually made stuff himself. And wasn't Duo lucky enough he had a spare bottle right there. The braided pilot was very happy with his good fortune and, after thanking the older guy, he took a walk a few doors down and knocked on the door to the third cabin.

[sendiintheclown]

Trowa knew the sound of Duo's walk, almost as well as he knew Quatre's. Leaning over, he slid the door to the carriage open and welcomed his friend inside. "Just realized I forgot glasses. Hope you brought some."

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Train dad hooked us up!" Duo laughed as he walked in with a bottle in one hand and two glasses in the other, neither matching, small but not shot glasses. But he wasn't fussy about that at all. He let the door close behind him and slipped into the booth opposite Trowa and set the bottle and glasses on the table. Then grins at the food. "Hungry or something?"

[sendiintheclown]

Ttrowa grinned and passed over one of the sandwich plates. "Drinking on an empty stomach leads to godawful hangovers. Food makes the booze better."

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Not wrong there!" Duo happily grabbed one of the sandwiches and took a bit bite. He hadn't eaten so far that day, hadn't really felt hungry. But having the sandwiches right there and smelling oh so good, he couldn't help himself.

He turned and sat with his back against the wall and his feet up and stretched out across the seat, and relaxed to eat. "Y'know, feels like this is the first time I've tried to relax since getting here. How weirds that?"

[sendiintheclown]

"I know what you mean." Taking a big bite of his sandwich, Trowa nodded in agreement. He reached for the bottle and opened the lid, filling each glass. "Looks like this is some strong home-brew, too."

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Vodka, apparently." Duo replied with a chuckle after swallowing his mouthful of sandwich. He reached over for a glass and brought it up to his nose to take a sniff. It sort of smelled like vodka, but Trowa was right, also smelled strong. "Best kinda moonshine, I guess!" He winked and took a drink, figuring if it was going to kill either of them it should be him, since he had brought it.

Duo coughed and laughed and set the glass down. "Damn... that's really strong! But not half bad."

[sendiintheclown]

Trowa boldly knocked back half of his glass before sputtering and coughing. "Ебена мать." Once he was able to stop coughing, he grinned and sipped a little more slowly. "It is decent, that's for sure."

[Russian for Holy shit]

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo burst out laughing. "Serves you right!" He gasped out between laughter. Even he hadn't been dumb enough to risk knocking back that much of a home made spirit without knowing just how strong it was.

"Lesson leaned, huh?" He was very amused.

[sendiintheclown]

"Yкуси меня." Trowa rolled his eyes and topped off his glass. "Yeah. Shit, today has been insane." He sighed as he sank back against the cushioned seat, nursing the alcohol slowly between bites of his sandwich.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo smirked and bit into his sandwich instead.

"Yeah?" He asked, raising a brow at that. "Just today?"

[sendiintheclown]

"You've seen the dark haired kid with the glasses on the train, right? The one who looks like he thinks he's the smartest one in the room?"

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo gave Trowa a somewhat blank look. He would have rather had a name, now he had to think to bring up a damn name. There were a few dark haired kids. But how many with glasses? He mentally went though the roster and nodded. Got him. "What about him?"

[sendiintheclown]

"Apparently Conan isn't actually a kid. Something about the healing that was done on him after the boar had hurt him on the mission interfered with some kind of poison he was dosed with in his world. I saw him change." It had been alarming to say the least to see that happen.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Once again Duo raised a brow. A kid changed into a not-kid because he was healed from a poison after he was hurt by an oversized and disgruntled hog? "So... just another day on the Voidtrecker, huh?" Duo remarked with a chuckle, and followed the line with a drink.

"Must have been a shock. How're you holdin up?" Duo asked, a hint of concern in his tone for his friend.

[sendiintheclown]

"Well, considering I was starting to think of him like a little brother? Shaken the fuck up. Threw me off so much I was speaking Italian." Trowa finished his sandwich and knocked back the rest of his glass.

[maxwellsdaemon]

As a little brother? Duo didn't comment on that. He might have questioned getting attached so easily to these people, but hadn't he started to tentatively make friends of his own? Or at least a friend. He wasn't about to judge.

"That blows. But at least the guys okay, right? Maybe not the same age as before but if he'd unhurt that's gotta count for somethin."

[sendiintheclown]

"Apparently. But it's muzeaj sakhif to watch a seven year old have a fever so high he starts actually steaming." Not to mention the chest pains.


[Arabic for fucking disturbing]

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Alright, that's weird." Duo agreed, but he couldn't quite work up the same amount of shock about it as Trowa. He had met the kid in question but a brief meeting was all that was.

[sendiintheclown]

"Pretty terrifying to watch, too. Seven year olds shouldn't be clutching their chests in pain, either." Trowa's expression turned dark for a moment before he shook it off. "Thanks again for the knives, by the way. Did you get enough for yourself, too?"

[maxwellsdaemon]

"I'll bet." Duo nodded and gave his friend a sympathetic smile. Technically the guy hadn't been a seven year old kid having a heart attack though. He'd been much older and lying to people. But hey, if they wanted to skip over that fact then more power to them. Duo wouldn't be the one to point out the guy was an asshole for hiding something important like that and making people feel for him.

"No problem! And sure did. I've a few I still had on me when I was zapped back here. So I've a few things I brought back with me. And guess what?" Duo smirked. "Got myself some lock picks as well."

[sendiintheclown]

Trowa grinned and held up his glass in a toast to Duo at that. "Good, I'm glad to hear it. It's been odd knowing that you're here without your standard tool kit." Leaning forward, he refilled Duo's glass. "You know that one elf who tends to glow? I think his name starts with a G, I asked him to make some knife sheaths today. He was butchering one of the boars, so it seemed appropriate."

[maxwellsdaemon]

He happily accepted the refill and then grinned. "Glorfindel. C'mon man, you're not tellin me you don't know all the names on the train already? He's a good guy. Gave me a tie for my hair." Checking out the train roster was one of the first things he'd done along with memorising the layout of the train. While he didn't believe he'd met everyone yet, he knew everyone's names, and the picture that went with those names.

[sendiintheclown]

"I've learned the names I've needed to." Trowa defended himself half heartedly. "He does seem like a good person. Though he called me Corporal Trowa on the wall when I was playing along with his story of having been sent by the crown."

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo grinned. He wondered if that made him weird knowing everyone's names before they even knew his? He saw it as being safe. Forewarned was forearmed. Of course when he met someone 'new' he would always act like he had no idea who they were. It was only polite. He didn't want to come off as creepy, after all!

"Corporal, huh?" He laughed and lifted his glass to his lips to take a drink. "Wonder what he'd call me... And I swear to gods if you say private I'll shove that bottle up you sideways!" It was a half hearted threat, he didn't want to waste good booze!