voidtreckerexpress | Evasion and Chores

Who: Naja, her Cards, and whoever she can't avoid.
What: Doing her chores while trying to avoid everyone. Which... is just not going to work.
Where: Mostly the Garden Car and kitchen, but all over the place as she gathers laundry and scrubs.
When: After the train AMA till end of month
Warnings: Angst. Angst. Angst. Possible violence/war/PTSD mentions. Death mentions. Possible suicide mentions.

Najaran had a routine, and she could only hide from everyone for so long. Her excuses for not practicing more were the cramped quarters of the train, and her chores. So she had to get back to chores or Goligan and Glorfindel might find creative ways for her to practice somehow without endangering the train. But she really didn't want to see anyone, so she started working super early some days and super late at night other days, trying to avoid anyone who might be looking for her during the day.

She gathered dirty clothes with the help of Eidolon and Gremlin. She had sitting all crunched up in the corner of the Garden Car sorting clothes with Eidolon as Gremlin fetched kindling and scraps for the fire and she grabbed the biggest pot from the kitchen, filling it with water before she left. As she always did. Then she set up her stand over the fire and set the pot on the stand and lit the small fire. Because she kept it small it took forever to heat the water enough, but that was fine. She did the things that should be washed in cold first, using poor Goligan to stir. As usual. Then she hung the first load on the strings she tied up between the far wall and Knight before starting on the next load while that load dried.

Once all the wash was hanging to dry, she left her creatures to watch the fire as she went to the kitchen, scrubbed and refilled the pot then brought it back. She knew more or less how to use the range now, but still preferred to cook in the garden car because Knight didn't have enough room in the Kitchen and besides, this let her be productive while the washing dried. so she tended to the fire and the pot, sending Gremlin and Ediolon to fetch the ingredients and knives and cutting boards and such. She settled into work again when they returned, Knight peeling potatoes, Gremlin cutting the small vegetables that didn't need peeling, Ediolon doing small tasks as he could, and her doing the larger cutting and prep work. She tried to make soup at least twice a week, and enough of it at that for leftovers to last till the next pot, making due with whatever meat she could find in the kitchen, and whatever vegetables. Where she could she tried to make each soup different than the last unless the leftovers went fast.

Once the soup was all packaged up and the cooking scraps fed to whoever wanted them, she and her cards ate, then she took down the wash and folded it. She called Knight back into his card and started returning the clothes to the rooms they belonged to, then set about scrubbing.

Maybe she was working a little harder than usual, but the more she scrubbed... the less time she had to think about the fact that everyone here hated her now...

Threaded | Flat

After being on the moon for ten years, Della's sleep schedule is kinda wacky. So when others might be in their beds, Della's strolling around, trying to wear herself out. When she catches glimpses of movement in the garden car, she can't help but stick her head in.

"Hey! What's happening in this party?"

Curufin walked into the Garden Carriage, carrying his flute and looking for a peaceful place to practice his music. He often wandered the train during the night, having chronic insomnia. Also, being of the Elvish race, he didn't have as much need for sleep as most mortals did. He sometimes did chores at this time of night, but not tonight! And last reason, he had an intuition that Najaran was awake and out of her cabin.

He found her sorting laundry with Eidolon while her other creatures assisted with various tasks. He blinked in surprise to see the laundry being washed in a pot and hung on clotheslines. Najaran was obviously going out of her way to avoid others, if she wasn't willing to use the train's laundry facilities.

"Are you helping Red Team with their chores this month?" he asked. Red was assigned to laundry and Orange to cleaning the kitchen and bathrooms.

Lea wasn't normally up this late, but he'd been trying to work on a surprise gift for Xion which was difficult to do, as when she was awake, she was usually with him. Or else expected him to tell her what he'd been up to when he got back to the room. Thus, he had to find odd times to mess around with the ice cream machines so Xion wouldn't see or question.

He was on his way to do just that when he came across a young woman doing laundry. In the garden car. With a bunch of funky looking monsters hanging around. He just... stared at the scene for a moment before filing it away in the mental drawer with all the other bizarre things he'd seen in his life. All things considered, on a weirdness scale of one to ten, random monsters in the garden car probably only rated about a four at this point, if that, and since they weren't bothering anybody, he intended to return the favor.

One thing he did feel the need to point out though, as he approached the young woman. "We do have washing machines, you know," he said.

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Super late at night

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