auroraexpress | (no subject)

Entry tags:

(no subject)

Who: Everybody!
When: Day 14, morning
Where: Public Lounge

[Good morning, Aurora. Things seem peaceful, don't they? But, well, there is a terrible doom brought upon this train. Maybe you noticed it near your
car. Maybe you felt a terrible presence in the wee hours of the morning. Maybe you just wanted to get breakfast in peace. But anyone going through
the lounge today will find themselves presented with something strange and terrible.

Stickers.

They're bright. They're sparkly. Naeva has an inordinant amount of them and is sticking them on anyone and anything she can get close to. If you ask, she'll probably
let you pick one out. Or maybe just snatch a sheet from her when her back's turned.

And hey, if you're not here for stickernanigans, maybe you still have some memories to broadcast? It's a beautiful morning for a beautiful mingle!]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

It hardly matters.

I didn't believe you to be so irascible, in that case, to become so incensed over a frivolity.

What do you know of me, really? To say anything with any authority.

Nothing, of course. It's simply been made so apparent that even I may take note of it, as previously noted.

What is it that you hope to accomplish here?

I'm inquiring into your well-being.

I believe I said I was fine.

With bitterness in your tone, followed by a twitch of your eye, followed then by a marked inability to control your own magic, each an unmistakable indication of compromised state of mind.

[ getting out another cigarette ]

Should the occurrence in question something you'd prefer not to disclose, with consideration to my relation to him, or simply because you and I are of no particular acquaintance, then that is certainly acceptable. Inquiry made with intent to improve such circumstance though this may be... as, again, one who has shared in your experiences to some degree... I hold no entitlement to such information. However -

[ and lighting up, breathing deeply ]

However, if it is clear to me that you are far from "fine" - if it is something that even I may take note of, with a cursory glance and the most rudimentary knowledge of your person - then it's certainly quite apparent to any individual within that train.

I would like to listen, were I permitted to do so, though there is little reason that it be me.

[She will strangle the next person who tells her she's not fine ~~and prove their point~~

Whenever things grow worse, she buries everything that much more deeply. She doubles down. She triples down. She quadruples down. The poison is left to seep and fester and it is very aware that it ever erupts. It simply becomes a part of her.

She is so used to poison.

But, for some reason, it is too much to swallow and keep down. She needs to spit out, and she snaps, quietly and harsh, the start of a winter storm that has yet to properly pick up.]

And who cares if anyone notices, hm? What do you? Who are they to me? And I to them? This is not where we--where I am supposed to be. This is not The Forest. Anyone who gave half a whit about me even against better judgement is gone. Gone. Hemlock is not here! Marigold is not here! Ka--

[She chokes on the word, she cannot even bear to say his name. Even in anger. Instead, she bites down on her lip, harder and harder and harder, until it bleeds. Pain is a distraction. ]

I see.

[ she could finish her sentence for her, or interject with her cursory thoughts - she's alone, she's lonely, she might care a little bit about people noticing it, but she keeps quiet, taking another long drag.

if 80H wants to keep going, she won't stop her. she did say she was going to try listening. ]

[It hits her that she's said something--which is very atypical for her, in these circumstances--and to Elaine of all people. It leaves her feeling raw, vulnerable, pathetic but also oddly...no that cannot be right.

She doesn't understand it.]

But it is fine. I am here now so I will adapt and perform as I am made to do. So, really, there is no cause or need for concern.

[not that she believes elaine. she cannot wrap her head around her caring so she will simply not try to puzzle it. she doesn't really have room for it at the moment anyway]

Respectfully, concern does persist independent of cause and need both.

[ it's what he'd want her to do, after all, so here she is. ]

Would you like some curry?

[she was about to snap back on that point but is completely derailed.

she would actually love some and her stomach starts to rumble.

Loudly.]

No, thank you. I do not need to eat.

[unless it is peop

stomach is LOUD]

... Then I suppose you won't mind accompanying me to the kitchen.

To what end?

[SHE ISN'T HUNGRY]

I'm not certain there is very much to be done within any kitchen, save for cooking.

Edited 2019-03-05 05:40 (UTC)

I never agreed to anything and I said that I was not hungry, in point of fact.

Likewise, I don't believe I've made any manner of reference to seeing you fed beyond that assertion.

[ that pointedly false assertion, but she holds her tongue on that this time. ]

You asked me if I wanted curry.

[like, look, she is the queen of pretending but she cannot like pretend that didn't happen.]

Unless you were simply mentioning it for no reason at all, reasonable conclusions can be drawn.

To which you replied that you were not hungry, yes, as was clarified moments ago. Following that, my own reply was simply that there was little reason you could not accompany me to the kitchen regardless, as you are "not hungry," particularly.

[she could think of a few reasons]

Very well, then.

Thank you.

[ once she finishes and voids that second cigarette, she shifts her weight back onto her feet, turning ]

Is there anything remaining that you'd like to see to here, in that case?

Nothing that cannot wait.

[ right, well

turning on her heel. back into the train and into the common kitchen ]

[

followssss

BUT SHE DOESN'T LIKE IT!!!! B(]