Awkward Return | Llama Day 1 | Open

[so_dark_a_road]

Curufin suddenly found himself inside a large trunk in the Luggage Carriage. It was a little deeper than a coffin but not as long, so his legs were cramped. "WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING IN HERE???" he yelled, loud enough to be heard outside the trunk.

It was a claustrophobic situation, and he glared up through the dimness at the lid of the trunk. For some reason, it didn't occur to him that the thing probably wasn't locked. Suddenly there was a BANG, Curufin's fist bashing into the underside of the lid, and then a CRASH, Curufin's boot following up with an even harder blow.

Both the fist and the foot left holes in the lid, which popped open and fell against the back of the trunk. Curufin sat up and stared around the luggage car. "What the fuck?" he swore. And then he saw whoever else was in the car and quickly replaced the scowl with a very puzzled smile.

"Hello?" he said. He scratched his head. "Have I been gone from the train?"

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[so_dark_a_road]

He laughs softly, too. She's adorable when she blushes.

"I can't imagine anybody not accepting you for who and what you are, though obviously, there were some in your world who could not or would not. I am happy for you that you are now in a place where you don't need to worry about that, and so many are so friendly to you."

He smiles. "The kind of child you were during that event is something like the kind of child I was." No embarrassment necessary!

[runicfeathers]

More embarrassed flushing, she knows the words are true but it still feels so strange to be a reality for her. It's not normal for her, not at home, but this place has become her new home now.

"Mm! You are right! Ah-- you were a child full of energy too?"

That's hard for her to imagine, not with how he is now.

[so_dark_a_road]

"I was indeed a child full of energy. I flung myself out of bed each day and threw myself into whatever activity I had dedided on." He chuckles. "When we turned into our childhood selves on the train, I went to the Dining Car and jumped from one table to another until I ran out of tables, and then I started all over again. And again! And I swiped somebody's colored pencils and ripped out a page of my journal and drew a picture of a mad train-face and taped it on that impenitrable wall that prevents us from getting into the driver's compartment. Sort of a friendly insult."

Curufin can't help laughing at his young self, and how others had reacted.