voidtreckernet | Morning: Day 19 - Audio: Luggage Car

[ To say that Evie Grimhilde sounded annoyed was the biggest understatement one can make, and she looks about as mad as she sounds, not to mention she feels as though she looks a mess, so this is audio from the vicinity of the luggage car. ]

Miss Custer, if the conductor or whoever is going to make it a habit of putting people in suitcases without warning, you are going to have to find a new place to smoke. It smells like goblin refuse in here, and I’m sure my clothes have picked up the scent. Or just stop smoking all together, vices be damned.

[ ...she’s probably Big Mad if she’s swearing. ]

Harry, mo chridhe. [ She knows several languages so it shouldn’t be too shocking that she knows how to say ‘my heart’ in Scottish Gaelic. And she’s very aware of what she called him and what it implies, but that’s who he is. She knows just how he will have reacted to her disappearance, so reassuring him that it wasn’t her intention and that he was still very important to her and someone she chose gladly was the best idea. And her tone has changed. It’s softer, a fair hint of upset in it, along with sounding apologetic. ]

Where are you? I’m so sorry. We were supposed to meet, and then the conductor called me but then I woke up in a stupid suitcase. I really was looking forward to spending time with you, but...

[ Whatever she goes to say, she’s stopped. And her tone just sounds confused and alarmed. ]

How did I even get in there?

[ A soft inhale and an exhale from Evie and she’s muttering about smelling terrible. Thanks, Miss Custer. She hates it. ]

I’m going to shower and then I’m coming to find you, Harry. How does that sound?

[ With that, she turns off the device and leaves the carriage car, the frown on her face a mix of confusion and anger. It’ll change when she runs into people she knows but for now, she looks pissed. ]

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[ He knew, rationally, she was there. Just on the other side of the curtain, and okay, so maybe it wasn't the best idea waiting that close but he needed the reassurance that she wasn't disappearing again.

It was the longest wait of his life, and he wasn't great at waiting to begin with, but she reappeared from the shower and he visibly relaxed, body twisting around and rising from the floor to meet her, and it's only a beat or so later before he's tackling her in a fierce bear hug, nose burrowed against her shoulder. ]

Good. Welcome back.

[ Evie could have bet money that Harry wasn’t going to care that she was just in a towel, so she shoves the curtain aside to meet him in a hug, pressing her face against his neck as her free arm wraps around his shoulder. It was fine, surprisingly. Evie was good with modesty, but right now it didn’t matter. It was a thought in the back of her head that she was just from the shower.

Her main concern was her pirate, her wonderful and ridiculous pirate. Pressing a kiss to the side of his head and closing her eyes, she’s just glad to breathe him in just as they were. She’s quite content to hold him and be held. To just be quiet for a minute or two before speaking. ]

I’m sorry.

[ That she scared him. It wasn’t her fault, but she still felt terrible. ]

You should be.

[ Not that it's her fault; her reappearance proves what everyone said right, so he can't possibly hold her accountable. But it makes the tease easier when he doesn't mean it. He squeezes a little tighter for a couple beats before finally retreating enough to give her a little space. ]

Have a nice holiday, then?

Not really, no. If I’m going to go on any kind of vacation, I’d like you there. And I’d love to remember it. And I’d love it if I didn’t wake up in a suitcase.

[ Her fingers have found their way to the hair on the back of his head, running through it gently. Standing on her tiptoes, she kisses him quickly, her hand still holding her towel in place. ]

Most importantly, I’d just really like it if you had been there, wherever I was.

You don't remember?

[ He'd heard that might be the case, so it's not a huge surprise. Honestly he's not sure which would have been better, remembering or not, but it at least answers a question he'd been wondering. ]

Yeah me too.

[ He returns the kiss eagerly, then retreats to look at her, all his relief practically palpable. ]

You want me to let you get dressed? Not that I'm not enjoying the reunion as is.

I was heading to join you at chores, the conductor called me over the ICP. I went to see him and woke up in a suitcase.

[ Evie really has no idea how to not make that sound nefarious, but there it is. Something that will bug her for a while is how sudden it was to wake up in the luggage car.

Looking down at her towel and then giving Harry a small smile and a nod, she tilts her head to the door. ]

Give me a few minutes. But keep talking to me. Just so I know you’re still there. And so you know I’m still here. Okay?

Well that sounds...absolutely terrible. Clearly someone hasn't learned not to mess with the Isle.

[ With a not-so-subtle undertone implying that Someone Should Teach Him A Lesson.

But she requests some privacy, or at least a certain level of it, and he nods eagerly enough. ]

Absolutely. I'm not going anywhere, have no fear.

Thank you.

[ With that, she waits for him to leave before shutting the door. As she starts getting dressed, she talks. Speaking loud enough to be heard through the door. ]

If I guessed that you punched the wall to try to get to the conductor, how spot on would I be?

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