Boston Station

[Hollywood Heidi]

Boston Station

[DarkSideCookie]

Eve took a seat on the station's ground, the cold stone she got used to call home, and threw her backpack next to her. A sigh escaped her, as she freed her feet from the long ago trash can-ready boots. It has been a hard day, and even though it wasn't different from all recent days, there was a little smile in the corner of her mouth.

Eve opened her backpack and took out the today's prey. A small chocolate cake with white stripes on it. Quickly she searched her pack for the little extra she got. A thin candle she placed on the top of the small cake. The candle actually almost filled out the whole cake. It was anyway one of that sort, you were getting in the supermarket for only some dollars, but then, it was the first cake Eve has had for years. Even though it was only a self-made-present anyway.

At last Eve took out her lighter to light the candle. For a moment she just sat there, watching the little fire on the top of her cake.
"Alles Gute zum Geburtstag, Eve...*", she whispered, smiling but also with a bitter tone in her voice.
Just as she wanted to lean back to light up a cigarette with the lighter in her hand, a bark sounded through the deserted station in this late hour.

"Einstein!", Eve greeted the approaching dog, a black-white Labrador Retriever. The dog wasn't really hers, but became her best friend, since her time in Boston. She even wasn't sure, if he did belong to someone or was a tramp just like her. "I knew you wouldn't forget about my birthday, would you?"
In a lovely way Eve shook the dog's ears.
Even though her english wasn't as good as her german was, she spoke in english to the dog for some reason. Maybe because Einstein was a real Bostonian.

After she has given her welcome to him, the dog suddenly prodded her with the tip of his nose. "Okay okay, I'll blow it out to make a wish.", Eve answered with a laugh. Then she closed her eyes, took a long breathe in silence, before she let it out again in the candle's direction.

Her eyes opened again. The candle was dead. Her wish made. The smile disappeared from her lips, as she thoughtfully stroked Einstein's fur. No one would ever get to know the wish she made. Though, it was the same as every year...

A family.


*translation: Happy Birthday, Eve.

[Storyteller]

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Friday, November 15th, 1946

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Evening

[Kristi Lynne]

The click of her uncomfortable heels echoed as Mazie hurried down the stairs to the platform. She came to a stop near one of the columns, inhaled and slowly exhaled to calm her nerves. She looked at the scrap of paper with the address once more to confirm she was taking the right train before folding it up and replacing it in her pocket. With hands tucked into her coat, Mazie methodically rocked back and forth from heel to toe. 'It's just a job interview,' she told herself. 'You've had them before. Don't freak out.'

There was a girl sitting against the wall, talking with a dog. She'd seen them in the station before and wondered what their story was. The girl didn't approach people begging for money or work; she seemed content with her circumstances. Well, maybe not content but not as aggressive or desperate as others you might meet. Mazie checked her watch, wondering when the train might arrive.

"Cute dog," she began hesitantly, walking closer to the girl. "Has he got a name?"

[DarkSideCookie]

Eve hasn't heard the clicking sound of the pair of heels approaching her, nor wouldn't she care, even if he had. Eventually she had come to terms with the fact she had to share her home with strangers. That arrangement was called ignoring. As she did this time.

"Cute dog,""Has he got a name?"

After some moments of just ignoring the woman above her, Eve gave her a dismissive look after all. "What you want? Tellin' us to go home?" Even though the woman has started a conversation in a different way than she was used to, Eve released her usual reaction. "Just leave us in peace!"
Eve already was about to pack her things and leave to a more private place.

[Kristi Lynne]

"What you want? Tellin' us to go home ... Just leave us in peace!"

"No, no," Mazie said hurriedly, "I'm not trying to tell anyone anything." She hadn't been prepared for a hostile reaction, but she should have known better. A girl on her own in a big city usually had to be on the defensive. Even with an upbringing of Southern hospitality. "I was just...making conversation."

As the girl was gathering her belongings, she noticed the small cake and candle in her hand. "I'm sorry, you were celebrating something," Mazie concluded. "I'll leave you to it." She turned to walk back to the edge of the platform, staring into the dark tunnel and waiting for oncoming lights.

[DarkSideCookie]

"No, no,""I'm not trying to tell anyone anything."

As if, Eve thought with an inner hiss. All adults do.

"I was just...making conversation.""I'm sorry, you were celebrating something,""I'll leave you to it."

Eve ignored her and continued packing her things. She even didn't look up at the woman again. Only out of the corner of her eye she saw the expensive looking shoes (every shoe is looking expensive, when you wear as trash can-ready boots as herself's) walking away. She swallowed the rest of her cake, leaving the candle on the ground, before turning to Einstein to leave together with him. The dog however wasn't there anymore. "Einstein?"

Right after she has called out his name, Eve saw him walking to the just-making-a-conversation woman and curiously sniffing at her.
"Kameradenschwein...*", she whispered with another inner hiss, making no move to walk over too, instead had a black look at the woman from afar.


* translation: backstabber

[Kristi Lynne]

Mazie had crossed her arms, trying to contain her nerves as she ran over potential interview questions in her head, when she felt a cold, wet nose against her leg. "Oh, hello," she greeted as she looked down and saw the dog at her side. She kneeled down and held her hand out to him, wanting to make sure it was welcome if she intended to pet him. "Sorry I don't have any treats for you. Hard enough keeping myself fed these days," she remarked as her smile faltered. "Could you tell I needed some doggie kisses?" 

Mazie paused to glance over at the girl, who still seemed quite unhappy and ready to bolt. "But I think I know someone who needs them more," she added, with a nod toward his human companion. 

[DarkSideCookie]

Eve was still standing at a distance, watching them. Her features were easing though, as she saw how much Einstein already trust her. This woman actually didn't seem to be like one of those pompous chicks walking by once in a while. At least she was an animal lover.

"Oh, he's such a mooch.", Eve said, as she yet again came over to them with scuffing steps. "Give him a finger and he takes the whole hand." Her hands buried in the pockets of her leather jacket, she looked down at the dog.

[Kristi Lynne]

"Oh, he's such a mooch...Give him a finger and he takes the whole hand."

Mazie gave the girl a sincere smile when she made her presence known. "Well, some people are the same way," she remarked, as she petted the dog's ears. "But I am a sucker for sad brown eyes."

She stopped kneeling by the dog and stood up. "He seems sweet. It's good that you're not alone down here. Not that I'm trying to tell you what to do," she added hurriedly. "I just remember how lonely it was when I first moved here. Judging by the accent, you're from out of town, too?" 

[DarkSideCookie]

"Well, some people are the same way,"

Most likely. But the sad truth was Eve didn't know much about people at all. Most of her life she had spent alone, only she and her thoughts. But the ones around hadn't been the nicest. So why wasting time with them?

"But I am a sucker for sad brown eyes.", the woman added, petting Einstein's ears.

Eve was still looking down at him. Animals were so different. They didn't fight wars about race, culture or religion. Sometimes she even wished to be a dog, so that she would be able to talk to her only friend.

Lastly their eyes met, when the woman next to her stood up, letting off from the dog. "He seems sweet. It's good that you're not alone down here. Not that I'm trying to tell you what to do,""I just remember how lonely it was when I first moved here. Judging by the accent, you're from out of town, too?"

"I'm not.", Eve suddenly negated without turning red at all. "Always have been here.", she continued lying. This definetely was one of her worst habits, she even seemed to have lost control over it. It just happened.
"Was found in a trash can, when I was a baby. My accent is because I was raised by a polish immigrant." This was one of thousand stories she had told people asking her out. Also there had been a variety of nationalities she reputedly belonged to.

[Kristi Lynne]

"I'm not. Always have been here. Was found in a trash can, when I was a baby. My accent is because I was raised by a polish immigrant."


"That's so...I'm so sorry," Mazie said, her brows furrowed with concern for the girl. Sometimes she forgot how lucky she was to be raised in a safe home with a family that loved and protected her. Kids didn't need to know how cruel the world could be, how cruel people could be to one another.

She could see a pinprick of light and hear the distant roar as the train approached. "Look, I'm not going to insult you, I know you're not looking for charity," Mazie said, as she fished through her purse for a piece of paper. She finally found the folded menu and handed it to the girl. "There's a place near my old work called Fabrizia's Bakery. If you get really hungry, or you want a proper cake, go there and ask for Rosalina. Tell her to put it on my tab," she explained. "At least say you'll think about it."

[DarkSideCookie]

"That's so...I'm so sorry,"

Eve was shrugging her shoulders, her hands still buried in her jacket pockets, while she gave the woman an it-is-how-it-is look. Even though this had been a lie, a ridiculous story, the drama of hers wasn't less sad.

Eve's eyes followed the woman's direction of view. 'Just climb into the train and drive home to your rich husband and your two well-behaved kids', she thought actually pretty much judgemental herself. 'Oh right, before you said your good bye and your sorry about my life didn't went different, while you actually think you should be ashamed to live like that or something like...'

"Look, I'm not going to insult you, I know you're not looking for charity,""There's a place near my old work called Fabrizia's Bakery. If you get really hungry, or you want a proper cake, go there and ask for Rosalita. Tell her to put it on my tab,"

Wait, what? Eve looked at her with a puzzled expression and when she didn't find in her face what she was searching for (any hint that would prove her joking or something), she looked down at the folded menu she has handed to her.

"At least say you'll think about it."

"I could contemplate it.", Eve replied with another shrug, watching the train lights entering the station. That was all she was ready to give for now. Einstein started to bark, when the train came to stop.

[Kristi Lynne]

"I could contemplate it."

"Good," she said with a curt nod. "I'm Mazie, by the way. Just tell Rosalina I'm trying to find a new job so I can come back for my daily cheese danish. That is, if you decide to go there." She leaned down for one last pat on the dog's head before walking to the opening doors. "Take care of each other, okay?" 

She made her way to an empty seat and lowered herself into it, giving the girl and her dog a slight wave out the window as the doors closed and the train lurched into motion.

***Mazie leaves for Hartigan McClane's Office, H.R. Investigations***

[DarkSideCookie]

"Good,""I'm Mazie, by the way. Just tell Rosalina I'm trying to find a new job so I can come back for my daily cheese danish. That is, if you decide to go there."

Eve didn't show any sign of reaction to the woman's late introduction. There was no need to tell her her name in return. And so she just silently followed the woman's direction of view down at Einstein.

"Take care of each other, okay?" Einstein confirmed her words with another bark, before the woman made her way into the train, giving them a slight wave out of the window. Eve answered her wave with a slight nod, barely noticeable though. Maybe she even hasn't noticed herself. One moment later the doors closed and the train lurched into motion. And another moment later there was silence. Eve was alone again.

The folded menu, the woman has handed out to her, still lay in her closed hand. Eve looked down at it, as she approached a nearby trash can, about to throw it in, when suddenly Einstein let out another bark.

Eve paused. "You want me to really contemplate it?", she asked in the dog's direction. "Fine. You win. But that is just because I hate arguing with you."
With a little shake of her head, though smiling, Eve let the menu disappear into the pocket of her jacket. It was just a piece of paper anyway. Before she turned around to walk back to her place in the station, she had one last look at the tracks. Maybe there were good people. Another shake of her head swept away that upcoming thought and brought her back to the here and now.

With slow steps, her hands back in her pockets, she started a quite sing-song. "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday ..."


***

[DarkSideCookie]

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A quite sigh escaped Eve, when she has caught herself fallen asleep for a while. Her head leaned back at the wall behind, her eyes meeting with Einstein's, who seemed to have nodded off too. One hand automatically reached out to him to gently stroke his fur.

This was the second birthday she spent in homelessness. But then, hadn't she been homeless for quite some more years? There was only one thing she really missed back from her days in the orphanage. That was the small crackling radio that had stood right next to her pillow at the end of her tatty cot. Eve still could hear June Christy singing about where you can make it by using just your imagination. A smile suddenly appeared on her face, as she closed her eyes and did what she had been used to back at that time. Imagine.

[Anduin]

***Jack entered The Boston Station***

What a day! Shit!!! Another lost job... Of course, he often was late for work – ordinary one or two times a week – but in his opinion his boss exaggerates by dismissing him. What a huge asshole... He didn't know what to say to that for his advocacy - That he was too late because he seeked for his father, who is a murderer?! Hardly likely.

And so he decided to kill time. Fortunately he had taken his portable radion and his guitar with him – and some money to buy cigarettes and beer! His footsteps leaded him straight to the Boston Station. It became late, so it would be time to get... home. Home – not really... He never felt home anywhere since his father had shown his true face... Suddenly his thoughts were distracted because the radio reception got interrupted.

„Damn it!“, slipped out of his mouth.

He should find a good place where he can relish his beer and think about a new job... Then he noticed the girl with her dog. She ought to be same age as him. It seemed that she didn´t notice him, but the dog did and kept half an eye on him. Jack, who normally doesn´t like to talk to strangers, decided to break this habit. This girl looked like being sad, even he can´t say in which way – it was just a feeling. Perhaps she also had a bad day.
Jack coughed slightly to get her attention.

„Hey there“, he said and raised his hand a bit. „Is this seat taken?“ He even showed her a sly smile.

[DarkSideCookie]

Suddenly a coughing sound brought her back into reality. These coughing, that someone does, when one politely wanna tell you, that this was no place for homeless people to make them feel home. Eve's head raised only a little, not greatly impressed, so to speak.

„Hey there“ The boy didn't exactly look like what she has awaited. Not one of those snotty persons normally tried to get her attention with a coughing sound. A hand was raised in her direction. Eve looked down at it for a moment. Not more impressed as she has been before. Was this the day of annoying strangers trying to chitchat with her? „Is this seat taken?“ A smile was shown. Not getting responded.

"It's not that I would have drawn a number to get it.", she lastly replied pretty resentful, already turning her gaze away from the stranger. He could do whatever he wanted to. But once he would appear to be a pain in the neck, Eve was out. Einstein gave her a hortative look from the side, before he decided to just enjoy the fur stroking in silence, his head placed upon his paws.

[Anduin]

Okay, it seemed that she didn´t really want to talk. But if he was true to himself, he couldn´t blame her. Normally he avoided needless conversations, too.

While the girl kept calm and stroked the dog, Jack didn´t move and was silently deep in thought. Perhaps it was not her who needed to have company – but him...

Then – after one whole minute – he realized reality again. Before he sat down, he leant his guitar against the wall and put his portable radio aground. One hand tapping on the radio he swore at it. „This damn bitch always betrays me at the stations – shite technics!“


With a shrug and a sigh he started to rummage through his backpack for a little while until he found what he had search for: his cigarettes. He lighted one with a matchstick, took a drag and closed his eyes for a moment. After blowing out he held his cigarette packet out to the girl. „Wanna one?“
After a short pause he added: „I´ve beer, too. It could help sometimes, you´ll see...“
Another pause while he extracts two bottles out of his bag and opened them with his teeth - a skill he learned from the blood of a drunk.
Suddenly he smirked, his voice sounded amused although he didn´t really feel like this. „Maybe this crappy day could turn into a better one – Cheers!“

[DarkSideCookie]

Eve mentally turned to her side, when the boy didn't say or didn't do anything at all. Was he planning on just standing there and doing nothing? Not that she would have preferred any kind of conversation instead, but then, maybe this was even more disturbing. Eventually and somehow finally Eve heard the boy moving again, even though that meant sitting down next to her. As her eyes caught something interesting from the side, her head turned to him after all.

„This damn bitch always betrays me at the stations – shite technics!“

Eve looked down at the portable radio. She missed the sound of music. Too bad that this one wasn't working. She turned back to her former position, while the boy started to rummage his belongings. The sound of someone lighting up a cigarette assailed her ear.

„Wanna one?“

Another time her head turned to the side, her still saying nothing, also making no move to receive one of the offered cigarettes. She was a smoker too, but somehow got the feeling that accepting the offer would mean to have to start a real conversation. She didn't exactly fancy doing that.

„I´ve beer, too. It could help sometimes, you´ll see...“

It seemed the boy didn't give up. Eve let out one annoyed sigh, before she received one of the bottles. Did he just opened them with his teeth? Crazy...

„Maybe this crappy day could turn into a better one – Cheers!“

"Well, thanks.", she replied tersely, as she felt she had to. Just hopefully he didn't expect her to ask about that crappy day line. Eve took one deep sip of the beer. Oh, this was tasty. One slight smile escaped her.

"You have to adjust the antenna.", she suddenly said after another long pause of silence and pointed to the radio on the ground. She was used to interferences with reception with the portable radio she had in her room back at the orphanage. As none of the caretakers has had an interest in helping her with anything, she had to learn how to take care of stuff herself, even if it was only to adjust an antenna.

[Anduin]

Oh boy, this girl was more silent than himself! At least she said thanks to him fort he beer, she even smiled a little bit. Jack wouldn´t ask her about her bad day or told her something about his one – he knew what it was like to be at the edge of the food chain.
So he was astonished when she began to speak. "You have to adjust the antenna." Jack looked at her, took a deep drag of his cigarette and an even more deep pull on his beer before he answered with nothing more than an „Uh-huh“ and another pull on the bottle. Damn it! He should have remember himself to do so! Whatever! „Well, now the ball is in your court, girl.“ If she wanted to and if she really could, she shall do so. He would prefer the music from the radio to his own with the guitar, because at that precise moment he would only sing sad songs. A bit frustrated he unhesitatingly drank off the alcohol.
„Hmph! I was wrong. It becomes from bad to worse – beer is dead...“

Out of the blue he smashed the empty bottle aground with a shrug and a sigh.

[DarkSideCookie]

Eve took a gulp of the beer herself, when there was another pause of silence following her advice with the radio.

„Uh-huh“

She looked back at him. And when it seemed like he wasn't going to say anything else, her eyes were wandering to the radio on the ground once again.

„Well, now the ball is in your court, girl.“

The boy even hadn't pronounced this, as Eve already began adjusting the antenna.

„Hmph! I was wrong. It becomes from bad to worse – beer is dead...“

A static was accompanying his words, while she still tried to make the radio work. When he ditched the empty bottle Einstein was raising his head, the dog's ears erected in alertness. "Fraidy cat.", Eve suddenly sneered at her furry friend as a sideline.

Suddenly the static got replaced by the start of a song. Eve leaned back with another smile, when she heard June Christy sing. Not her all time favourite song, but still, that voice made her inwardly relax. She emptied the beer in her hand in one go and emulated the boy's deeds by giving Einstein another affright. This time they both earned one of his disapproving looks in return though. Eve stuck her tongue out at the dog.

[Anduin]

Jack got lost in his thoughts for a while. He didn´t hear the girl’s tease to her dog. But then the radio started to play again. She rally fixed it. Perhaps he could have done this by himself but he had no patience for those things. So he just took another drag of his cigarette, now with a contented smile on his lips. It was only when she also smashed her bottle to the ground that he turned his face to her. And when he saw her stucking her tongue out at the dog, he couldn´t stop himself from laughing out loud. „You asked for it, doggie!“

Then Jack remembered that he got four bottles left in his bag and put those on the ground. „Lucky me! And lucky you – you´re welcome!“ He also handed her an unopened cigarette pack and gave her a friendly smile. „Considering your help with the radio.“

A little time passed by. They were just sitting there in silence, drinking and smoking. But it felt a bit like there was someone who understand for the first time. Living alone on the fringes of society was never easy. This girl seemed to be similar to himself. And even though it was a bad day it came to a better ending.

Another song from the radio: Frank Sinatra’s #1 Five minutes more. Jack grabbed his guitar, started to play the melody and began to sing along. That was none of his loaned skills but rather his own.


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[Storyteller]

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Saturday, November 16th, 1946

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Morning

[DarkSideCookie]

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It was very early in the morning, the sun not even up yet, when something bright made her eyes squint, letting her dream fall apart. It took her only a little moment, till she became aware of the situation.

The lights of three or four flash lamps made her startle all of a sudden. The remains of her dream were forgotten immediately. Acting in haste Eve, still with her midnight silk, packed all her things, which meant to let everything in her range randomly disappear in the inside of her tattered bag. She not even noticed the one thing not belonging to her goods, but didn't hestitate for a second to let the portable radio disappear in it too. The radio from the boy she has met just yesterday.

"C'mon, Einstein.", she whispered to the dog, already up, next to her. "We have to leave." With these words she strapped her bag on, the flashlights constantly coming closer. With one last look behind she dashed off, her torso crouched to not be exactly in their sight line, when the flashes would reach them. Eve heard her friend's steps right next to her, just as she heard the approximating steps of their tracker. Yes, tracker. They already have detected her. Eve didn't know who these guys were, but she had to run away from them at times. She hated to run away, even though one might think she had been used to it.

"Scheiße!*", it escaped her, when she almost had stumbled over something on the pavement, which caused a plinky noise echoing through the silence of the early morning. It must have been one of the beer bottles they have smashed to the ground in the evening.

"Over there!", she heard one of the men behind calling out.

Eve quickly picked herself up and caught up with Einstein, who was waiting for her in some distance. Smart as he was, he didn't bark in situations like this. Eve knew their tracker weren't far away from them, when she turned into a nearby alleyway, trying to use the darkness to her advantage.


* translation: shit!


*** Eve and Einstein exit to Boston Alleyway ***

[DarkSideCookie]

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Saturday, November 16th, 1946

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Evening

[Anduin]

Okay, at the bottom line it wasn’t a shitty day at all.
He got a new job – of course just if he’ll learn to be punctual.
But on the other hand there was this awkward situation at the bakery. He hoped that it wouldn’t cause too much trouble in the future. Frank will be his workmate. Jack hoped that he won’t blame him for that.


But the fact was that he needs some money.
Perhaps he could get some from the passengers when he sat down and perform some songs? Sometimes this worked.
But the lawmen didn’t like buskers.
So he decided to go to the Station. There would be enough people passing by to give him some coins and also no lawmen to stop him singing and playing.

A word and a blow. The boy hit the road to Boston Station.
He sat down at a place nearby the one he met that homeless girl yesterday. (The girl that still has his portable radio.)

He took his guitar and draped his guitar case in front of him so that people could throw their loose cash into it.
And then he started to play and raise his voice. It was one of his self-written songs.


    "It’s a lone cold world

    Nobody wants to stay outside

    You’re lookin‘ for somethin‘ that’s worth

    But nothin‘ feels right"

[DarkSideCookie]

With a quiet sound of huff, Eve tossed her makeshift weapon a few meters from where she had started her training since she had to watch Detective Roger and his partners leave in the morning. Something exciting happens for once, and then you gotta realize yet again that you seem to be not worthy. And then you spend your whole day training yourself, what actually must have looked more like temper tantrums to others, for actually nothing. This would become just another useless day passing by. And just so it had become...

When Eve realized the sun was already setting, she finally allowed herself some rest. Inwardly though she still felt pissed. Pissed about the world around. Pissed about being just a kid. Picking up the stick that had served her as a weapon, Eve started to walk around to find a place to sit down.

Taking her knees into her arms and closing her eyes in a moment of calmness, Eve silently listened to the music. It took her several minutes to realize that the music that was able to soothe her mind didn't come from her new radio, or more precisely from the radio that boy she had met yesterday had left here, but from someone. Instead of just enjoying it further on (as the musician admittedly wasn't so bad), Eve stood up with a sigh of annoyance, ready to let her frustration out on something or rather someone else.

"Hey...", she tried to get the boy's attention, as she neared him, not noticing yet that it was the same boy from yesterday. "This is my place. Get yourself another one." Of course, didn't she have the monopoly on it, but this was more about complaining just because anyway.

[Anduin]

Just as she didn’t recognize the boy nearby so he didn’t notice the girl practicing not far away from his place – or to be honest: her place. (It was the place where he first met her, so he thought she would call it her place. If he were in her spot, he would do so.)
He also didn’t notice her come nearer.

        "You’re listenin‘ to the same old song

        But it’s still the same

        It..."

Not before she raised her voice.
"Hey..."
"Hey?", he tried to answer but she didn’t let him speak out.
"This is my place. Get yourself another one."

Now he turned his face to her.
"Nice to meet ya again, sis."
Of course, she wasn’t his sister, but Jack often called other people sis or bro.
At least when he got into contact with other people...
"Where’s your doggie? Oh, and what’s that?"
He pointed a finger at her makeshift weapon that she still held in her hand.
"Are you gonna fightin‘ me to banish me or take my belongings?"

[DarkSideCookie]

"Nice to meet ya again, sis."

Eve recognized his face immediately. The boy from yesterday. Oh well, just because they had had a little chat, he better not think they would be bro and sis now. Her features softened a little though.

"Hi.", she greeted back without any form of apology for her former assault. This was still her place.

"Where’s your doggie? Oh, and what’s that?" Eve's gaze wordlessly followed his pointing finger down to the stick in her hand. She actually hadn't realized she was still holding it. "Are you gonna fightin‘ me to banish me or take my belongings?"

"It's nothin'.", she replied with another sound of huff before tossing it once again away.

The distant barking of a dog brought ease to her face at once. So this stupid weapon was good for something after all. For the time of watching Einstein nearing them, the stick held in his snout, Eve ignored the boy next to her completely.