She wasn't sure why she agreed to this but she found it hard to tell decline Doran's offer. Just what had she been thinking" Surely his family didn't want the monster tagging along on this family trip. Maybe it was just some big trick on her that Doran was pulling and she would find herself alone at this place called train station.
She had stuffed the bag she had got from her "Secret Santa", who wasn't so secret, and made her way for the appointed destination. Her bag was kept close, even when they boarded. When Doran tried to help her with it she simply hugged it closer and insisted that she was okay. It wasn't that there were was any weapons in it but the way she clung onto it you'd think it were a lifeline. She remained clinging on it through the majority of the trip, using it to hide behind.
The sisters were a big "on the watch' subject for her on the ride itself. Not only did they make her nervous but also very curious. They were what normal girls were suppose to be like, weren't they' How they acted, spoke, even moved was so...different.
The parents, the one called Ebon and Phen, were watched just as much. Ebon seemed pleasant enough and Phen, the mother, seemed nice though the motions with her hands tended to confuse Sylva from time to time. She was also pretty sure that there was this sort of "I'm watching you? feeling from the parents. If Sylva had actually known what a mother's protective nature was like she might of chalked it up to that!
What time she wasn't observing the people she was in the company of she spent quietly staring out the nearby window. It wasn't that she was ignoring Doran - not at all. She did talk to him, as brief as it was at times, but there was just so much going on that it was really hard to keep up with!
Some part of her was fearful that she was placing them in danger just by being there. After all she was fresh out of the hospital after being shot by some unknown assailant. She was without her weapons or means of protection - completely vulnerable with no way to protect herself. Not that she felt she needed to protect herself from Doran or his family. That was one feeling that wasn't in the waves that crashed upon her.
Eventually she started to relax and it showed when she, Doran, and his sisters, spent time together while the adults did adult things. Ever so often her eyes tilted to watch Azure and even made an attempt or two to try to talk to her but seemed to chicken out at the last second. Olivia offered her something called a coloring book and it opened up a whole new world. It was inspiring! Even if she knew absolutely nothing about putting images on paper. So when Olivia offered the coloring books you better darn well bet she tried to figure out how to make colors on that paper!
When it was time to bunk down it took a lot for her to actually get in bed and not sit on the floor and sleep there. A lot of coaxing from Doran to get in the bed itself but she decided to humor him by climbing in the bunk. It was strange being in it but she managed to at least seem like she was sleeping. Instead she waited for the sound of Doran's breathing to ease as he fell asleep. Once she was sure he was there was quite movement in her bunk as she pulled her dufflebag over and began to dig around in it. Whatever she was pulling outside of the bag and tinkering with kept her busy until sleep made it too difficult. She managed everything back into the dufflebag and hugged it to her chest before just laying there, watching the scenery beyond the glass.
She did eventually hear him stirring but she remained still, watching the coloring of the skies mingle as day began to rouse. She hadn't slept a wink which could be good or bad. Time would tell she guessed. Sighing quietly against the bag she mumbled, "Pretty". The colors of the sky were something she often found herself watching but they were always the best just as the sun woke or went to sleep.
"I wasn't sure if you were awake,"
"Why didn't Doran ask?" It seemed simply enough but now that she thought about it he probably simply didn't want to wake her if she had been sleeping. Peeking over she watched as he crawled out of his bunk, shaking his head.
"I'm going to take a shower and get cleaned up before everyone wakes up."
She blinked slowly as he announced his doings and left her to the room alone. A count was made before she rolled out of her bunk and dove over to his own, shoving something into his bag for him to find at a later date. She didn't do any digging - it was quite literally a shove! Just jammed her hand in and released whatever it was before she scrambled back to her bunk and sprung back into it.
Like a cat she curled back up with her dufflebag tucked at her back and she stared out the window. Dozed off with her eyes open only to be woken by the return of Doran. He was far too chipper on his return with a "Good morning!" chimed at her as he began moving the sheets of his bed around.
What..the heck was he doing to his bed" "What are you doing?" For the course of the trip thusfar she had kept her questions down to a minimum and for good reason. She remembered the festival and the trouble she caused. She didn't want that again. Not for Doran. But he didn't seem to mind her questions as much.
Even as he explained what he was doing she was practically draped on her own bunk, making sure he wasn't going to get any funny ideas of trying that mess with hers! He wasn't going to use that as an excuse to get close to the dufflebag. Nope! Avoiding his question she craned her head in a very feline-like fashion and peered down at him. "Are we going to spend more time with your sisters today?" There was a pause and she dipped her chin down a bit. "Do you think if I ask, Azure will let me see what it is she makes on paper?"
Before he could even answer she was already springing out of bed, the dufflebag drawn with her.
One down, four to go, though she doubted putting the other four in his family's belongings would be as easy. "Is there going to be that white stuff where we are going" Um?" What did he call it again? "Snow?" That was it! Again, before he could even answer, she was on the move, nose twitching. He smelled like soap! "We should get breakfast for Doran's family.?
Hmm. Actually instead of hiding the items in question she had a better idea. Before Doran could even answer, yet again, Sylva was on the move! She had somehow managed to get everything done properly in boxes (except Doran's which was still in his bag!). Wrapping was not her forte but there had been some nice person to assist with that. So throughout the trip these boxes, small as they were, had been left where the people they were meant for could find them.
She may not of completely understood what Christmas was, she did understand the concept a little.
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For Ebon: A pocketwatch inspired necklace that glows with a celestial light.
For Phen: A small bottle with a silver chain connected to the cork. Inside the bottle is a white liquid in which small little hearts float along with the names of each family member. The largest of the bobbles has 'family' written on it.
For Aluza: A small bottle with a blue chain connected to the cork. Inside are very small pencils, each of different colors. A colorful beaded string is also connected to the cork and ends with a bronze heart. A little bronze sign is attached to it that reads 'Create'.
For Oliva: A small bottle suspended from a white-silver chain. Inside is a opalescent liquid and a wire shaped to look like a bubble blower.
For Doran: A small bottle full of stars that hangs from a bronze chain. Decorated with a full circle and stars, there seems to be some kind of writing that follows along the circle's back.
