"Sally!" Ursa whisper-shouted, because if people found out she had an animal on the train, when she was specifically told she couldn't unless it was packed in the heavy-luggage area, they would likely take him away. The only way she managed to bring Sally into the passenger area was to stick him under her shirt and hoodie. "Sally!" she called again.
Vien looked up to see someone calling for something. “Is this little g-guy yours, miss?” he called quietly, gesturing gently with the lizard in his hands
Ursa looked at the guy who called out for her, and hurriedly made her way over to him, snatching the lizard from him, carefully looking Sally over for signs of injuries. She couldn't let her only friend die on her. "Thank you!" She looked up from her examination to thank her savior.
Vien smiled softly, petting the lizard under the chin before nodding. “It’s no trouble, miss,” he said
Ursa smiled back. "I'm Ursa." She paused before she continued, "I would appreciate if you kept Sally a secret from the train staff."
Vien nodded. “Of course, miss. W-Wouldn’t want such an adorable p-pet to be taken away,” he said, giving the lizard a final tap on the nose before folding his arms loosely across his chest
"Well then, thanks again." She petted Sally before asking the man's name. "If you don't mind, of course." She needed to go back to her car, her belongings were there, but she hadn't talked cordially with anyone since she'd left her family and she was bored sitting in silence. Sally couldn't exactly talk to her.
A small smile crossed Vien's face. "T-Tell you what. I won't tell anyone about the liz-zard, if you let me pet her," he said, putting his hands in his pockets to hide the way his finger was twitching
Ursa stared. That was blackmail. But… "Only if we go back to my car. I left my stuff there."
Vien nodded, smiling happily. His little sister had loved lizards, had always caught them in the yard and brought them to show him. Her favorite was a rescued bearded dragon they had taken care of for a few years before it was given to a small shelter. He went to grab his duffel bag, slinging it over his shoulder before walking over to her. "Lead the way, m-miss."
"Alright then, here we go." She lead the way to the car she'd been in, making sure to close the door after them, to prevent another escape from Sally. She leaned down to clean up her belongings, double-checking she had everything before she realized her pendant necklace wasn't in her bag. It had her coven/family's symbol on it, and was therefore quite important. She had opted not to wear it, to actually lay low, in case it was recognized and outed her. She decided she'd wait until Sally's new friend left to look for it, so she didn't draw attention to herself. That, and she didn't want to crawl on the floor just yet.
Vien sat down next to her, gesturing politely for the lizard while he suppressed the urge to let his foot twitch. Now that he was surrounded by people, he couldn't draw attention to himself with his condition. "May I hold h-her?" he asked, grimacing slightly as his foot twitched despite his not wanting it to
Ursa decided to ignore the twitch of the man's foot, deciding not to pry, no matter how curious she was. She handed Sally over to him. "Sally's a male, actually. My cousin named him. What's your name?"
Vien took the lizard happily, smiling down at it as he set it on his chest. "Vien," he answered quietly, grinning down at the lizard as he pet its head. It was rather adorable, really. He had always liked reptiles, and the fact that he got to pet one on the train helped ease his anxiety greatly
"Nice to meet you, Vien. You like lizards?" Ursa asked. She hadn't met many people who did. She stretched slightly, switching to the opposite bench to lay down, propping her feet up. She grinned, "I haven't mat many people who do."
Vien nodded, leaning back against the wall so he could look down at the lizard easier. "Yes, I like l-lizards. Reptiles in general, really. I had my own bearded d-dragon for a little while before we donated him to an ed-ducation program," he said, petting the lizard's chin again as he spoke
"Oh, really? That's cool. Why'd you donate it?" Ursa couldn't imagine donating Sally to anywhere. She loved Sally almost as much as she loved fire. And that was a lot.
//I'll be gone for like, 20 minute minimum, and hour and 30 minutes at most, k? brb
"Well, he was a rescue before we got h-him. We had him for a few years before someone in t-town started up a reptile education program. She needed d-donated reptiles though, and my dad thought it would be great for our little guy to b-become an ambassador for his species," Vien answered softly. His face fell slightly at the mention of his father, but it quickly went back to smiling as he realized the lizard had fallen asleep on him
"Is… " Ursa started, before shaking her head. Her eyes caught on a gleam of silver, slightly behind Vien's foot. Her pendant- the fire symbol was unmistakable. Her glanced back at Vien and the sleeping lizard. She quickly got up and grabbed the necklace stuffing it into her pocket. "Sorry."
Raziel came to the Vestibule of Hell at last, where the Neutral Angels were thrown down to. Maggots burrowed in and out of their once perfect flesh, and it was to a point where they didn't even care anymore. They lay chained, bound in fetters, waiting for death. He pressed on, they were so out of it, that they didn't notice him. Immediately he came to the gates of Hell, residing in the shadows, hiding from the gateholder demons. He ran between the shadows, coming closer.
"Showtime." He whispered .
Pearl stared out the window, wanting to fly. But she couldn't risk being found. She thought back to her siblings, wondering what they were doing, how was for them now.
(ah crap, thought my response posted earlier)
Vien tilted his head in a confused manner, looking away from the lizard for a moment. Why was Ursa apologizing? "W-What is there to be sorry about?" he asked softly, beginning to tap his foot to hide its twitch
Theo wandered aimlessly through the train cars. He popped his head into a few but they seemed to be full. As he approached the next car he heard talking from within. Sliding open the door he stood, leaning against the frame "This full?" he asked blandly already bored of his search.
Morte walked through the train. She hoped to find a compartment to sit in.