Giving and receiving [active]

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Character(s): River, Oogie and Betelgeuse~
Content: Arriving at the Paradisio
Setting: in front of Paradisio, M4
Time: late afternoon
Warnings: none yet~


The journey was unpleasant. It had started raining buckets when she ran towards the station, it matted her dress and hair and it was very cold. After picking up some flowers in the heavy rain, River walked into the station and bought two tickets using the flowers; for Oogie and herself. While he doesn't have the best of intentions, he didn't tell her to bugger off and even followed her. She has to do something for him in return.

"We have to put it together," was all she told Oogie before boarding the train and looking out the window for the rest of the journey. Of course, she did look away from the window sometimes; like when it started to hail as if the world was ending. River crawled under her seat then, crouching in fear while fiddling with her fingers worriedly.

Then the hail abruptly stopped and the wind howled for a moment before dying away just as soon as it came. River had peeked out from below the seat when it dropped silent. Crawling back onto her seat, River glued her eyes at the smiling sun as if she would die if she were to tear her eyes off of it. She was fascinated by the brightness and the heat of the artificial sun. The temperature rose even within the train but River still kept by the window.

She wished silently that the sun would scorch her brain away so she wouldn't have to know anything.

At the third stop after the Central Station, River quickly got up from her seat and motioned for Oogie to follow her and get off the train. "He is here," she tells him earnestly before walking away to a specific destination. Oogie will be happy to see an acquaintance from the same world.

Shepherd told her that she will receive if she would give. She hopes Oogie will help her find Simon afterwards.

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Found him? Jack couldn't help but wonder, seeing River twirl and scamper back to Oogie's side. His resolve wavered, just a little. What were these many things she'd found, besides him--and why was she looking? For that matter, why was he looking? Oogie had to know there was little to be gained challenging him here in Paixao. Jack didn't rule the city, after all; the only thing he'd take from it was a bruised ego, because Jack didn't intend to lose, should such a challenge come up. After all, he hardly felt himself in danger; that sack-bodied scoundrel didn't have any minions here.... Did he? How long had he been in Paixao? Thinking that the girl might be one, though.... That was an unpleasant thought, especially seeing the way she held onto his arm. She just didn't look the type.... It wasn't like Lock, Shock, or Barrel had been so affectionate, either.

Clearing his musings away, Jack chose instead to keep moving, gaze level and unflinching, long stride resounding with self-assurance and assumed imperial command--he thought it was rather nicely dramatic, in spite of (or perhaps even enhanced by) the pounding rain. "Hello, Oogie." He offered the boogieman a smile that was all ice, and a tone to match. "I'm traveling with some friends, thank you." The sarcasm was ignored as well as it could be. "I could ask the same of you; there can't be anything of interest to you in a hospital." In fact, he would recommend Auntie Unde's more than an actual hospital, for Oogie--he'd never been there, but surely a general store had cloth and someone who could patch up any rips.