Alligator Cabin, Alcove B4

[icecoldfrost]

Emma was quite done with this nonsense, thank you.

After a few bags had appeared around her feet during First Aid, continually tripping her up, she'd stomped back to the cabin, yanked the bags out from earlier, and promptly gone and tossed them in fire pits around the cabins. Sheilding herself didn't seem to stop them from them from appearing, or to stop her from chucking the smaller ones out the window.

The giant box marked 'Warning: Hazardous Materials' with the names of her family scrawled on it was too heavy to lift, so it got a blanket thrown over it, and Emma was going to sit on it and read her book, occasionally tossing another handbag outside.

Take that, Fandom.

[For those that know who they be, plz.]

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[bitten_notshy]

Jack's baggage had not caught up with him yet.

That was the only possible reason he had for smiling at Emma as he spotted her through the cabin window.

The smile died when yet another bag flew out, narrowly missing Jack. He blinked as he sidestepped it, calling through the window to Emma.

"... not quite how you normally say hello, Miss Frost."

[icecoldfrost]

"It is today," she replied, viciously bouncing her heels off her current perch. "Why are you so cheerful?"

Most people start with 'hello,' Emma...

[bitten_notshy]

"It's sunny outside and I'm going to go to the mainland with Kyle tomorrow," Jack answered. "And I was going to ask if you'd let me in, since it's been a few days since I saw you."

A bag labeled ABANDONMENT ISSUES popped up next to Jack as if cued.

[icecoldfrost]

Emma got off her box to come hang out the window and look, pointedly, and the bag that appeared next to Jack. "You can come in if you want, the door's unlocked," she replied. "Although hopefully the strange weather clears up before your trip."

Emma wasn't going out in public if she could help it, thank you. It was uncouth to air baggage like this.

[bitten_notshy]

Jack did his best not to miss a beat as he scooped up the bag and let himself into the cabin and back to Emma's alcove. By the time he got there, NEED TO BE PERFECT was in his left hand, counterbalancing his first bag.

"Strange weather indeed," he said, an unreadable expression on his face. "I don't suppose this is anything you had heard of?"

[icecoldfrost]

"Not until this morning, when I awoke to a few 'gifts' that had not been here when I went to bed last night," Emma replied. "They kept appearing when I was in class, too."

[bitten_notshy]

"if it was happening to the whole class, it's a miracle you all made it out," Jack observed sourly. He was resigned to the island being odd, he just didn't like this latest bout of misbehavior. "What's the one you're sitting on?"

[icecoldfrost]

"Nosy, Mr. Priest," she chided, gesturing for him to take the bed if he liked. "I'm at the point that I'm just tossing some of the less-offensive ones out the window. The more vexing ones get removed to the campfire." When no one was looking, of course.

[bitten_notshy]

"Does it hurt you when you burn them?" Jack asked curiously. "And are you really surprised I'm nosy?"

[icecoldfrost]

"I didn't say I burned them, I said I put them at the campfire," she pointed out. "I'm too lazy to build a fire. It doesn't hurt me when I throw them, so I assume burning will work quite well too, whenever someone gets around to it."

"And no, I'm not surprised that you're nosy, darling. But I've removed most of them from the room, so you shan't find anything too shocking." A small white purse with FEAR OF FAILURE appeared on her bed, and Emma gave it a disgruntled glare. "Really? That describes 99% of the population of the world. Go away."

[bitten_notshy]

Jack laughed. "You intimidated that one, didn't you>?"

An enormous wheeled suitcase labeled SEBASTIEN popped up, pressing up against the curtain. Jack waved a hand. "I know what most of yours would say, anyhow. I've no interest in being more than normally nosy."

[icecoldfrost]

"You think you know what they'd say," she shot back, tossing her hair. But there was a half-smile on her face, which meant she wasn't offended. "I would think the detective in you wouldn't rest until you'd found each and every one of my bags."

[bitten_notshy]

Jack smiled back at her. Someone who didn't know him might even find it angelic. "Unless I already have, and this whole visit is to cajole you out of the last few."

[glacial_queen]

Eventually, Karla got tired of hanging out in her fort and knocked on the wall separating her alcove from Emma's. And then just passed through that same wall, because she'd forgotten to put doors in when she'd been building it.

"The island is stupid," she announced. You know. In case Emma had missed it, or something.

[icecoldfrost]

Emma yelped and threw her newest acquisition -- RUNS IN THE FAMILY -- at Karla. "Don't do that," she scolded, flushing in embarrassment once she realized who it was. "You startled me!"

[glacial_queen]

Karla sadfaced at her. "I knocked!" she protested. Like a half-second before she stepped through, but you know. Knocking had happened!

[icecoldfrost]

"You couldn't have knocked?" Emma sighed, tapping the side of her head with one finger. "Really, Karla."

She scooted off her box and on to the bed, patting the space beside her. "Come tell your Auntie Emma all about it, darling."

[glacial_queen]

"Nothing I didn't know about already," Karla grumbled, but crawling over to Emma's side anyway. "I'm a Black Widow. Like I'm not aware of all the ways I'm broken."

Another copy of the I DEFINE MYSELF BY MY CRAFT ALONE bag fell to Emma's bed. Karla sighed and tossed it through the wall into her own alcove. "Yeah. Stupid."

[icecoldfrost]

"You're too young to be neurotic about that," Emma scolded. "And you're not broken. A bit bruised, maybe, but not broken."

[glacial_queen]

"I'm plenty old enough to be neurotic if I want to," Karla muttered. "And it's not like I'm wrong. It's not like I--"

I DON'T GET ANY CHOICES IN LIFE and DUTY tumbled down. "Yeah. That."

[icecoldfrost]

"Bull~shit," Emma sang, picking up CHOICES and pitching out the window. "See? I just made a choice. There's always choices, they just sometimes suck."

[glacial_queen]

"Right, so my choices are 'become the Queen' or 'let Hobart continue ruling.' Emma, that's only a choice by a technicality," Karla said. Then leaned over and poked at the giant box in the room. She didn't try to lift the blanket though. She wasn't insane.

[icecoldfrost]

"Don't give me that. You want to rule, you just feel guilty about not doing it right now, even though you know waiting is the right thing to do," she said crossly. She didn't swat at Karla's hand, but it was a near thing. "You're making the choice to get stronger, and not make yourself an easy target. You're choosing to learn about new things, and expand your horizons so that you're the best Queen you can be. Those are choices, Karla. You could hide in Kaeleer. You could try and fight Hobart now. But you aren't."

"And if you hate being Queen? You ask your friends to find a suitable apprentice or replacement. It's not going to be fun or easy, but the worthwhile things rarely are."

[glacial_queen]

"It isn't that easy," Karla said. "Queens are rare. Even before Hobart took power. And the strength to rule a Territory makes them all targets, no matter how young they are."

She brushed her hair from her face and frowned. "This is all stupid," she bitched. "We should be talking about fun things instead." She tapped her fingers on Emma's box for a moment and withdrew. "How's Jack?"

[icecoldfrost]

"He's Jack, of course," Emma replied fondly as she reached over to toy with Karla's hair. "Impossible one moment, irresistible the next."

"How are things with young Mr. Cooper?"