#ddcmittens

Nuka hadn't wanted to move the past few days. Nope. Nopers. He could be a rock. There was nothing wrong with being a rock. Rocks were sufficiently useless and bad company. There was nothing wrong with being bad company; being the person no one wanted around. That was the person he'd been his entire life, right?

Eventually though, he'd grown tired of what felt like his muscles disintegrating with disuse, and his body had started begging for food and water, and had rolled out of bed with a silent sigh, legs quivering with the effort to stand. He just didn't have the energy for it anymore.

From Tokyo to London, and Brazil to Sydney Clio had technically traveled to all most every country in the world. Sadly, it had not been to study ancient artifacts or teach in at the world’s most prestigious universities but to sing backup to the one of the world’s most iconic and famous pop stars.

Sure the dresses were gorgeous and there was nothing like the sound of the cheers and the screams but Clio knew all of that wasn’t for her and sisters but for Powerline the real reason why her and her sisters had a job.

As Clio stepped aboard train car 25 she was first taken aback by how beautiful it was (mind you it was no four seasons) but compared to the tiny bunk room she had called home for last several months it was definitely a step up. The train car had been restored back to the all the grace and beauty of when the carnival had first opened. It was cozy with two beautiful beds that had very comfortable linen. 

Clio set down her suitcase and began unpacking the little objects she had taken with her from the bus. A photograph of her from her days she spent at University, and a photo of Clio and her 4 sisters with their mother. Bless her mother's soul as she had not only raised 4 daughters but manged to keep them in order and not in prison or the streets.

She noticed that somebody else had already taken residence on the other bed but that resident was not in the car. Clio walked over to the others bed and began examine the small amount of objects that were there.