(NOTE, the ferry train didn't come into existence until 1936. mind you sadly I couldn't find any other way Jacob and Evie could travel from London to Paris in 1869, I decided to make this train a small part of the story as it was such a cool part of history I just couldn't help but use it! sorry for the time inaccuracy)
Jacob had taken off quickly after waking her up to go pack. the Queen was sending 'him' away for only 4 weeks, they had from December to January to be able to track down what ever they could. Their train would leave tonight from the Victoria station at platform 2 and their tickets where for first class on a sleeper car. This train would take them from Victoria to Dover and then on a ferry overnight across the chanel and then from Dunkirk to Paris. From what Jacob had told her the trip could take anywhere from 11 to 17 hours The trip across the Strait of Dover could be rough with the winter sea's upon them and she had never seen the open ocean. She knew if she followed the River Thames it spilled into the North sea but she had always wondered how big it truly was.
She got herself ready, still quite tired she dressed in her most inconspicuois outfit, a pair of trousers, an old simple jacket, no knives, no wepon but just a cane. she needed to make her way to the queen in daylight and not be recognised.
About an hour later she arrives at the back entrance and waits for a guard to escort her in. She absolutley despises this, as it should have only taken her ten or so minutes on roof top from her flat to get here and she could have snuck in. but her hair was down, her old coat on and her lips done red again, no Rook would have regognised her or even paid her any attention.
She knew she would need a few simple dresses to wear while she was away if she didnt want to be recognised as an assassin and she wasnt sure who else to turn to. no one else knew she was alive and she hadn't the faintest of clues where to even go to purchase dresses and dress corsets.
It hadnt taken long for Elizabeth to help her. She actualy had some old dresses and skirts from her younger years. They where a wee bit fancier than most peasent dresses but she was traveling to paris under the guise of being newly weds and friends of the queen, she was supposed to look high society. That was the plan, that was her plan... she did this to herself.
Arriving back at her flat with her new clothes packed away in a travel case and her other clothes packed away with her weapons she dressed simply again for travel. She was to meet Jacob soon at the train station. They wouldnt be able to travel together until they where both on the sleeper train it was to risky. If anyone saw Jacob leave with a lady there would be questions, especialy from the rooks and with Clara and her urchins around town he had to especialy be careful.
The carrige ride was quite as the early evening drew out and she was going to take a connecting train to the Victoria station. A quick ride and few stops later she was patiently waiting for the Sleeper train to show up. The boarding pass sat in her hand and her bags at her side, a train attendant came by and took them form her and told her they would be waiting in her room on the train, he checked her boarding pass and clipped a hole in it. She could now board.
The train was painted a bright blue and it was nice honestly, much nicer thant the drab trains running london all day long. The inside was outfited nicely with lamps and stary curtains. She was on car number 4 of 7 and her room was number 2. Comingt to the door, she hesistated. Did she beat her brother here? or was he waiting inside. Her whole body shivered at the anticipation, this trip would be the death of her. locked in a small car for almost an entire night and morning would be dreadfull to say the least because at lease when she was 'alive' her and Jacob had their own rooms and even on the train they each had their own space and now for the next month they where to live together closer than before.
sliding the car door open she is pleasently suprised to see it empty except her bags tucked neatly to the side as well as her brother's, there is a desk; a small loungue couch and a decently sized bed attached to the wall. It was bigger than her old one on the train but samller than the bed in her new flat.
She sat for a moment pondering what the outcome of this trip may be, what their mother would have hidden in Paris, why was Paris so important to her... She the herd the door slide open and a silent foot fall. Before her was a nicely dressed Jacob, in a suit similar to the one he had worn to the queens ball.
"Don't you look dashing Jacob"
"Oh hush Evie! Greenie told me to dress proper for the trip!" He was already fiddling with the cravat around his kneck trying to untie it. "blast this infurnal contraption!" she snickers at hime and stand infront of him shooing his hands away so she can untie it herself.
"Calm down Jacob, no need to dress nice untill we arive. Elizabeth is having her friend meet us at the train once we get to Paris and give us a tour of the town, then we can go back to dressing like proper assassins."
His cravat has been taken off, and she helps him out of his coat and hangs it over the couch. But he has now side stepped her and shoved off his boots and laid down on the bed behind her, his shirt already half untucked and he looks rather confertable, so she takes the loungs, its much to short to lay down on but she can and has fallen alseep sitting up before. Jacob gives her a warm smile and closes his eyes just as the trains whistle sounds and the fimiliar tug of the train starts moving along.
"Good night sister" he lets out already half asleep. she envied how quickly that man could fall asleep.
"Good night to you to bed thief." she cuckles low her own eyes closing and drifting.
Jacob wakes with a start when he hears Evie rummaging about in the lugage. Now he may sleep well and deep when he is used to his locatiob but he is on alert when he dosent particularly know its safe.
He rolls over and notices her pulling on her thick black coat and sorting all her weapons carefuly.
"Eves?"
"Yes Brother?"
"Where are you going?" His voice is husky with sleep and he is annyed she is getting dressed to go out, they re on a train. where could she go?"
"We left land a while a ago, I want to see the sea!"
"Arent we supposed to stay in our cabins?'
"Jacob... we are assassins, im sure we I can sneak around a ferry just fine and not get caught."
"Dont fall in then"
he rolls back over pulling a blaket up to his neck
he hears her move towards the door but her foot fall stops before he hears the door even open.
"Come with me?"
"Eviiiieeee"
"Please Jacob?"
He waits a minute but she dosent leave. he give her a huff, rolls over, throws his feet to the cold wooden floor and grabs for his boots.
"Well dont just wait there, pass me my bloody jacket from my travel trunk."
He is a little anoyed that she has woken him to just explore the god forsaken ferry but really can he blame her.
They leave together, him following her through and then off the trains sleeper cars. Everyone is sound sleep from what he can tell, all the forms he see's are grey, no threats around. making their way from the lower decks is easy enough. very few crew memembers are up or are to busy with thier work to mind them any buisness.
Above deck is a whole other story. Crew are everywhere and they seem to not be enjoying the chill of the late fall and winter air. The ocean breeze is strong when it first hits him, he takes a deep breath and then another. He can See her doing the same. The air is so clean and clear, he has never breathed air like this before. Crawley had cleaner air than London but this was literaly a breath of fresh air.
He feels a tap on his shoulder and opens his eyes. Evie has a masive smile on her face and motions for him to follow. So he continues on behind her.
Soon they find their way to the back of the ferry, the platform where the train cars loaded onto the boat and it is empty of people and crew. There is little light or ilumination from the back of the ferry and its odly calming, He follows Evie to the edge and sits next to her as she dangles her legs over the edge. The Moon is full over the water and its realy bright.
"have you ever seen anything so beautiful?" Evie dosent even look at him as she asks the question but continues to watch the sky full of thousands if not millions of twinkling little lights.
"Yes I have"
"Oh you have, have you?"
"Yes"
she laughs and playfully shoves him
"What have you possibly seen that's as beautiful as this night sky?"
He hesitates for a moment but its late, he is tired and he has way to much courage right now.
"You." Its a simple word he has held onto for a long time, but he has always found his twin to be the most beautiful and radiant figure he has ever known. No one could or would even compare.
note again. thank you everyone who has stopped by an decided to read or who have just embarked on this journey with me. im having a lot of fun writting this story and once again id love to hear your thoughts and oppinions about it.
now this is part one of 3 for the travel sequence im writting and the chapters will still continue as normal. the next chapter is underway but there will be a time jump back for some exposition. who is ready for the young twins!?
