Second Names (Temporarily discontinued)

Chapter 20 -Who's Charlie? Or Eliza? I'm so confused

Isabelle's POV

"I'm mostly a traveler—" I began saying, but before I could finish my sentence, Charlie suddenly dropped, her umm... glass ball? She'd been playing with, the ball bounced on the table, surprising me as I'd expected it to shatter, and somehow, (I'm not one-hundred percent sure what happened) it ended up with the table having a huge singe and scorch mark, and Charlie's sleeve on fire.

"ahh, eeh, oooh!" She yelped, swatting it out with a pair of thick black gloves, and once it was out, she stood up quickly and ran towards... someplace, to get what I assumed a new blouse, as she barely had a sleeve to call sleeve. 

Charlie yelled a quick apology over her shoulder before disappearing, down a doorway. 

Umm... ookay, I looked down at my satchel, and opening it I took out a hard boiled egg, a left over from yesterday's lunch. 

I was about to peel off the egg shell, when I felt a stare. 

I looked up to see... Arthur staring, no, not staring,  glaring , at me and my egg. 

Seriously?! What was it with these people?! What did I ever do? 

Umm... besides stealing from dozens of people... but they didn't know that! And I was doing it to end The war... 

I pretended to be about to peel the egg shell off, just o test what would happen, and I saw his glare intensify, he no longer glared, he glared daggers at me, if looks could kill, I'd at least be dead, if not, dead, then my ghost would be dead, speaking of which, if looks could kill, dozens of people would be dead already, I did have a pretty good death glare... so it's a good thing looks can't actually kill... 

Anyway, I slowly pushed the egg over to Arthur, changing my mind on wanting to eat it. He snatched it up, and began to cradle it in his hands, cooing at it on affection. 

I've seen weirder? 

Maybe? 

Ivy leaned closer to me, "he has a thing for birds" she whispered to me for once without hostility, or a glare, or something like that. 

I nodded, that explained a bit, but still, I had to admit I was kind of lost. I was out of my depth, these people were actually nice? 

Then Charlie came bouncing back in she'd changed her long sleeved blouse into a short one, and she still wore the orange vest. 

But that's when I saw a scar on her upper arm, a burn mark, but that's not the thing that specifically shocked me, its form was kinda blobby, but if you looked  at its  shape it resembled vaguely that of a flower. 

A memory hit me like lightning. That's why she looked so familiar. 

"Eliza?" I asked softly. She looked up at me confused for a moment. Then recognition flickered across her features, as I pulled off my glove to reveal burn marks criss-crossing my inner forearm.