Her life had taken a dramatic turn for the better since her father had been.. well killed. She had wonderful clothing, and a beautiful home, she spent her mornings working out with her family, taking care of the young ones who were already there, and she had even been given a new pet, a Pygmy puff named Nereus. He was a tiny little runt, a dark brown in color, unlike most of his siblings that had been strangely colored, he was quiet, and peaceful, and sat gracefully upon Faith's shoulder, attempting to hide in her splash of red hair that tumbled over her shoulders like blood.
She had her trunk, and under her arm she had a little book that had a fountain pen sticking out of. Her trunk was strapped to her trolley, and she pushed it in front of her, joining the throng of people on the platform, careful to push through the crowd, apologizing where needed, but mostly keeping her head down to the stares of others. She wasn't the most social of people, and she liked to stick to herself mostly, so this many people made her slightly nervous. She could even feel Nereus quivering against her neck, his eyes peering out at the mass of people on the platform.
Faith got her trunk up onto the train without difficulty, and found an empty compartment with ease. She had a knack for knowing where they would be, and she pushed her trunk in before she closed the door and put the trunk up into it's rack above her head, to be opened later so she could get her robes on. Without even glancing around the compartment, she took a seat next to the window, and pulled her feet up onto the seat next to her, she opened her journal and started to read from it, it was covered in tight, neat handwriting, tiny on the page, with loads of information obviously packed in, headings, and sometimes even a small handwritten sketch that was of a face, or an animal, or a plant.
After a moment in her regular position, Faith found herself growing uncomfortable, so without further ado, she put Nereus on the seat beside her, got onto the ground, kicked her legs up onto the seat, so that her legs were well above her head, and Nereus bounced down her leg, landing on her stomach and curling up without a moment's hesitation, used to her odd positions, Faith held the book over her head, and continued to read.