Ketsa
Ketsa helped the girl up. The girl was short and a little plain looking with brown hair and brown eyes. “Thank you very much for the help, I gotta say, it gets old having to always pick myself up without anyone around to offer some aid.” The girl said. “Oh, yeah, my name’s Cremisi by the by.”
"Nice to meet you, Cremisi. My name's Ketsa," Ketsa said.
“Heeeeeey!! Are you two going aboard this thing too?!” Cremisi said, yelling at some people by the train.
Ketsa visibly winced. Was the girl stupid? It was safer to be subtle and not draw attention. Now the people knew that they were there and they would be prepared to defend the train's loot. Yes, there was a chance that they had already been noticed, but there was a chance that they hadn't been noticed, too. Nevertheless, Ketsa wasn't going to give up trying to get into the train. There could still be a chance she could grab something useful.
I touched her too, dang it! I hope that doesn't end up to be too bad of a choice. She shuddered. Was helping Cremisi up like that really worth the price? Ketsa hated turning into other things, especially people. It felt like she was stealing their identity. The battle between her mind and the mind of the identity she took on was exactly a walk in the park, either. Most of the time she managed to keep in control but there were times that she had lost, too. Usually it wasn't too bad, but when she became an animal, like a wolf, it was horrifying.
Ketsa wrapped her cape tighter around herself. Some scars she had to hide and others were in her mind, invisible to all but herself. Everyone had scars of some sort, but people treated scars differently. Some wore scars as badges of honor. Others, like her, tried to hide them. Others, like she liked to believe her father did, forgot their scars and had nothing more to do with them.
As she neared the train she said to Cremisi, "Ready to go in?" After waiting a moment for a response Ketsa climbed into the train. People were inside, including some Gang members, Insiders, and a guy with a sword!? Where did he get that? It was a pretty impressive find. Unless he was an Insider too, which would probabky explain his cleanliness. Anyways, the guy seemed to have his situation under control. He was dealing with some panicking Insiders, which strengthened Ketsa's thought that he was an Insider himself. If that was true though what had he been doing outside of the train?
She headed to the food storage part of the train and started filling her pack with food. She didn't really care what she picked up as long as it looked edible. Bottled water went in her pack, too, for there were less supplies of clean water in the Outside than she would have liked. Ketsa made sure she only took as much as what filled her pack. She did not want to cause a fight. If she took less there would be more for others and they wouldn't get angry. If they wouldn't get angry they wouldn't threaten her and she wouldn't get scared and her power wouldn't take over. All's well that ends well.