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A New Platform [Intro Post March]
On the Train
Once again passengers are awoken by the morning announcement.
"Good morning passengers, it is day One of the month of Kazoo. Points have been updated on the system."
They have indeed, and everyone can spend the morning shopping. Those who have been on the train for a while will also be expecting the second announcement that comes a few hours later.
"Shortly arriving into a designated void platform. Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one." A lurch and a jolt and the windows fill with the fog that means they are at a platform. The fog is thick, the air is warm and humid and there are rumbles of thunder, the air heavy with the promise of rain.
As usual the first to leave the train notice nothing as they walk silently, rucksacks on their backs, towards the barriers: Alfredo Martini, Daia, Enna Alchiba, Lord El-Melloi II, Natsuno Yuuki, Nita Callahan, Saku Gyousou, Sakura, V and Wen Qing
But on the platform itself there are new faces. Wearing hoodies in all four colours, in various states of confusion.
For New Passengers
At first all they can see is steam, billowing around them as they come to their senses. As their eyes adjust, they will see they are on a platform, glass and dark stone rising in sturdy arches around them. Behind them is a set of barriers, and in front of them is a single track extending both ways into thick fog.
They are standing, in clothes that are not their own and a style they might not even recognise. They are carrying a rucksack on their back. For a moment it seems to just be them, alone in the white haze; then the steam begins to fade and they realise they aren’t alone.
The platform is not large, and seems smaller with twenty-seven figures scattered around. All facing the tracks, all dressed in cargo trousers and hoodies. To both the left and right, tracks disappear into the mist.
A roaring sound, and out of the fog arrives a train. Jet black with gold writing on the side. The Voidtrecker Express. There is a hiss as the doors slide open and out step a strange assortment of people. Some are human, some are less so. Most are wearing the same hoodie in one of the four colours, red, orange, blue and purple, though some are sporting different clothes in a variety of styles.
The Train
After a short time, the doors hiss open again. Those from the train may encourage those on the platform to board. It’s not like there's anywhere else to go and even if there was, you feel a pull. A need to board, a feeling that staying on the platform would lead to something terrible. If that is not enough, there are plenty of people on the platform now, to encourage them onto the train.
Each ICP shows the same message and next to the screens there are stacks of leaflets written by those on the train, with further information (see
'Publications'). Those not new to the train will note the addition of an eighth sleeper carriage. The store rooms have been restocked with fresh ingredients, it seems the month of Kazoo is defined by the tomato and there are plenty of them.
For passengers that have bought items, these are also scattered around the luggage carriage in various suitcases and bags.
New passengers will find their ticket allows them into their cabins. They may need to negotiate for beds, especially if they want a top bunk!
Room is tight but there are storage cubbies at the head of each bed, beds fold up and the bottom bunks double as benches for the small table. There is storage under those benches full of spare blankets and pillows.
Departure
A second horn sounds to encourage any stragglers as thunder rumbles further and the storm threatens to break. The doors slide shut. Veteran passengers know what will happen next, but they may wish to brief their new companions.
The train sets off, the fog obscuring the view again as it picks up speed.
"Welcome aboard, passengers of the Voidtrecker Express." A female-coded artificial sounding voice echoes throughout the train. "Please take the time to read the passenger information displayed on the Information and Communication points and familiarise yourself with the layout and emergency exits."
The train begins to tilt, leaving the ground and rising up into the fog-filled sky.
"Entrance into Voidspace imminent. New passengers are advised to remain seated. Entry into Voidspace in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."
A shudder, a jolt, a lurch to the left. A flash of light, colourful and blinding. As quick as it happens it is done. The train seems to steady itself. The fog from the windows is gone now, replaced with a kaleidoscope of ever-changing colours.
Welcome to the Void!
Once again passengers are awoken by the morning announcement.
"Good morning passengers, it is day One of the month of Kazoo. Points have been updated on the system."
They have indeed, and everyone can spend the morning shopping. Those who have been on the train for a while will also be expecting the second announcement that comes a few hours later.
"Shortly arriving into a designated void platform. Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one." A lurch and a jolt and the windows fill with the fog that means they are at a platform. The fog is thick, the air is warm and humid and there are rumbles of thunder, the air heavy with the promise of rain.
As usual the first to leave the train notice nothing as they walk silently, rucksacks on their backs, towards the barriers: Alfredo Martini, Daia, Enna Alchiba, Lord El-Melloi II, Natsuno Yuuki, Nita Callahan, Saku Gyousou, Sakura, V and Wen Qing
But on the platform itself there are new faces. Wearing hoodies in all four colours, in various states of confusion.
For New Passengers
At first all they can see is steam, billowing around them as they come to their senses. As their eyes adjust, they will see they are on a platform, glass and dark stone rising in sturdy arches around them. Behind them is a set of barriers, and in front of them is a single track extending both ways into thick fog.
They are standing, in clothes that are not their own and a style they might not even recognise. They are carrying a rucksack on their back. For a moment it seems to just be them, alone in the white haze; then the steam begins to fade and they realise they aren’t alone.
The platform is not large, and seems smaller with twenty-seven figures scattered around. All facing the tracks, all dressed in cargo trousers and hoodies. To both the left and right, tracks disappear into the mist.
A roaring sound, and out of the fog arrives a train. Jet black with gold writing on the side. The Voidtrecker Express. There is a hiss as the doors slide open and out step a strange assortment of people. Some are human, some are less so. Most are wearing the same hoodie in one of the four colours, red, orange, blue and purple, though some are sporting different clothes in a variety of styles.
The Train
After a short time, the doors hiss open again. Those from the train may encourage those on the platform to board. It’s not like there's anywhere else to go and even if there was, you feel a pull. A need to board, a feeling that staying on the platform would lead to something terrible. If that is not enough, there are plenty of people on the platform now, to encourage them onto the train.
Each ICP shows the same message and next to the screens there are stacks of leaflets written by those on the train, with further information (see
'Publications'). Those not new to the train will note the addition of an eighth sleeper carriage. The store rooms have been restocked with fresh ingredients, it seems the month of Kazoo is defined by the tomato and there are plenty of them.
For passengers that have bought items, these are also scattered around the luggage carriage in various suitcases and bags.
New passengers will find their ticket allows them into their cabins. They may need to negotiate for beds, especially if they want a top bunk!
Room is tight but there are storage cubbies at the head of each bed, beds fold up and the bottom bunks double as benches for the small table. There is storage under those benches full of spare blankets and pillows.
Departure
A second horn sounds to encourage any stragglers as thunder rumbles further and the storm threatens to break. The doors slide shut. Veteran passengers know what will happen next, but they may wish to brief their new companions.
The train sets off, the fog obscuring the view again as it picks up speed.
"Welcome aboard, passengers of the Voidtrecker Express." A female-coded artificial sounding voice echoes throughout the train. "Please take the time to read the passenger information displayed on the Information and Communication points and familiarise yourself with the layout and emergency exits."
The train begins to tilt, leaving the ground and rising up into the fog-filled sky.
"Entrance into Voidspace imminent. New passengers are advised to remain seated. Entry into Voidspace in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."
A shudder, a jolt, a lurch to the left. A flash of light, colourful and blinding. As quick as it happens it is done. The train seems to steady itself. The fog from the windows is gone now, replaced with a kaleidoscope of ever-changing colours.
Welcome to the Void!
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Tidus looks at Taiki, trying to garner his meaning. Sitting there in the pile of books with him, calmly, straight-forward. He blinks, letting his gaze go to the open pages as he works around the blockade that seems to be stumbling him. If Saku can't, then - well, he's not ill, right? Can't, won't be able to doesn't fit. But Taiki isn't sad enough for it to be anything too serious. But, maybe still...
"Did he... did his name go gold?" He's careful as he says it, knows even that's still a heavy thing for Taiki to have to deal with. "Today?"
He wouldn't have just missed the king disappearing any other day. But, he hasn't checked the roster - didn't pay attention to who was gold and who wasn't. Damn, did he really miss Saku's name being in gold?
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But to do it in front of a close friend, someone who cared deeply for Gyousou as well. It felt wrong, felt like lying. But he can't... He can't let his feelings bubble up, it feels like once he allows them to that will be it, he won't be able to push them down again.
So he carefully picks a spot on the wall opposite as he speaks. "He left. Through the barriers."
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Silence fills the carriage, its own sort of presence within the four steel walls. Tidus is still, frozen in the moment: understanding what's been said, but unable to comprehend it. Not knowing what to do or say. He left. When? How? He never noticed. He never saw it. He didn't see Saku's name gone from the roster. He didn't check.
And Taiki never said anything. There isn't blame to it. The 'Why?' that might rise barely a ghost answered by all that Tidus knows of Taiki, and the obvious: How was he supposed to? How do you speak it, even if Tidus wasn't being himself, talking and gabbing away as he always does, never giving a guy like Taiki to speak. But Taiki wouldn't speak. Taiki wouldn't say anything if he never needed to, would never mention it if he could dodge it forever. Would that have been better? For Taiki?
He left. Saku and Taiki sat in the cinema carriage, watching whatever new show or move the king has found; the pair in the dining car, the calming presence of the man. Watching the blitzball cartoon, chatting in the kitchen. The ball that Saku gave him, the walk around Jema’grethy Island, paths of berry bushes and fruit trees. All of it gone, surfacing in Tidus's mind like some ugly reminder that now, that's all he gets. Memories. Just memories. And Tidus thinks about that link, Taiki's connection to his king severed repeatedly. But always, Saku came back.
Time is always running out.
The books are put aside - the mess of parcels, anything that might be in the way - and Tidus reaches out, pulling Taiki towards him at the shoulders, holding him close without anything immediately said.
But he does speak, apologetic and remorseful. "I didn't watch them go."
I didn't know. I'm sorry.
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Taiki felt bad, to have broke the news this way. Both for not saying anything earlier and saying anything at all. It felt wrong to bring such pain to Tidus and yet not telling him... That hadn't been good either.
Tidus had been a friend of Lord Gyousou's. His leaving left a wound on his heart. Taiki let himself be pulled closer, pressing his face into Tidus hoodie as tears slipped past his eyelids.
He can't hold them back, not whilst being held by a friend. "I know." He knew that Tidus hadn't been there. He knows why he didn't watch anymore. Why it was too painful.
"I'm sorry..."
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That's not what they need. That's not what Taiki needs, and Tidus wraps him up in his arms more, his head coming to rest close to Taiki's. Neither of them can help the way they are, but for how they feel...
"I'll stick with you, as long as we're together," he promises fiercely, even in a whisper. "Let it out. You're not alone. I...it's never fair."
These losses, and Tidus feels the sting in his own eyes, keeping them closed. Taiki wasn't going to be alone, but what did that mean for how he'd feel? He still remembers them touching down in Terran, the way Taiki crumbled just from losing him then. Knowing instinctively, the second their connection snapped.
And now he was going through it again. And now he was going through it for real.
"I'm sorry, Taiki," he says, voice thicker and a hypocrite, slowly shaking his head.
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But would Lord Gyousou ever return here. Would he ever see those who he called friends on this train again. Or would this be it? Vanished without even a chance to say goodbye.
He holds onto Tidus, as if the other boy might slip away, vanish himself. It was never fair and it was... more than Taiki deserved to have friends such as this. Friends who would comfort him, even as he was left in crushing darkness once again.
No kirin can be happy without their king. For most kirin even a trip to another kingdom brought sorrow, they always yearned to return to their king. Taiki had spent almost his entire life an entire world away from his.
He takes a shuddering breath. "Thank you." It's a whisper, the tiniest sound as he fights to keep tears contained. If he starts to cry, he's not sure he will ever stop.