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voidtreckerexpress2020-04-11 01:46 pm
knifewithnoname) wrote in voidtreckerexpress2020-04-11 01:46 pm
A return
Who: Little One and Open
Where: Luggage, Cabin 1:C and then throughout the train
When: Egret, day 21
What: Little One wakes up in a suitcase and then investigates any changes in her time away
Warnings:
Waking: Luggage
This had happened to her before. A voice from the screens and then waking up in a suitcase. But this time she had been on the mission and now she was here.
Why? Why had they taken her off the mission? She had been doing well. She had figured out the stupid space ships and the guns. But she had still disappeared and was back in a suitcase. She sat up with a sigh and looked around, instincts kicking in. Checking for danger, for people, for anyone who was too close.
Once she decided it was safe she clambered out and moved towards the exit. She paused near the door to bring up the ICP and click onto the passenger list. New people. Some names missing. She did her best to commit them to memory. She checked the day, she had been gone a while. Longer than last time. Most people were still here though. That was good.
Cabin 1, C
The first place she headed to was her room. She still had the bag she had carried on the mission and she wanted to put it down before she went elsewhere. She headed to her room quickly and opened the door with a wave of her ticket. It was strange that things that had seemed so strange only months ago now felt familiar.
She entered, planning just to throw her bag onto her bag and get changed out of the flight suit and into trousers and a hoodie.
Throughout the train
She is headed to the kitchen, as she's pretty hungry but not so hungry that she isn't going to investigate the train as she goes. Checking up on people she knows, watching them from a distance. She takes note of new people, doing her best to match their faces to the pictures she had seen on the ICP. It's difficult though, there are a lot of new people to keep track of.
But she watches, listening and taking in everything she sees as she makes her way from carriage to carriage.
Where: Luggage, Cabin 1:C and then throughout the train
When: Egret, day 21
What: Little One wakes up in a suitcase and then investigates any changes in her time away
Warnings:
Waking: Luggage
This had happened to her before. A voice from the screens and then waking up in a suitcase. But this time she had been on the mission and now she was here.
Why? Why had they taken her off the mission? She had been doing well. She had figured out the stupid space ships and the guns. But she had still disappeared and was back in a suitcase. She sat up with a sigh and looked around, instincts kicking in. Checking for danger, for people, for anyone who was too close.
Once she decided it was safe she clambered out and moved towards the exit. She paused near the door to bring up the ICP and click onto the passenger list. New people. Some names missing. She did her best to commit them to memory. She checked the day, she had been gone a while. Longer than last time. Most people were still here though. That was good.
Cabin 1, C
The first place she headed to was her room. She still had the bag she had carried on the mission and she wanted to put it down before she went elsewhere. She headed to her room quickly and opened the door with a wave of her ticket. It was strange that things that had seemed so strange only months ago now felt familiar.
She entered, planning just to throw her bag onto her bag and get changed out of the flight suit and into trousers and a hoodie.
Throughout the train
She is headed to the kitchen, as she's pretty hungry but not so hungry that she isn't going to investigate the train as she goes. Checking up on people she knows, watching them from a distance. She takes note of new people, doing her best to match their faces to the pictures she had seen on the ICP. It's difficult though, there are a lot of new people to keep track of.
But she watches, listening and taking in everything she sees as she makes her way from carriage to carriage.
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But there had been nothing interesting up there, just a train roof. Climbing was fun though.
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"If there wasn't a device to facilitate communication up there already, then it is likely internal equipment instead."
Webmind shook his head.
"Inside the engine compartment, I suspect."
Where no one could get.
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This metal man was weird.
"Probably."
Most things were probably in the engine, as that was the bit that made the train work.
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Or at least that's what it sounded like from analyzing her voice.
"We can talk more about the more accessible parts of the train after you've changed clothes?" he offered.
"If that is what you were seeking to do here."
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"Yes. I will be putting normal clothes on. Or what they do be calling normal clothes here."
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"They do seem a little eccentric, don't they? Firefighters, at least, tend to wear yellow where I'm from, though I understand that to be regional."
He let that statement lie, odd as it might have been, and waved the precocious preteen goodbye.
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Strange metal man.