The Captainess, at ease with the moving Yggdrasil beneath her feet, continued to hold her pose against the cushioned seat. She did not have any inclination of when the man would finally awake from the slumber he seemed lost in, nor when this norse myth would reach whatever destination it had intended for this snoozing passenger. She had all the time in the world, it seemed, as time here seemed unable or unwilling to pass. Even gauging time based off the rhythmic beating of her heart seemed an impossible task for the woman - as they here, it did not resonant with the soft thudding sound. 

Were they truly in a place where time stood still, could even the legendary Wizard, once controlled by the father of the great Puppeteer Merlin, use his generous abilities in this place? This entire trip was turning out to be one large exploration into a world she had never dreamed existed. Were they really travelling to a new multiverse? Just what beings were such benefactors that they could arrange such a large-scale passing? Such powers were reserved for negotiators, middle-men as eloquent and devious as Liaison. Still, they had recieved word that two boxers had made the jump, yet none knew if they were [b]Novas[/b]. 

Yggdraesil noisily talked to her, yet mostly himself, remarking on the places he'd been and places he'd seen. He talked at length about Allaria, and some of the people who'd dared pass, and mentioned that among them - very few could pierce the multiversal veil. Even those of power had an issue passing, which made it doubly remarkable that Tre'Yan and Dyayun had been able to make it, and now an even larger group. He mentioned some of their weapons, and how they had sort of been a beacon for him, the sheer amount of power contained within them. What interested her the most was that he mentioned one burned brighter than the other, but seemed reluctant to confirm whether or not it was [b]Vanguard[/b], almost as if it were not what he referred too. 

[b]You know, lady, another of your group wandered off as well. Maybe we'll pick him up later.[/b]

The Captainess was slightly perturbed by this knowledge, yet before she could speak, the train answered. 

[b]Fruzio? I think his name is, the one with the latent spear. Lot of strength in that one; quiet before an unleashed storm.[/b]

She turned slightly; Fruzio, nor the spear he held showed any special properties, at least that she detected. 

Soemthing gave her the chills, and with a flick upward of the eyes, she could see the sleeping man had finally awoken. Used to different langauges and not being able to speak them, she could tell the man was of foreign nature, yet not to Yggdrasil, whom translated every word in almost perfect sync. Even without the commentary of Yggdrasil, she could pick up on the body langauge of the man.

Confusion. 

And then the typical male response.

Check out the woman before him. She was in half a mind to shoot him right on the spot, yet the whispers of the [b][color=Green]First Mate[/color][/b] advised against that. A futile attempt they moaned. 

She sucked her teeth, and took a step back, simultaneously calming her already viciously rising temper and increasing the distance between her and the lecherous man. The more distance between them, the better chance she had at several things.

Drawing either her pistol, drawing [b][color=Green]First Mate[/color][/b], or having a better chance at increasing the amount of power she was just now starting to conserve. 

With Yggdrasil's expert skills as a linguist, the Captainess began her reply, steadying herself in case of an unwarranted attack. The man would find she was no mere woman playing at piracy. Her right hand angled before her, ready to make a pass at her sword, or at her pistol in a jam.

[b]This, apparently, is an intermultiversal train that can get to literally any multiverse at certain points for pick ups and drop offs. You, somehow, managed to get on while it was in motion. This path, however, is not one of Yggdrasil's usual routes. It seems it was affected by the travel of the party I was previously travelling with, and the strange, yet powerful, magic that got us this far.[/b]

She watched the man, before taking a breath and continuing. 

[b]Who I, and my party are, is unimportant. What is important is how you got on this particular train, and why you needed to piggyback on us to do it. Answer in a satisfying manner, and I will let you live. Lie, or fail to answer properly, and I will kill you... right on this train, right where you sit.[/b]

Her eyes gleamed with a brazen green glow, and the words of  [b][color=Green]First Mate[/color][/b] danced in her head; she hoped for the latter, fresh bloodshed would make her feel better.