[center][h2][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/170701/55ee4850710298941e94c2eccfcb0036.png[/img][/h2][img]https://i.imgur.com/tNZRxLb.png[/img][h3][color=#78926D]Group #4[/color]
[color=#78926D]Location:[/color] Rowen's Compartment || [color=#78926D]Action:[/color] Denying entrance, Trying to free the mind || [color=#78926D]Mood:[/color] Excited--> Frustrated--> Annoyed [/h3][color=#78926D]Interacting with: Wakana Sakura [@Tenma Tendo], Diane Edelweiss [@Moonlit Sonata], Bird [NPC], & Train[/color][/center]

Just what was the strange white haired girl blathering on about? It was something to do with feeling words and other pretty prose. This girl sure did chatter on with lots of flowery words, that was for sure. From what Rowen could tell, it sounded as if she was refusing to answer the riddle, although she took a rather roundabout way of saying so. What was with the need to drag it out for so long? She could have just as easily said no.

...Unless she was stalling! That had to be it, this girl must actually be acting as a diversion, but also absolutely terrible at riddles. And if she was trying to distract Rowen, that must mean she was planning something. Something to get inside, like perhaps blowing up the door...

[color=#78926D]"Get down!"[/color] Rowen shouted towards Glasses as she hid her bird within her jacket again and swiftly slid underneath the nearest seat for cover. She braced herself for the explosion, but it never came. Instead, she heard the useless wiggling of the locked doorknob.

[color=#78926D]"Heh,"[/color] Rowen chuckled softly, before it grew into full laughter. She crawled out from under her cover and popped her head back into the window. [color=#78926D]"It would seem I overestimated you. Didn't you want to get inside? Or is that not where your voyage leads?"[/color] Rowen teased, her grin hidden underneath her mask. As odd as this girl was, at least she kept Rowen entertained from the long monotonous train ride.

[color=#78926D][i]Wait… the train?[/i][/color]

Rowen's thoughts grabbed frantically at her, dragging her through darkness and into a beautiful scenery of dancing lights and a grand old tree. The image was transcendent almost, ethereal in her mind's eye. [color=#78926D][i]That's right,[/i][/color] Rowen remembered, [color=#78926D][i]the train to World's End…[/i][/color] Frustrated that she had somehow been tricked into forgetting, she swatted away at the air above her head with her free hand.

Rowen lifted her fledgling bird up to eye level and fixed him beneath a brown gaze. [color=#78926D]"Did you know this whole time?"[/color] she asked, although why she was indulging in the distraction was another matter. Then again, everything around her was a distraction. The train, the noises, and perhaps even the people. For all she knew, the people were in on it too, keeping her mind at bay whilst those things—

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick.

[color=#78926D]"Be quiet,"[/color] Rowen muttered lowly, her thoughts trying to break through the infernal ticking and onto a real solution. Time was limited, she [i]knew[/i] that, she didn't need some sick reminder constantly ticking all around her. [color=#78926D]"Just shut up,"[/color] she growled at the train again, her voice slightly more forceful than before.