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[sub][color=904e80]FLASHBACK[/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color]   [color=904e80]FARHAVEN [Train Station Platforms][/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color]   [color=904e80]07:??AM[/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color] [@DeadDrop][/sub][hr][color=8d8e8f]There it was again. No matter where she went or whom she spoke to, [i]his[/i] name would eventually be spoken or implied. Emilia did not blame Robert for anything, though. She had chosen not to speak about it to anyone or ever really explain what happened. It was unclear whether or not Emilia herself understood why things played out the way it did—everything happened so fast, and in such a blur worthy of being dissected by anthropologists forever. The girl shrugged at the moment. There was nothing to be said, anyway. [color=6598c4]"It's just my hair that someone said looks like wings when I jump or fall—I don't know which—but I wish I had actual wings."[/color] She sighed. The two waited patiently for commuters to clear out of the train and move away from the platform. [color=6598c4]"At least you get to fly for real, huh? I should've joined Nav. I guess I didn't care much about the divisions or what they meant back when everything began. Everything felt so innocent during those days. Now, everything just feels dirty and corrupted. I don't know, maybe I'm just starting to lose it, finally."[/color] Emilia smiled back at the man, as they were able to board the train, though with a hint of despair from delving too deep into her heart and mind, too early in the morning.[/color]

[sub][color=758186]EMILIA "GARUDA" LANGE[/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color]   [color=758186]FARHAVEN [Inside Train][/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color]   [color=758186]07:40AM[/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color] [@DeadDrop][@Salsa Verde][/sub][hr][color=8d8e8f]The [i]somewhat[/i]-stranger was no stranger anymore. Upon hearing her name, Emilia could instantly remember it on the list of names for the [i]Group[/i] she had read. The pretty face and mesmerizing smile were, indeed, familiar, but Emilia gave up on trying to place them. [color=3c5f7d][i]ResDiv, huh? Explains the excitement...[/i][/color] Emilia thought to herself, as the chipper words and introductions sprouted from Amanita. Perhaps it was not the infamous Research Division lack of socializing that made this girl so eager with energy, but rather the company she was currently with. Emilia was not exactly an unknown face, neither was her code name 'Garuda'. As reflected upon several times throughout her life, whether or not it was a wise decision, Emilia had been a sort of 'pinup girl' for the Warfare Division on more than one occasion. Much of that happened during the early days and during her time with [i]him[/i]. [color=6598c4]"Votara, indeed."[/color] Emilia smirked, keeping eye contact with the girl until the sudden break for decorum. [color=6598c4]"Emilia Lange."[/color] They exchanged a slightly damp and nervous handshake, but all in good spirit. [color=6598c4]"Oh, don't mention it. I'm not big on formalities, anyway."[/color] Emilia said, although led right back into conversation by Eun-Ji's question about Robert, which he answered himself and followed up with a gift—if one could call it that. [color=6598c4]"No, Robert, she doesn't need one of your death-sticks—nobody does. Let's just find somewhere to sit."[/color] Emilia spoke with a slightly sarcastic tone, just to lighten the mood of the moment.

They found themselves a decent six-seat space in the train. The composition was three seats that faced each other with a narrow table between. A huge window shielded them from the wind and rain outside. The conductor of the train arrived shortly after they had settled in, asking for tickets. After it had all been settled, they could finally find a bit of quiet and peace. The car was not awfully crowded, but many of the other seats were occupied. They had four hours of cozy train ride ahead of them with lots of scenery and a few stops along the way. The train had a restaurant/food car as well, which would be serving either breakfast or lunch. Emilia was definitely set on getting breakfast at some point for her few remaining credits.

[color=6598c4]"So, Eun-Ji, have you been in the [i]the[/i] Group before? I know it's my first time. Not sure if Robert has been in it before—have you?"[/color] Emilia asked, catching a glimpse of their eyes, both of them one after another yet at the same time.[/color]

[color=7f5e99][b]Quest Steps[/b][/color][hr][color=9482a2]Flashbacks and this kind of interaction could go on forever, but the easiest way to close them is to simply indicate in a "note" like this at the end of the post that you feel satisfied and won't reply further. I'm cool with it, everyone will be cool with it, so there's no need to be 'polite'.[/color]
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