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[color=BC8DBF]Word Count: 734 (+1 exp)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]4[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 38/40
[b]Location[/b]: Edinburgh MagikaPolis - Nyakuza Metro[/color]
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The wait at Gerudo Town's train station was so uneventful that Therion imagined what awaited them at the other end of the line had to be something spectacular... that was how things normally went, at least. Unfortunately he couldn't even kill time in town on account of his gender. So he waited patiently with his hands shoved into his pockets, quietly listening to the new mission debrief. He was officially part of the team now, after all. Their instructions amounted to glorified sight-seeing, and the thief agreed that it did sound kind of fun even in spite of their want for a buddy system. So it was when the train arrived, pulling by a massive cat, Therion eagerly boarded. 

Some minutes later and the train pulled into it's station. Therion committed the place's name to memory, and though he'd planned to immediately get his bearings of the station in order to move around it quickly, he was overwhelmed by the intense colors, shapes, and sounds of the metro when the doors opened and the train's passengers were ushers out into the plaza. As it turned out, this large area was only the station of the desert area - the "Yellow Station" as told by one of the many talking black cats roaming around. Alice's explanation earlier was an understatement if every other station was like this one.

The group made it to the main area's kiosk, and there were [i]ten[/i] more stations, eleven in total. Seems like they had a long day of riding ahead of them - and the first order of business was getting passes for the lines. Naturally it wasn't as straight forward as just buying them. On top of the labyrinth-like interior, the giant bee had learned that there was only one type of currency accepted here in the metro: 'pons.'

[color=BC8DBF]"...these?"[/color] Therion asked, producing one of the pons in question from under his shawl. It had looked somewhat valuable, so he'd grabbed one - though when exactly he'd managed to snag it while being with the group the whole time would remain a mystery. 

With a confirmation that the green diamond-centered orbs were what they needed, Therion nodded. His first thought was to keep it, but it was only one pon and he was confident he'd be able to get a lot more. He could be a team player if he tried, so he gave the orb to their tag-along Bede. He also scoffed loudly at Sectonia's unwillingness to gather the things herself. [color=BC8DBF]"No kidding,"[/color] he added after Wonder Red's chastisement. 

Seeing as everyone would be splitting off at that point, some having already gone, Therion took his leave as well. He slipped away from the group with no fanfare, heading off in a random direction. The main area was like a city on it's own, so traversing it would take a while. Plus none of the maps posted made any sense to Therion, so finding the ticket booths in the first place would be a chore.

For Therion, what followed was a whole lot of exploration. Climbing mountains was awful, this was more of his kind of exercise - running, leaping, tumbling. He pkept an eye out for entrances to other stations and picked up pons as he went, but when he was fooled by a realistic looking [url=https://i.ibb.co/xY8bx4p/Pon.png]sticker[/url] that some jokester had put in a difficult to reach spot high on the upper walkways, the thief decided to take a break. He sat right on the ground, idly peeling at the sticker until it came off the wall with a [i]kaching[/i] sound effect, after which he methodically began to tear it into pieces as he studied the Metro from above.

[i]If I was selling passes, where would I do it?[/i] he thought to himself. He tried to put himself into a merchant's shoes, but quickly determined that the layout of the Metro made little sense. Instead he conjured his inner Tressa, figuring the younger girl's more chaotic nature might give him some insight. From up there he could see more pons, and even spotted some of the Seekers among the station's patrons. He continued to sweep his gaze over the visible area, until something bright purple caught his eye. Considering the stations were color-coded, he hoped this would be promising. He stood up, stretched, and prepared to make his way back down.