EnarrMinor miscommunication. The Ellexkir train has reached its destination in Ellexkir. There won't be any more trains. Sorry for the trouble, but if you could make a slight edit to your post Winter, that'd be dope.
Leon is just in the next car of the holotrain, not on a completely different holotrain.
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Yo, I'm gonna make a post tomorrow. I'm so sorry, I completely forgot it was my turn to post. ">_>
"Yeah, I've always been a pretty observant," Leon said to Aeria, giving a small shrug, "It's more a curse than a gift though." A small smile accompanied his last statement because it wasn't exactly a lie that being observant had its faults, but it sure as hell had its benefits too. It was a little interesting that the one person Leon expected to be more observant than himself was the one who completely missed the small fiasco. If anything it made Leon want to work on Tollnak more. There seemed to be a lot that he could learn about his new friend.
"Oh, that's your bag?" Leon rose an eyebrow at Tollnak, deciding immediately to have a bit of fun with him. "I assumed it was Aeria's bag, what with it saying Girl Power in bold print across the front of it." Leon held back a smile, giving a gentle nudge to Aeria with his elbow. He wanted her to join in on the fun. In truth the duffel was a dull navy blue that anyone in their right mind wouldn't bat an eye at. Leon didn't pay much attention to the other bloke that sat down by the group. He seemed to have missed the entire conversation up until this point and truth-be-told, Leon was already having a hard enough time being around so many people. The guy would just have to figure out for himself, unless Aeria or Tollnak had any interest in filling him in.
The train reached the station shortly after Tollnak asked what colour his back was and for a moment, Leon thought of being truthful with Tollnak about the bag. Sure, he'd never really know until he asked someone else or someone ruined the joke, but if Leon could restore his sight.. He wasn't too sure he liked the idea of Tollnak giving him a wallop for his joke. 'For the greater good of comedy', he decided as he leaned slightly back into his chair, giving a final peak into his bag. He noticed his, his being a relative term of course being that it was stolen, gilded pen with an intricate design interwoven into the golden sheet. So, he officially had four items in his possession now. That being the clothing on his back, his pen, his journal, and his bag. Leon began to put the rucksack down between his legs when the bag ripped open and spilled forth his pen and journal into the aisle of the train. He sighed and lobbed the bag into the corner of the train, reaching down to grab his pen and journal. So, now he was back down to three things.
Leon peered around Aeira at the train station which appeared to be freshly cleaned, every meter of the place holding a certain shine to it. The station seemed particularly crowded, a group of students bound for the Sabore district transferring at this station to make the final trip to their new home. "No way in hell I'm gonna walk around a crowd like that again anytime soon." Leon muttered under his breath, plopping back down into his seat. "Ya'll can hop off the train without me," Leon said aloud to no one in particular, "I'm going to stay behind and wait for the crowd to die down." Leon brought up his notebook, quickly flipping to a fresh page and scribbled on it with his pen to test the ink cartridge. It seemed to be working, much to his relief. Slowly he wrote down a message, one that was short, simple, and to the point. With another bump from his elbow, he looked to grab Aeria's attention, his journal aimed to be in clear view of Aeria and himself.
The note read simply; I know you saw my hands when I first got onto the train. I'd like to speak with you. I'll be waiting in the next car.
With his message conveyed, Leon got out of his seat and took a brief look around the room. "I'll see y'all later tonight, I'm sure." Leon simply said, walking along the aisle and disappeared into the next traincar, closing the door behind him. He took a seat on one of the small tables in the center of the car and flipped open his journal, putting pen to paper, beginning to write out everything that was important from today as he waited to see if the girl who commanded air with a whim would drop by.
"Oh, that's your bag?" Leon rose an eyebrow at Tollnak, deciding immediately to have a bit of fun with him. "I assumed it was Aeria's bag, what with it saying Girl Power in bold print across the front of it." Leon held back a smile, giving a gentle nudge to Aeria with his elbow. He wanted her to join in on the fun. In truth the duffel was a dull navy blue that anyone in their right mind wouldn't bat an eye at. Leon didn't pay much attention to the other bloke that sat down by the group. He seemed to have missed the entire conversation up until this point and truth-be-told, Leon was already having a hard enough time being around so many people. The guy would just have to figure out for himself, unless Aeria or Tollnak had any interest in filling him in.
The train reached the station shortly after Tollnak asked what colour his back was and for a moment, Leon thought of being truthful with Tollnak about the bag. Sure, he'd never really know until he asked someone else or someone ruined the joke, but if Leon could restore his sight.. He wasn't too sure he liked the idea of Tollnak giving him a wallop for his joke. 'For the greater good of comedy', he decided as he leaned slightly back into his chair, giving a final peak into his bag. He noticed his, his being a relative term of course being that it was stolen, gilded pen with an intricate design interwoven into the golden sheet. So, he officially had four items in his possession now. That being the clothing on his back, his pen, his journal, and his bag. Leon began to put the rucksack down between his legs when the bag ripped open and spilled forth his pen and journal into the aisle of the train. He sighed and lobbed the bag into the corner of the train, reaching down to grab his pen and journal. So, now he was back down to three things.
Leon peered around Aeira at the train station which appeared to be freshly cleaned, every meter of the place holding a certain shine to it. The station seemed particularly crowded, a group of students bound for the Sabore district transferring at this station to make the final trip to their new home. "No way in hell I'm gonna walk around a crowd like that again anytime soon." Leon muttered under his breath, plopping back down into his seat. "Ya'll can hop off the train without me," Leon said aloud to no one in particular, "I'm going to stay behind and wait for the crowd to die down." Leon brought up his notebook, quickly flipping to a fresh page and scribbled on it with his pen to test the ink cartridge. It seemed to be working, much to his relief. Slowly he wrote down a message, one that was short, simple, and to the point. With another bump from his elbow, he looked to grab Aeria's attention, his journal aimed to be in clear view of Aeria and himself.
The note read simply; I know you saw my hands when I first got onto the train. I'd like to speak with you. I'll be waiting in the next car.
With his message conveyed, Leon got out of his seat and took a brief look around the room. "I'll see y'all later tonight, I'm sure." Leon simply said, walking along the aisle and disappeared into the next traincar, closing the door behind him. He took a seat on one of the small tables in the center of the car and flipped open his journal, putting pen to paper, beginning to write out everything that was important from today as he waited to see if the girl who commanded air with a whim would drop by.
LiegeLord said
Mathew just stands there and watches them. Wondering who they were talking about and why. He looks around the train a bit and sighs as he sits down, he looks at Aeria. "So who are you talking about? And what did he do?"
Liege, any chance you could give us beefier posts? This isn't a free rp, it's casual. I'm just asking for more than a sentence or two. If you could write one to two paragraphs per post, that'd be swell. I think that's a fair request.
You forgot to mention poor Leon! D:
Also, I've officially decided to only refer to Tollank as Tollnak.
Also, I've officially decided to only refer to Tollank as Tollnak.
Gyrin said
Keita looked up, "Not much man.. how was it for you, I mean do you remember how we got here, I just remember a bunch of shooting and running" he laughed."As well as that, Shigganeth is pretty slick you know, I like him" he sat down and waited for Leon to answer back. Keita hand't seen Leon in forever, wondered how he was like now, they where the best of buds.. it was so clear on how they met... Leon was always they're to stick up for Keita.. always>
Leon shrugged, "They asked me to come along and I complied. What else was I gonna do? Shigganeth seems pretty interesting though. I think he's definitely the most transparent of the aliens. Makes me trust him a lot more than the others." Leon stopped talking when things seemed to go awry in the car. A boy was losing his mind, hollering about something that couldn't have mattered in the slightest. 'Whatever,' Leon internally shrugged looking back at his group. Keita had taken off to talk to some new cat. Leon heard his name being mentioned, but couldn't be bothered to get too invested. Really, he wanted to get back to the other two and keep talking. Leon slid by the two that were standing by the seats and plopped down next to Aeria, The bags were where he was previously sitting and now he was sitting across from Tollnak. "Hey, hey." Leon said, looking at the two for a moment. Leon could feel Aeria's distaste at the current situation, being the bug-boy insulting her, and let out a sigh as Tollnak said something to her.
"She's annoyed because the bug boy said something rude to her for no real reason." Leon explained, having the gist of Aeria's personality and that she wasn't much of a conversationalist. Leon reached across and picked up his luggage, yanking it over to his lap. His luggage was a simple rucksack made with scavenged cloth that he found scouring the slums he grew up in. In his pack was the only thing he still had, having sold everything he owned in order to buy what he wore today. Leon untied the drawstring keeping his rucksack closed, and shoved a hand in retrieving a small black book. He sighed in relief, dropping his journal back into the rucksack. He had been recording life events in the journal sometime shortly after he and Keita were separated.
The holotrain was beginning to slow now, they were perhaps five minutes away from their new homes. "I think we're almost at our destination." Leon said to his two companions, letting out a small sigh, "This train's gotten a little too crowded for me. I'm just not the social animal you two are," he said truthfully to Tollnak, before giving a teasing grin to Aeria.
WinterNightSky said
I'm just waiting for buried comic to make a post
Correct me if I'm wrong, but I could have sworn that Buried was the last one to post among the three of us, bar me that is.
Also, as a note to Winter and Buried, make sure to recognize that Mathew and Alan are attempting to communicate with our little enclave.
EDIT:
I may not post until Sunday evening/night/technically-Monday-morning. Have a guest in the house that I will be spending a lot of time with until Sunday.
Yeah, there have been a substantial amount of miss-communications across the board. Perhaps there is an issue with people not reading posts that are not explicitly addressed to them, as well as an issue of not making it abundantly clear that one is trying to communicate with another player.
Hey, hey ya'll. It's been a little quiet. We all still here?
I think ragtime kitty made me more comfortable.
What is the pimp kitty from? I can't remember for the life of me.
What is the pimp kitty from? I can't remember for the life of me.
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