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(DID you read my inside joke? D=)

(( rofl ))

((Like taking a baby from a candy...))

[[HA! I didn't even notice that! ...nice hair btw. Both of you; I'm liking this trend. cool ]]

What is stopping you!? D:<

{{writers block!!!!}}

[[eh...I'll try something! Maybe it'll get the ball rolling.]]

Gresley awoke to the sound of the 5:30 a.m. train to Dent. He rose from the ragged sheets Leota had tried to wash for him, to no avail. He checked his eyes in the mirror to see if they were still green.
It was Monday, Gresley was to start his new job today. Quality of life in Furnace had greatly declined, and Gresley was very lucky to get any work.
He was the new driver for engine number 65462, used for shunting and hauling freight trains and smaller local passenger trains.
When he arrived at the engine shed, he found the little engine near the back. It was filthy, as if it hadn't been cleaned in years. Gresley cleaned the engine as best he could, shoveled coal into the firebox, and closed his eyes while he waited for the engine to build steam.

"It's Aisling."

Gresley opened his eyes again. Nobody was there, except for the steam engines. He shook his head and checked to see if his list of orders had arrived. It said that he was to haul a freight train to Rivet, then pull a passenger train back to Furnace.
After collecting the freight cars, he was finally underway. Gresley's train clattered over the high iron bridges and rattled through the dark tunnels that led out of the city.
About an hour later, all seemed to go according to his schedule. Suddenly, a girl appeared out of nowhere just ahead of the train. Gresley yanked the whistle cord and applied the emergency brake. The train screeched to a halt. Gresley hopped down from the cab and ran around to the engine's front. The girl was there, her face inches from the engine's bufferbeam.

"What the hell are you doing?! You could've been--!!"

Gresley stopped short. He was really becoming tired of life's surprises, they kept him from finishing his sentences.
The girl looked as if she had just awoken from a dream. Here eyes were full of confusion and surprise, and her hair was snow-white, just like Gresley's.
Their eyes locked, both trying to recognize each other's. Eventually, another train thundered past on the opposite track, bringing Gresley back into reality. He finally knew who this mysterious girl was.

"Freckles??"

[[HA!! That's right Freckles!! I just wrote you into MY storyline! Have fun in my world. twisted ]]
{{I just went back to read the first few pages. What happened to John? Where did he go?}}

{{sweeeeet. Oh an keep in mind, my character has no memory... makes things... difficult. sweatdrop }}

Green eyes stared back at the girl as she tried to comprehend her situation.

Why is there a GIANT train about to crush me... and why was I stupid enough to walk in front of it? Better question- how did I get on this track? I don't recall anything about this place. And who is this boy? I must know him from somewhere. Yes, I think I know. He must be-

The white-haired boy interrupted her train of thought {{bahaha train...}} by saying a name. The pale girl looked around.

"Who? Freckles?"

She didn't understand. There was no one else around besides her and the boy. He must have been talking to her, but this name was unfamiliar. She unconsciously stepped away from the train and toward the boy, as a result of her curiosity.

"Sorry, but... who are you?"

But the answer she heard was not the one she expected. Before the white-haired boy had a chance to open his mouth, the girl felt a new presence.

"Aisling."