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Escalator Princess Captain
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 Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2015 4:09 pm
A double decked train car fit for the needs of all appetites.
Seven well trained chefs work tirelessly to assure the most appropriate nutrition gets into each bite of their dishes.
Large windows for the purpose natural light also provide the best views as to where the train is going.
Waiters work their way around tables quickly to catch orders to then give to the chefs down below.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2015 7:28 pm
 Yuri sat down in a chair, waiting for Dez to arrive, noticing a waiter was already there. "I'm waiting for someone, but put me down for Ukra." He said the watier had asked if he wanted anything else. "Just water." He said simply with a sigh.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2015 7:49 pm
 nnnnnn«. . .Ð є ɀ ɒ ɨ ӷ ɒ x∆x Ҁ ɵ ӷ ɣ μ ȿ . . .»nnnnnn
❝I'm right, you're wrong. Get over it, pipsqueak.❞ ╔══════════════════════════╗
Dez whistled her way down the train halls as she followed behind Yuri. She stretched just before entering the dining car, her muscles itching to feel the warmth of exercise, but her mouth dropped open as she walked into the cab. Her eyes twinkled with happiness as she smelled the exoitic dishes wafting throughout the car.
"Oh wow, Yuri," she exclaimed. "This is so fantastic!" She sat down quickly opposite him and almost immediately a waiter was by her side waiting on an order. "Um," she stammered for a moment, "sushi! And... chicken ramen, rice balls, ochazuke, hayashi raisu, a rice bowl, and some oden, please. Would also love some hot tea if you'd please." She gave a dazzling smile toward the waiter as he left with her order before she looked over to Yuri. Bringing her index finger to scratch lightly across her freckle ridden cheek she laughed, "I'm... really hungry. What did you get?"
╚══════════════════════════╝ Who: Yuri || What: Team Nova || When: Afternoon || Where: Dining Car || Thoughts: Oh wow, they actually have all this food?!
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2015 7:58 pm
Yuri sighed a little, just tapping his foot slowly, waiting for his food. "Nothing much, Just Ukha and water. I'm a light eater." He said with a melancholy tone picking up a knife placing it tip down on the table, spinning it on its tip before stopping it by placing his palm on top of the handle repeating this until their food was ready.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2015 9:15 pm
nnnnnn«. . .Ð є ɀ ɒ ɨ ӷ ɒ x∆x Ҁ ɵ ӷ ɣ μ ȿ . . .»nnnnnn
❝I'm right, you're wrong. Get over it, pipsqueak.❞ ╔══════════════════════════╗
Dez laughed loudly, probably from her own slight embarrassment at getting so much food, at Yuri's words. "You didn't get much at all. Light eater, aye."
She tapped her finger on the table before picking up where they had left off: "Tungsten would be a great element to add into the steel. Maybe I can try to get my hands on it at the academy. Or if this train stops near a space museum," she joked.
╚══════════════════════════╝ Who: Yuri || What: Team Nova || When: Afternoon || Where: Dining Car || Thoughts: No wonder he's so skinny
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2015 9:25 pm
Yuri nodded continuing to spin the knife. "Or, get enough incandescent light bulbs for the Tungsten needed." He said, his mood not really changing much as the food arrived, smelling the Ukha he ordered and everything else she ordered. "It smells great..." He said as he began to ate what he order and sighed. "No taste though, Go figure." He added with a sigh, his tongue showing as he did, it was a pale ashen grey and marred with several burns which looked like were caused by cigarettes. He however begrudgingly finished what he ordered.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2015 10:33 pm
  . . .Ａｒｉａx✣xＲｏｓｅｔｔｅ. . .‖ Who: Unfamiliar faces, chefs, waiters. || Where: Dining Car || Ambiance: The windows.. || Profile ‖ ╄━ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - xxxxxxxxxWould you leave me... Aria's steely azure optics wandered about nervously as she poked her blonde head into the dining car. Although the delicious scents bombarding her senses were a welcome invitation, it seemed the girl was nervous about something. Before she even fully allowed her body to step into the car, she would lock her gaze on the nearest window as the soft patter of rain peppered the glass; she stood there a moment, tightly clutching the strap of a single worn bag slung over her shoulder, as if awaiting some sort of reaction from the train itself rather than its inhabitants. When her hesitance remained fruitless, the blonde then loosened her death grip on her strap as she habitually lowered her gaze and took a step inside.
As she entered, however, it looked as though two startlingly tall, ominous figures stood flushed behind her at each side, rustling as though they were impatient for her to step aside. It wasn't until the overhead lighting had dissolved these 'ominous figures' of their unnerving veil that their identity had been revealed, though the reveal itself was startling enough: the teen donned a frightening pair of ebony-feathered wings, though their size was a bit large for her slimmer proportions. The girl by herself seemed harmless, but her rustling appendages left a resonance of distress on most usually. Her discomforted behaviour noted of this as she quickly shuffled past the two already enjoying their meal, and moved as if to make herself as out of the way as possible.
Surely with a train full of cat people, owl hybrids and other 'special' kids, she wouldn't be seen as anything 'interesting' in comparison to the bunch. But, nervous habits were hard to break, and simply allowing her wings out to breathe in the open - period - was difficult. Quickly, expertly, Aria slipped into a seat at a table further away from the two, but not far enough for her own curious eyes to be out of reach. As nervous as she seemed, she was honestly pretty excited about the whole thing. She was vibrating with such energy that she literally shuffled into the nearest car without even bothering to search for her team's cabin -- what was up with that 'teams' thing anyway? Regardless, her mind was racing so fast that she could hardly keep up with a simple greeting between the waiter and herself. "A-ah, milk tea, please.." she uttered, offering him a weak smile. His natural response of a nod and reciprocated smile was heaven sent, and (unfortunately) a figurative weight off her shoulders.
That was...normal, she thought, letting out a contented sigh as her wings loomed over her form. ...If I told you what I've become?xxxxxxxxx - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -━╃
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 1:54 pm
nnnnnn«. . .Ð є ɀ ɒ ɨ ӷ ɒ x∆x Ҁ ɵ ӷ ɣ μ ȿ . . .»nnnnnn
❝I'm right, you're wrong. Get over it, pipsqueak.❞ ╔══════════════════════════╗
Dez laughed at the small joke before watching the knife being spun interestedly. She wondered what was on his mind, but said nothing as their food arrived and her eyes lit up with amazement.
"That was so fast!" she exclaimed and watched happily as her food was placed in front of her on the long tables. It smelled delicious, and she nodded to Yuri as he said the same. "Sláinte Mhaith," she cheered as she raised her chopsticks and began to chow down.
She only slowed her pace when Yuri opposite her did not seem too excited about his own food, and then saw the burns on his tongue. Someone really did a number on him, she thought. Probably his mum. What a shame.
Trying to cheer him up, she gave a loud sigh of content and said, "You should try more spicy dishes. Do you like spices?"
Her green orbs slowly moved toward the opened cabin door and watched as a girl, and what seemed like her bodyguards, walked into the cab. She almost choked on her food when she saw that those things behind her were not in fact men at all, but giant black wings. Coughing slightly, she watched with interest and wonder at the body to wing ratio.
Dez didn't mean to eavesdrop, but when the girl ordered nothing but tea, she frowned. You'd think someone as frail as that wee thing would eat somethin'.
"I'll be right back," she said to Yuri, picking up her rice balls and making her way over to the far end of the cabin. She realized the girl didn't sit too far back, but she didn't sit closer to the teammates either, and she stood over the girl. It didn't take her long to realize that even when sitting, the girl's wings were slightly taller than Dezaira's own massive height, but she let forth a brilliant smile regardless and said, "Pardon me, kid. I see you didn't order any food and a wee thing like you should eat! Here, you can have these on me," she finished, handing the girl the rice balls. "If you'd like to join us, we'd love the company!" she finished as she sauntered back over to her previous seat.
Looking apologetic over to Yuri she said, "Well, I'd hope you'd like the company. She seems like she needs a few friends, aye?"
╚══════════════════════════╝ Who: Yuri and a wee thing || What: Team Nova || When: Afternoon || Where: Dining Car || Thoughts: So much wonderful food!... I wonder if she's alright
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 2:10 pm
"I do, It does stimulate my tongue but not much else, I still can't taste." Yuri said with a sigh reaching into his front pocket getting a small plastic baggie full of jerky of some kind, But he knew it was spiced bear meat. He tore off a piece beginning to eat it, setting the baggie on the table, He stopped spinning the knife deciding to play five finger filet to keep himself occupied, not following Dez to address the petite girl with the large black wings mainly because he knew he wouldn't be able to help much at all.
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 6:51 pm
 . . .Ａｒｉａx✣xＲｏｓｅｔｔｅ. . .‖ Who: Unfamiliar faces, chefs, waiters. || Where: Dining Car || Ambiance: The windows.. || Profile ‖ ╄━ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - xxxxxxxxxWould you leave me... Amidst her daydreaming of her nice, warm cup of tea and carefully eyeing the weather outside, the young blonde calmly peered over her should expecting to see the waiter with delights in hand. However, the girl suddenly went rigid, eyes stretched wide as her pupils shrank at the incredulous sight before her. She had taken note of the scarlet-haired woman sitting at the table with the young man when she made her hasty entrance, but now she could see her for what she was in full detail: Her form stood over her, casting a formidable shadow to Aria's own wings; not only was she tall, her her muscled body was riddled with pale fissures of faded scars that made the Rosette wonder just what kind of past these people had led. In comparison, this woman seemed like a seasoned warrior from another century entirely.
'...h-holy crap..' If she had somehow miraculously managed to hide her surprise beneath the safety of her hat, the cacophonous startled jolt of her wings made it all the more obvious. Even though they ad just technically met, the friendly smile on the woman's face seemed so out of place on her, much less while offering her a plate of food. Regardless, Aria was far too distracted with the concept of this woman's past that she failed in even offering her a coherent response to her kindness. "Th-..thank..!" she muttered breathlessly, but the carmine woman had already wandered back to her companion. Was this how 'normal' people saw her back in Rome? She wasn't entirely sure. In fact, she felt more captivated by her than horrified so perhaps there was the difference.
Aria's azure orbs then drifted to the plate of food. It was tempting, just like the riceballs they ate in her comics. As silly as it was, she couldn't help but feel that flicker of excitement seeing something so normal in that culture, but she couldn't very well accept them. She hardly thought about how much her tea was because she was so distracted by the excitement of it all, and silently drooped her head. After taking a moment to gather her nerve, she stood up, taking the plate and her bag with her to their table. As she stopped, she again lowered her head out of reflex and spoke, "Um...thank you, m'aam.." Her words rang firmly, as if standing her ground, but it was clear that she was feeling uneasy speaking to the amazoness face to face. "I don't think I can accept these. I'd have no way of paying you back...or, if they even take American bills here.." Her words floundered into absent minded mumbling, as if thinking aloud to herself rather than the two in front of her. Noting that there were two people there, she quickly gave the raven-haired man an apologetic nod. "Sorry for, y'know, interrupting..! I really do appreciate the thought though, m'aam. I just don't think--.." Aria paused as she took note of the rising anxiety in her tone and sighed, gently setting the plate on the table. ...If I told you what I've become?xxxxxxxxx - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -━╃
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 7:29 pm
Yuri gave a slight nod. "No problem," He said focusing on the five finger filet he was playing. "However, considering the multi-national group of students, They will probably accept any currency besides the ruble." He added beginning to stop playing five finger filet looking off to the side scratching the back of his head nervously
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 7:47 pm
nnnnnn«. . .Ð є ɀ ɒ ɨ ӷ ɒ x∆x Ҁ ɵ ӷ ɣ μ ȿ . . .»nnnnnn
❝I'm right, you're wrong. Get over it, pipsqueak.❞ ╔══════════════════════════╗
She had quirked her eyebrow at the movement of the girl's wings and found that even though the girl could control her feelings, her giant wings obviously could not. It didn't perturb her, however, and she had simply went back to her own seat and began eating happily.
Deziara shrugged apologetically as Yuri explained his predicament with food. She couldn't very well say anything as she found herself wracked with guilt over her own enthusiasm over her own in front of her. She doubted he really cared however, and she continued to slurp on her ramen as she watched intrigued as he played with the knife and his fingers.
That is until the petite blonde girl was suddenly standing next to their table and Dez found herself coughing violently. Waving her hand, her fist going to her mouth to cough into it, she choked out, "N-no problem!" When the girl finally stuttered out what she was trying to say, Dez cocked her head and frowned deeply.
It didn't take her long to let forth a hearty laugh as she waved her hand in front of her. "This train doesn't require money!" She pondered this, turning away from the two and whispered, "At least I don't think it does..." Turning back to the girl, she bellowed, "Come now, I know you'll love them. Eat up!"
She moved slightly over in her seat and patted the spot, completely inviting the girl over to sit down. Grabbing the plate of rice balls with her index and thumb, she slid it over quickly to the side of the table where the girl would sit so it wasn't rude to reach over the others. Especially, Dez thought, since her own food filled the table. Speaking of which, she raised an eyebrow, smiled widely, and grabbed hold of her hayashi rice.
╚══════════════════════════╝ Who: Yuri and a wee girl || What: Food! || When: Afternoon || Where: Dining Car || Thoughts: Well at least she's over here
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 8:07 pm
Ayumu Tenzu
Aspiring Artist
Age: 13
Weapon(s): A pair of lion-shaped gauntlets called Sphairai
Dorm/Team: Nova
Status: Single
Aura - Element(s)/Aspect(s): Elemental: Fire/Lightning/Ice
"The key to becoming an artist..."
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Ayumu soon found the dining car. It wasn't hard to find since he was able to smell the food from several cars away. The car looked fancy, almost like one you'd see rich people go to. Once inside, he took a deep breath as he took in the smell of food. The smell of food only made him more hungry. Before he went to get some food, he took a little walk around the dining car, looking at everything that there is to see.
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"...your inner strength will come to you."
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 8:08 pm
Yuri got up looking around beginning to pace the length of car, trying to find a distraction, He noticed a violin player. "Mind if I borrow that?" He asked, the violinist seemed a little weary of Yuri but nodded and handed over his violin, Yuri thought of a song to play and snapped his fingers when a song came to his mind, beginning to play Gossec's Gavotte.
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 8:47 pm
 . . .Ａｒｉａx✣xＲｏｓｅｔｔｅ. . .‖ Who: Unfamiliar faces, chefs, waiters. || Where: Dining Car || Ambiance: The windows.. || Profile ‖ ╄━ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - xxxxxxxxxWould you leave me... She lifted her gaze some to her unexpected coughing fit and instinctively lifted her hand as if to offer a hefty slap on the back to loosen the blockage. Instead, she hesitated at the thought of breaking into the woman's personal space and cradled her lifted hand in the other as she spoke. Aria felt a pang of guilt as the frown formed on her face, and felt the muscles of her wings faintly retract and press closer to her frame. Thankfully the guilt was short-lived and was soon replaced with yet another round of surprise at the mention of the train not requiring (possibly) any money. "That would make a bit more sense, they did invite us.." she uttered as she thoughtfully raised her hand to her lips. Imagining all the free food she could (again, possibly) get made her once anxiety-stricken stomach rumble with a pitiful growl.
It seemed her body was just an open book that day, nothing could escape even complete strangers at this point. Aria then hastily rested a clawed hand over her stomach as she fought the heat of embarrassment from her face. Any vigilance of keeping herself from being any sort of burden or minute sense of pride was gradually melting away with the woman's natural warmth. She was so outspoken and personable, it was almost difficult to say no to her. "They do look good." she said, allowing an actual smile to dance across her lips. "..and I don't think it'd be good karma to lie to people who I'll be riding a train with." Humour was usually a seamless segway out of her nervousness, though she felt silly for saying suck a weak line after having sat down.
As she took a few moments to adjust herself and her unforgiving appendages to the seat, she would briefly glance at the woman's....quiet counterpart. He seemed like a minimalist speaker from his answers, and his overall demeanor was...chill, plainly speaking. He was curious, Aria thought, though she had a feeling he wasn't much of one to strike up conversation like the amazoness of a gal. "Thanks. Again. Erm, I'm Aria." she stammered, as she allowed her gaze to flicker over to the especially young boy entering the dining car. 'He's so little, is he here by himself?' The frequent flaw of Aria's natural observational skills, she was often visually distracted by her surroundings, which thankfully came in handy when it came to escaping the Vatican gardens. Her ears were also a detrimental tool for such things, especially when they were suddenly bombarded with sound.
Aria's head whipped around in search of the pleasant noise, and to her surprise, the stoic young man had gotten up and began playing amidst her distraction. Her sapphire orbs widened with the wonder of a child, perhaps his silence had been a cover for his talent in music, perhaps to surprise people all the more. "W-woah...your friend is really good." she whispered. ...If I told you what I've become?xxxxxxxxx - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -━╃
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