@mechbeaut || touch prompts || accepting!
24. to say hello (mun picks? mantis!)
The train rattles along on the underground tracks in this strange city they call New York, New York. She wonders what Old York must have looked like if they decided to leave there and create a new one. By the look and the smell of her surroundings? It was certainly going to be time to build a New New York soon. People were so tired with this one, she saw a man peeing on a building before she walked down the stairs to board the train.
Her small slip of paper that said she paid her fee is tucked into the tiny spot on the chair in front of her. Mister Stark left her instructions on how to meet him in this place called New Brunswick, New Jersey. Another new city in a new state. America was not very imaginative with names. Was it? Even the name United States was very simple. States next to one another constitute united. Very easy to remember. Was that why they did it? Ah, yes. Kind to travelers and easily confused people who call the country home. She smiles at the kindness of it all.
Someone sits down next to her. She reaches a hand up and makes sure the floppy fitting knitted beanie rests against her tucked back antenna. The fingers of one hand twitch the tips of her fingers that stick out from her woolen gloves against her black jeans with carefully made holes in the legs. The other gently pats the woman on her shoulder in greeting. “If you look out the window? The city looks like stars once you get out of the tunnels.” And suddenly she’s homesick.