Train Ramblings - CA Closed | BonesToPickWith
Waiting was a position that Wan Snowdrift of the Shado-Pan found himself in far more than usual. And what, exactly, was he waiting for? In this case...it was a train. A train, which was a human innovation...a noisy amalgamation of metal and technology that hurtled about the city at speeds that quite frankly made Snowdrift's head spin. Yet it always managed to arrive in the next district, half an hour after one boarded it.
The day was quiet, calm, and cool for the most part, with the promise of later rain hanging in the air. Compared to the bitter winter that had gripped the city so viciously for such a long period of time...it was a welcome change. And while Snowdrift was well-accustomed to high mountains that were gripped by snow almost all year long...the huge Shado-Pan had to admit that these days could be quite pleasant.
At last the train approached, appearing to be little more than a silvery block without much ornamentation looming out of a tunnel not too far down the line. Standing out from the front were three brilliant lights that seemed to alternate. The horn sounded three times, growing in intensity each time. The sheer loudness made Snowdrift's sensitive ears shiver, and the train soon clanked and rattled to a stop at the platform.
The passengers who got off here did so quickly. Snowdrift was one of the first ones aboard, and fortunately, there were open seats. Before the doors could begin to close, a small figure bolted aboard. Snowdrift gave his guest a small glance. Was the person next to him a child?
He decided that such things would soon sort themselves out. "Pleasant enough day we're having, isn't it?" Wan decided to ask the fellow passenger. Whether they answered or not, well...at least Snowdrift had made an effort at small talk.