WEEK 1

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 1

[The train wouldn't stop. Not until very early the next morning. The few who might have been awake would be able to exit the train, entering the cool twilight of the dawn. The star is dark, and few stars can be seen in the sky as a cold breeze begins to blow from the mountain beyond. You can see some chunks of rock floating idly nearby, far away from the station that it won't hit trains, but near enough that one can see they are larger than the train they just disembarked.

Lastly, laid out in front of them, the first port of call: Menahoven. The mountain: The Throat of the World.

But which world? Who knows. Not any of yours. Maybe it doesn't matter. Not when you are so far from home. Not when you have no way to get off this rock without the aid of the trains-and they will not let you pass.

It looks like you're stuck here until the Conductor decides to leave. In the meantime, everyone will need to get comfortable.


There are fifteen strangers left in this place.]

Comments

library -

[charmingheroine]

[When Charlotte finally does make her way into town, she heads back to the library, entering quietly. One definition of insanity is "doing the same thing over and over expecting different results" - but it's not the same thing if you're looking over different books. Right?

Not that the tourist trap pablum is really interesting or helpful, and it's impossible to be distracted by it when there's guilt gnawing at her at the sight of a certain pastel peacock of a man seemingly sleeping nearby.]

If you're awake, I... I think I owe you an apology.

[She'd have been able to tell, before here. It's that which pushes her voice into an uncomfortable whisper, barely audible since she said it far more to the bookshelf.]

[otherworldlyking]

...I'm awake.

[ He's not completely asleep, apparently.

His eyes open and fix on the other nearby him. He can't exactly remember the last time anyone's apologized to him. ]

What's the apology for?

[charmingheroine]

I misjudged you.

[She's still talking at the bookshelf, but louder, more clearly.]

Towa explained... not all that much, really, but enough that I think I've been needlessly hostile.

[otherworldlyking]

[ ...She went through that much trouble?

...

Well, it's not like he really cares about what anyone thinks about him. ]

If there wasn't any hostility in my life, I'd say it'd be pretty boring.

[charmingheroine]

[Somehow, it's that which finally gets her to turn around.]

So... what, you'd rather I didn't admit I was wrong?

[otherworldlyking]

[ He gives a bit of a shrug once she turns to face him. ]

Eh, not what I said.

[ ... ]

Just saying it wasn't a big deal.