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Kamina slowly walks down the train, looking back and forth. He's still not exactly sure what a "train" is yet, but he knows its moving. He's tired, bored and kind of hungry. He looks at each of the doors. It read B1. Kamina, unfortunately, cannot read. So, instead of making any sort of logical assumptions about anything, he kicks the door in.
Walking in, he plops down on a bed or a chair or whatever he finds first. He had quite a bit to process. Especially considering that, last he recalled, he was dead. But instead, he had a different, much simpler thought.
"... I'm hungry."
Walking in, he plops down on a bed or a chair or whatever he finds first. He had quite a bit to process. Especially considering that, last he recalled, he was dead. But instead, he had a different, much simpler thought.
"... I'm hungry."