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[save_the_melody]

[and as she has composed herself at least enough not to panic, Luka has found herself a nice, hot, cup of tea and is sitting in one of the cars (she's not sure which one), drinking her tea. nearby, a pad of paper and a pen rest, so that she may be able to take down notes on whatever situation she's gotten herself into; likely to combine into a

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[stuckonwrist]

[It had been a few weeks, almost a month since Daniel showed up since his little incident in the other car. After relocating the Little Abominations FAR away from the populace, he was all set and resolved to explain to Wally and Zuko and whoever else what happened when he paused at the sight of the pink haired girl.

Somewhere, Dire Straits was playing That Song.

Hoping he didn't look disheveled from his weeks-long run across the endless train, he asked a question.]

Um, is this seat taken?

[save_the_melody]

[man, she really must like that tea. She takes another sip of it, then, without even looking at the other guy, answers honestly.]

No.

[stuckonwrist]

[For once, Daniel was grateful for his slightly withered social skills and sat down. Awkward silences were his thing after all, but he was also very tired from running the entire four weeks or so.]

I'm Daniel Jackson, one of the residents on the train. Are you new here?

[save_the_melody]

I suppose I am.

[but she doesn't give her name just yet.]

It's nice to meet you, Daniel Jackson. [somewhat polite, and yet oh so defensive.]

[stuckonwrist]

Likewise.

[Daniel knows a lot of things, especially when someone is being guarded. He figures it is a defense mechanism or probably training. Her posture certainly screams "trained"]

You know there's a coffee house car just down the way. If you want, there'll be more things to drink, and probably eat too.

[save_the_melody]

I'm fine here, thank you. [she was quite comfortable here. that, and she was more interested in information at this point than food.]