::Sawyer sat in the dining cart, still knitting her scarf and eating an apple. She held the unfinished scarf up and smiled. It wasn't the prettiest thing in the world. She'd dropped a few stitches here and there, and had occasionally increased and decreased the lengths of a few rows without realizing it... but it would keep her warm, and that was ( Read more... )

::Sawyer was in the arcade, again, enjoying her only past time on this train --the DDR and Karaoke Revolution machines. though today her scores were low. She was distracted and not in the best of moods ( Read more... )