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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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[otarudaisuki]

[Lime is wandering through the cars, stretching her arms boredly, when she catches sight of Luka.]

Whatcha drinkin'?

[save_the_melody]

[looks to whoever addressed her, keeping in mind to be on guard just in case, and then closes her eyes and takes another sip of tea, only answering after setting down her cup.]

Tea.

[otarudaisuki]

Is it good?

[save_the_melody]

Now it is. [the sugar she added helped.]

[fahrenheit932]

*It would be Zuko's luck that while looking for his pink-haired girlfriend, a new arrival with the same exact shade should be aboard.

As such, when he enters the car, his first thought is to excitedly approach her*

Hey, Euphie! How'sit- ... oh. ... you're not my girlfriend.

[save_the_melody]

[she's just a tad bit flustered at being mistaken for someone else. That had never really happened to her before.]

... No. I'm not.

[fahrenheit932]

Well... *actually fingerbridges and looks sheepish* ... this is.... awkward.

[save_the_melody]

Just a little. [looks back to her tea, resorting to stirring it a bit more]

[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.]

[spoke_the_word]

[Somehow or other, someone has been sitting next to you for some time. She's not easy to notice, though...]

Hm...? Did you just arrive...?

[save_the_melody]

[jumps a little. crappit, as a soldier, she reeeally should have had her guard up more. she glances over at the new arrival, then back to her tea.]

About an hour ago.

[spoke_the_word]

Ah... has anyone shown you the way around... or...?

[save_the_melody]

Shown, no. I have held a few conversations with others at this point, however, and have learned a little about our whereabouts. [motions to the pad of paper which has notes scribbled all over it.]

[ki_scooter]

*and hey, here comes the overly excitable welcome wagon*

... Hi there! I'm Aang! Welcome to, uh, the train.

[save_the_melody]

[sippin' mah tea.]

A pleasure to meet you, Aang.

[notice that she ... doesn't look at him while addressing him.]

[ki_scooter]

*blink blink*

Uh... you need any help with anything! I'd be happy to!

[save_the_melody]

I've received quite a bit of help, but more is always appreciated, I suppose. Any information regarding this ... [makes a face] train? Is accepted.