On an old-fashion styled train to the Europa station, a woman, about her twenties, in a Victorian dress settled in her spot, the dress stiffly ruffling as she looked out the window, seeing the multicoloured dunes as the train passed them, she mused aloud, "I never seen anything like this back home!"
Never knew there could be dunes of different colours, why, she saw the rainbow by this point!
"Hm, how could you, with the smog?" She overheard her companion mention as she turned her head to see her companion, hard to say whether she was in her twenties as well or possibly in her early thirties, sitting across from her, a long leg over the other, wearing a black sleeveless pinstripe suit, complete with a pinstripe bowler hat keeping her brunette hair underneath, her unusually blackened cold hands on her knees as she briefly glimpsed outside.
Sighing, the woman noted her companion's correct, however, she pointed out that they're here and not there, now they're somewhere grand!
"Your father's waiting for us, don't forget," her companion reminded her that her father's waiting at the station for them before taking them to their vacation home in Summerfield.
Shaking her head, her brunette hair tightly in a fitting hairstyle, the woman bemoaned her father forcing her to come with him to their vacation home, always having her stay there, never letting her go anywhere that wasn't vetted, felt more like a camp than a vacation.
Her companion felt differently, saying that it's for her safety, reminding her of her family's fortune, and that's enough to garner unwanted attention from anyone scheming.
Her matte burgundy lips barely glistened under the soft light, the woman cheekily tells her companion, "Oh Bumble! I'm not scared, I've got you!"
She insisted that with her companion, Bumble, she wouldn't have to worry about those types trying to kidnap her.
Bumble may not look it, a tall scrawny pale woman with blackened hands, but she packs a nasty surprise if anyone makes the mistake of messing with her charge.
Awkwardly shrugging, Bumble responded with, "You're not too easily swayed when you have your mind set on something, Lizzy."
In little words, Bumble pointed out that Lizzy gets into trouble regardless if she's with Bumble, when her mind's set on something, she's not stopping for anything or anyone.
Only when the troubles arise, does Lizzy get some sense into her, but she insisted that she's better at it, now, than before.
"As you say," Bumble only said as they went back to looking out the windows, seeing the passing dunes as they traveled far from the Titan station, they waited at for almost an hour before the train arrived.
Time passed before the door to their cabin opened and one of the conductors poked his in, asking for Lizzy.
"What is it, Rufus, I thought the tickets were the right colour," Lizzy's concerned as Rufus never entered their train cabin like this, and he gestured with his white gloved hands as he assured her that it's nothing like that.
He's in a pickle, is all, and needed her blessing on a matter.
Lizzy asked what matter and Rufus informed her that they have two passengers that needed a cabin, but the others were full up, somehow, the ticket master overbooked.
"Again?" Lizzy tilted her head as it wasn't uncommon for the ticket master to overbook train rides, when she came through here last spring, her and Bumble had to share a cabin with two other patrons because of it and Rufus admitted that it seems like it.
Having experienced something like it before, Lizzy looked towards Bumble for guidance as she said they wouldn't have trouble sharing their cabin for the duration of their trip, and Bumble agreed to the arrangement.
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