The Wheels on the Train go Round [active]

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The Wheels on the Train go Round [active]

Character(s): Olette, Hanyer, Lirin, and whoever else may wish to pop in.
Content: Hayner decides to leave Muspelhiem via train and meets someone he didn't expect to find quite so soon.
Setting: Paixao Central Station [J6]
Time: Monday late afternoon
Warnings: None

Finally! Finally away from that dreaded gate and its ridiculous people. But then again, was there no place in Paixao that Hayner was safe from freaks and the weird?

Apparently not.

He traveled around more until he found a train. Well, why not take it? Was there anything around Muspelhiem? No. No there wasn't. he had no personal attachment to the place. In fact, he didn't like it very much.

So now he was here. After a long train line and more of the blond clone people from the moon, he came to the central station. It was big, large, and extra huge. Nothing like Twilight Town. That and it was overly crowded for the boy's taste. He found himself constantly saying "Hey!" or "Move!" or "Watch it!" until he finally did his own shoving, which was decent even for his smaller size.

He finally made it out of a particularly rambunctious crowd in the central lobby to the front doors where he firmly planted himself on the ground just a few yards away.

Hayner groaned and looked up to the sky saying, "I already hate this place!"

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The past day and a half had not been the best of Olette's life, but then, she hadn't really expected them to be. She stayed at another less-then-perfect hotel and, due to her money shortage, only been able to get one square meal the day before, and had yet to eat today. Still on the hunt for a job and with nothing much else to do, she'd decided to wander the city again, looking around for familiar faces. She was starting to panic; she only had enough munny for MAYBE one more meal and a room at a cheap hotel.

She paused near the train station. There were certainly a lot of people there.... In a crowd that large, there could have easily been someone from her world (or so she tried to tell herself). She was just heading towards it when a familiar voice said, "I already hate this place!"

"Hayner?!" She turned so fast that the strands of hair that usually rested on her shoulders flew up and smacked her cheeks before settled back down, only slightly more unruly for wear.

"Hayner?!"

The boy visibly jumped at the sound of his name. "Whose there?" he immediately yelled. Whoever it was, they caught him off guard. But that voice... it was very familiar... as if it was...

"Olette?" And there she stood but feet away. But anyone would notice her in that vivid orange. Compared to the rest of these people, she stood out like a sore thumb on a summer's day with a winter sun. At least that's what Hayner thought.

He only bothered to use one hand for support as he clambered back to his feet and ran to the girl.

"Olette! How'd you get here?"

"Olette! How'd you get here?"

Olette smiled as he made his way over, happy to see a familiar face, but when he asked the question, stared at him blankly for a moment. "I walked.... Oh! Wait, did you mean how I got Paixao?" The lack of proper nutrition was getting to her; she was having trouble thinking clearly.

Hayner paused and stared at Olette dully for a few moments before he suddenly got animated and responded, "Duh! Of course I meant how to... to... Paixao!" He snapped his fingers. "Yeah, that's it. Why aren't you back in Twilight Town?"

The boy's mind raced. Twilight Town... the people... the whole area... the good thing was that he was finally away from Seifer and his cronies. But wait... where was...

"Pence!" He yelled. "Is Pence here too? Do you know where he is?"

"Well, I don't know how I got here. Nobody d-"

"Pence!" He yelled. "Is Pence here too? Do you know where he is?"

Olette flinched at the sudden change in volume. "No, I haven't seen or heard of him yet." She smiled a little apologetic smile.

Hayner visibly sank. "You don't?" Now his plans were ruined. The three of them couldn't work together through this. They were a group. Like the Three Musketeers or whatever. Aww man...

"C'mon Olette..." The boy whined. "I know I'm smart and all... but you're the brainy one. You're good at keeping track of those kinds of things..."

Hayner thought a little more on the subject. They'd have to do without Pence whether or not he liked it, so that meant he'd have to move on!

"Well okay then!" Hayner's mood suddenly did a three-sixty. "Where have you been staying? We need to find a good spot to hang out and stuff. And maybe something to eat. I haven't eaten in days!"

"C'mon Olette..." The boy whined. "I know I'm smart and all... but you're the brainy one. You're good at keeping track of those kinds of things..."

Olette couldn't help but giggle at his whining. He was so amusing sometimes.

"Well okay then!" Hayner's mood suddenly did a three-sixty. "Where have you been staying? We need to find a good spot to hang out and stuff. And maybe something to eat. I haven't eaten in days!"

Well, at least he was in a better mood, even though he asked a question that made Olette frown. "Well.... I haven't really been staying anywhere in particular, just..." She attempted to find a nice way to put it. "...some rather... cheap hotels. As for food, I haven't really been getting much either the past few days. I'm kinda short on munny." She shifted uncomfortably. "I've got maybe enough for food for the both of us, if you don't mind splitting one meal, and enough for one room." This was going to be awkward.

"What?"

Hayner stared at Olette dully, mostly because of his disbelief. Since when did Olette not have a plan. Since when was Olette unprepared. This was just to weird.

"Well!" Hayner proclaimed, crossing his arms. "It looks like I'll have to use another one of my ingenious plans to pull us out of this mess, won't I? I've got a little munny in my pocket since I was actually working before I got yanked here. It should cover a more decent meal for to night and possibly a better hotel, because I'm not staying somewhere crappy, but we're going to have to find money somehow.

"We need to get jobs."

Olette sighed. "I know. I've been looking for a job the entire time I've been here...." She was glad to hear he had at least a little munny, but it wasn't going to last them forever. "There was one opening at a museum, but I don't know if they're still hiring...."

"A museum?" Hayner asked. That was just like Olette to want to work at a museum. "Bleh. How about not? I would get so bored on that job I think I would die before I made any munny. That'll be our last resort."

It had only taken him a few minutes and already Hayner appointed himself the leader of the two. It almost reminded him of a certain self-appointed Disiplinarian of Twilight Town whose name would not be mentioned at this time. And Hayner didn't want to be like that. They could work as a team, you know.

"Here..." the boy reached into one of his large pants pockets and pulled out the thin journal. He had to carry it with him only because he had no better place to put it. "I met these two people who knew how to use these and learned almost nothing, so I'm going to figure it out right now. There's this networky thing that you can talk to people with. I'll post some notice or something really quick and see if we can't find a job a little later."

The journal was soon up and running and, as Hayner thought, it was extremely easy to use. He found the message board instantly and was typing away a 'job needed' ad (http://community.livejournal.com/paixaomb/26799.html). Someone would see it sooner or later, right?

"Ya think that'll work?"

Olette plopped down on the ground, against a nearby wall. "I don't know, but at the moment it's our best bet." She neglected to mention that she already knew what a journal was and how it worked. "If there's anyone that needs help, that's probably where they'll look."

It was just like Hayner to put himself in charge. What else was new? Yet, it didn't bother her. That was just how things were. She was more than content to follow his lead; it made her feel secure, somehow. 'Must be that 'flock mentality' or something....'

Hayner ignored Olette's comment to watch the screen. "C'moonn... c'mon..." Nothing was happening. No reply. Did people even see it? Well... of course he'd have to wait. Not everyone checked the message board. It wasn't instant. So with that, he closed the journal and stood up.

"Well? What should we do while we wait?" Hayner asked, helping the girl up. "There's no odd job board posted anywhere that I know of, so we'll just have to wait."

"Yeah. Well, haven't really been doing much while I waited; I just wandered around and got to know the place a little better. I mean.... It's really big, and it looks like we're trapped here, so... why not get aqquainted?" ~~Even though it was still totally creepy that everything was fake~~.

(( Nyargh. Just woke up. >.O ))

"Hey, I've done the same thing... nothing that is," Hayner began. "All I did was meet some freaky people this morning. One thought a towel was the best invention in the world... that's how weird they were."

Hayner then began to process what Olette just said. He paused, then stood up.

"We're trapped here? We can't get out?!"

'He hasn't already heard that? Oops.... I should have broken it to him gently.'

"Yeah, pretty much. Apparently this whole place is on an island.... At least it's a big island." Olette mustered a small smile, trying to reassure him and look on the bright side. "I've been here a few days and I haven't even been everywhere..." ~~Not that she'd want to. Some parts of Paixao were better left alone. Or rather, she was too scared to go by herself.~~

For a change of subject, she added, "...and I've met some pretty nice people too."

"And island... great." Hayner visible sunk, slouching. Now he was stuck in this weird and god-forsaken place. What... the hell. Why him? Why? Why Olette... why anyone? Obviously it was happening to a bunch of people too... and Olette says nice ones. That means they were all stuck here.

"Hey Olette, maybe we should find out how to get out? And then we can help everyone else!"

"From what I've heard, a lot of people have already tried, but no one's made much progress. We should really just get settled first...." Olette reasoned, hoping he hadn't decided on trying yet; if he did that, there'd be no way to stop him. There was not telling what crazy scheme he'd come up with, not to mention drag her along for.

"Already tried, huh?" Hayner asked. "Well that really sucks. What are we supposed to do then?"

A fist clenched as Hayner stared at the ground. He hated this! This feeling of what? Helplessness, that's what. What was he to do? They were stuck. They had almost no munny. They still needed to eat. And now... now he was going to help Olette too! He needed to find help!

The boy flipped the journal opened again. Still no reply on the message board. They couldn't just sit around and wait for people to reply. Maybe they could find someone on the streets to help them? Or maybe Olette had another idea other than the museum simply because Hayner still wasn't fond of the idea.

"Hey Olette... you said you knew people that were nice. You think they'd know where to get a job? Maybe you can get in contact with them?"

Olette thought for a moment before drawing her legs up to her chest and resting her chin on her knees. "Mmm.... I don't think anyone I've met could really help. Pretty much everyone seems to have just arrived here within the past few weeks. Oh! Speaking of help, if you see anyone with silver hair, would you mind making sure I know about it? I... promised someone I'd help them find their family. But they're not going to pay me or anything...." The last bit was just tacked on so Hayner wouldn't get any fancy ideas.

"Silver hair? That's really weird..." Hayner grumbled. "And they sound like a jerk if they ask for help and don't bother repaying anybody. But sure... whatever."

What a mess... what a mess. Hayner was positive that he wouldn't get any replies now on this stupid message board. What was the point if no one replied. His thoughts wandered back to the two people he had met before. That strange girl wouldn't be able to help but maybe that other guy?

"I met this one guy... his name was Perfect or something. He was making some kind of guide or whatever. Maybe he'll know where to get money..." Hayner began thinking aloud. Then he laughed sarcastically. "HA! Probably not. He thought towels were the best invention in the world. I bet he's poor too."

Olette refrained from commenting on his bad-mouthing of people behind their backs; she didn't need to make him mad at her. "Well, if there's any chance at all of getting help, then it's worth a shot. You could at least talk to him.... You never know."

'Yazoo was NOT a jerk.... A little intimidating, maybe, but not a jerk.' But heck would freeze over before she said a thing about it.

Hayner glanced back at Olette with two arched eyebrows. "...You're acting kind of funny. But sure, okay. I'll talk to this guy for you. Do you have any idea where he is?"

The boy had no idea who Olette had met earlier and even what this guy was looking for. But if it got them any sort of munny, or better yet, if it put this man in their debt, they'd [i]surely[/i] find away to survive!

(( :X No problem. But I meant Ford, not Yazooooooo. ;_; Sorry for being unclear. D: ))

Incoming object! Incoming object! All patrons, please get out of the way, cling to a grounded structure, or hide below a bench!

....that would be the warning signal--if she had one--that would blare whenever Lirin would set course onto one of her stampedes. Surely, she would beat even the standby train in a race! But, that was far from her mind as the demoness had never seen a train in her life. Well, now she was.

"LIRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN TOUCHDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWN!" she yelled, screeching to a stop. Any hats would be blown off and any loose hair would have to be fixed after the Wind of Inertia™ burst in her wake. When the dust and flyers settled down, the short girl--shorter than five feet--could be seen blankly staring (much like the citizens at the station) at the iron transport. It whistled, expelling a billow of steam from a protruding pipe. Or chimney. Whatever it's called. Spout?

Lirin, fascinated, slowly took a step towards the train, showing her back to the Twilight Towners. Unfortunately for them, they will have to bear with Hungry Lirin™ within the next few seconds.

For once, Hayner would have enjoyed to be alone with his thoughts. No disturbances... no distractions... no nuthin'. He had to think of how to find this guy that Olette met and make some munny fast!

Hayner found no such luck.

His eyes widened so they were as round as saucers when he heard the great yell. He almost lost his balance for a brief moment. That was more than unexpected.

The owner of the yell came into view. A girl? Well, he'd fix her wagon for disturbing his thoughts!

Hayner rose to his feet and in an equally loud yell, he answered. "What the HELL is your PROBLEM!?"

Olette was still blinking and trying to get her hearing back when Hayner started yelling too. She grimaced and stood up too. "Please, Hayner, more yelling isn't going to help!"

Someone was yelling at her. Someone was yelling at her. No one had that priviledge save her brother. Dokugakuji also yelled at her, but she always returned it with a kick to the shin. Vein protruding, the dark-skinned midget of a demon turned to give this loud person a piece of her mind.

"Who are YOU to yell at me?! Vegetable head! Porcupine! Frizzy bi-- ...." Lirin trailed off, poised in an inclined position as her stomach mechanically took over her senses. "...do you have any food?"

(ooc: I might have to jet sooner or later as Sanzo and company seem to have need of me. Hakkai's got food on him too. xD They'll be taking the train; I don't know if they'll drop in here or I'll drop in their thread. I'll let you know when I've been confirmed!)

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HI SKWINKY, OLETTE-MUN.

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