Every time she opened her mouth or so much as looked around it seemed like she was reminded of how different everything here was.
Part of her almost wanted them to show up, because at least she had more of a sense how to handle that. But that was stupid. No one should want someone to be trying to catch them.
"Tickets," she repeated, making a beeline. Tickets. Which you needed to ride a train. Right. Mentally, she checked off any suit she saw in the crowd. Too old, too out-of-shape, maybe, too nervous, maybe...
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Date: 2009-08-30 03:27 am (UTC)Part of her almost wanted them to show up, because at least she had more of a sense how to handle that. But that was stupid. No one should want someone to be trying to catch them.
"Tickets," she repeated, making a beeline. Tickets. Which you needed to ride a train. Right. Mentally, she checked off any suit she saw in the crowd. Too old, too out-of-shape, maybe, too nervous, maybe...