The zepplin ride had been interesting so far. Or rather, it was the lack of chaos that was intersting. Most passenger zepplins were hell to go through because of the crowds. But this one was suprisingly tame, and small.
The ship was a cargo ship, with little room for passengers. The pilot had said that you would have to share a bench with one of the others.
The compartments were small, and there was four of them. One had two man, both looking like prospecters. One had a young woman, with violet hair and pointed ears and glasses. She was reading a rather large book. Another had a young boy, who was sleeping against the side of the car. And the last room had a heavy covered man. His poncho covered most of him, but under his hat was thick white hair, and startling gray eyes.
Looks around at the benches nervously. She had never flown before, nor had she been alone traveling. She didn't really want to talk to anyone, so she decided to take a seat by the sleeping boy.
The young boy stired a little, then rolled over in his sleep, yawning a bit. The rest of the room was quiet, with only the sound of the wind outside to bother them.
The ship was a cargo ship, with little room for passengers. The pilot had said that you would have to share a bench with one of the others.
The compartments were small, and there was four of them. One had two man, both looking like prospecters. One had a young woman, with violet hair and pointed ears and glasses. She was reading a rather large book. Another had a young boy, who was sleeping against the side of the car. And the last room had a heavy covered man. His poncho covered most of him, but under his hat was thick white hair, and startling gray eyes.
Looks around at the benches nervously. She had never flown before, nor had she been alone traveling. She didn't really want to talk to anyone, so she decided to take a seat by the sleeping boy.
The young boy stired a little, then rolled over in his sleep, yawning a bit. The rest of the room was quiet, with only the sound of the wind outside to bother them.
She blinked. She turned to look out the window.
Dark clouds began to gather outside. Eventually rain started to hit agains tthe window, and the room swayed a little.
The young boy rubbed his eyes and woke up, looking at the girl.
The young boy rubbed his eyes and woke up, looking at the girl.
The weather kinda of depressed her. Should would have read a book, but she knew ridding anything on the ground and trying to read made her sick, thinking being in the air would probably do the same. She blinked and looked at the boy as he woke up.
"Oh... hi..." The boy smiled sleepily and waved at her. he couldn't have been very old, and he was riding this by himself?
"I'm Amos... what's your name?"
"I'm Amos... what's your name?"
"I-I'm Tori." She said meekly. She wasn't looking for a conversation, but he seemed innocent enough, couldn't hurt.
She was about 16.
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