Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5426254-20160918021603/@comment-24617443-20160921090117

Akiba groaned as his eyes discreetly darted all around the coach, checking every part of the train from the individual screws keeping the metal panels that line the walls in place to the lights on the top of the ceilings, and rechecking every now and then. The mute couldn't help but get worried over the train as it speeds towards its maximum velocity, which was displayed on holograms over the glass windows like a countdown to the new year.

It was at this moment that he was approached by a stranger... no wait, is he?

"Ah, guten morgen!" Nikolai said, setting his suitcase on a seat and holding his walking stick by the head, tip on the ground, "I did not see you there, sorry. My name is Nikolai T. Galbenis, and you are?"

The inventor greeted Akiba with an outstretched hand, to which the mute answered with a deep nod and answering his gesture with a handshake.

Akiba remembers Nikolai, as he was the one who assisted greatly in the TOL's development with the help of his creations. If not for his support as a sponsor, the project would've taken more than half a year to finish.

It was at this moment that Akiba felt his stomache growling, and realized that he hadn't eaten anything yet since this morning.

"I've been so keen on last-minute touch-ups that I forgot...", mentally noted the mute as he remembers waking up at 4 in the morning to check with the train alongside many others, making one last check-up of the whole train before showing it off to the public.

Stretching his arms out, he slowly got up from his seat and took his weapon from the ground. He then gestures to Nikolai his left hand rubbing his stomache, before heading over to the back to ask for a snack.

"Huh, you want your face to kiss the ground or something?", harshly replied with a deathly glare towards the cowboy before following with another comment. "I didn't know a poop-wrangling cow humper won the raffle."

After saying this, Artoria quickly and begrudgingly got up from her seat with Avalonia still in DJ form.

"Great Dust, damn hillbilly ruined my mood...", she mumbled one last time before going to the farthest seat up the coach.

"Why does a guy just have to pop up when I'm alone? His clothes were cute though...", thought Artoria, very guilty for having been so harsh to the poor chap. "Didn't think my insults would come out instinctively, and I promised Cerus that I'd try to not scare off the first guy I meet."

The musician couldn't help but sigh in disappointment for herself. First few minutes into the ride and she already run someone to the ground.

Overhearing the conversation earlier, Hayate stood up from her seat and approached the cowboy from behind. "You got run down to the ground by that dragon of a woman? I would feel sympathetic for you right now.", nonchalantly said the teal-haired samurai. "That was Artoria Glasdragon, a notorious student in Haven who pretty much crushes anyone with just her words alone."

"But I can't blame her. You do look like you're more deserving to be on a stage show for kids, I mean your hat is disappointingly small, and you tried to flirt with her. The last thing anyone would ever to do with her", then monotonely said Hayate, her voice as cold as steel as she adds to Artoria's insults.

"But hey, you win some and lose some. And don't worry, you got a fellow cowboy with 'ya now.", then encouraged the stoic cowboy-samurai with a thumbs-up.

"So,", then started Hayate as she sat on the chair where Artoria used to sit on and plopping her weapon on her lap, "From what school did'tcha come from? Beacon? Atlas? Shade?"