[She joked back, looking around the terminal slowly. When he ducks back on the train she hesitates before stepping back into it, just standing in the doorway...specifically in the door jam, to hopefully stop it from slamming shut and taking them on another wild ride.]
Maybe, but it's weird that no one in the entire city has ever mentioned it. [He's grabbing the flashlight though, shining it toward her. It's probably a good thing she's in the doorjam, though, seeing how the train's definitely trying to shut the door on her.]
[Eleanor didn't have time to respond verbally, but her enhanced reflexes managed to kick in, as she practically hurled herself out of the door way, landing with a roll and coming up having twisted around to face the train.]
[She stared at it, then looked over at John, then back at it.]
[The flashlight disappears into his sylladex, and though he doesn't have time to bodily throw himself off of the train, Eleanor gets to see a very cool trick where John seems to disappear and reform back on the ground just outside of the train. The train seems indignant, horn blaring before it takes off down the track leaving the two of them alone.]
Apparently not...jeez. It could have been a little more patient with us.
It's kind of a new thing I figured out last month? I didn't know being the god of wind or whatever this is meant I could turn into the wind...except I kind of did. I remember doing that, definitely. And yes, the windy thing! That is what it is called, I did not make up the name. Kind of sweet though, huh?
I think I am not really sure what to be looking for. [He leaves the memory talk behind for now even if he gives her a smile.] Old is one way to put it. Do you really think this has been down here for so long?
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[She joked back, looking around the terminal slowly. When he ducks back on the train she hesitates before stepping back into it, just standing in the doorway...specifically in the door jam, to hopefully stop it from slamming shut and taking them on another wild ride.]
Maybe it used to be for something important?
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Eleanor, move!
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[She stared at it, then looked over at John, then back at it.]
...I suppose they're not big fans of loitering?
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Apparently not...jeez. It could have been a little more patient with us.
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[Eleanor grinned at him.]
Nice trick by the way. How did you do that?
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[She follows after him, clearly amused.]
And...'the windy thing?' Really?
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[Hm.]
You're a god now?
[That was new information, she thought.]
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[She turned that over in her head a few times.]
So if I'm ever going sailing and need a breeze do I pray to you?
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If you had memories of spending a whole life on the bottom of the sea, how fond would you be of getting trapped there again? Or even on top of it?
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No reason to be sorry. We all have a few memories we'd rather not and they all seem to affect us in different ways.
[She shrugged.]
Anyway. Anything jumping out at you here? Aside from everything being really old...
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I wouldn't bet money either way, honestly.
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