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Tavia Kincaid (i_keep_peace) wrote in expresslogs,
@ 2012-04-15 17:18:00

Entry tags:

!dice, ice, {sirius black

Exploration and acclimation
Characters: Ice, Sirius
When: Some time not during Gale's post
Location: Baggage car
Warnings/Rating: None anticipated
Summary: Ice hunts for clothes
Status: Complete

Ice had gotten something of a story from Cato, and slightly more of a story from the network. She'd also noticed another name on her door, and she'd opted not to actually return to her room after that. She hadn't left anything in there; everything she'd arrived with was still on her. She'd located a room with no names on it that didn't appear to be occupied, and she'd decided that for now, she'd stay there.

Maybe once she met her roommate, she may consider a cohabitation arrangement.

Having read there were clothes in the baggage car (as well as other miscellany), she made her way there. She'd also seen on the network that there were jackers and jays on board, but ... she wasn't worried. The only jabberjay she passed simply regarded her impassively. Perhaps she hadn't been its intended target.

Did they have targets? Or did part of it recognize the uniform? She wasn't precisely sure how she felt about that, but she brushed it off as she continued on toward the front-most car.

Taking her time exploring it, she did find the boxes that contained clothing. She wasn't sure what the sizes were meant to represent, but they weren't familiar. So she found a few things she thought would fit, and bundled them up together before continuing her perusal of the car.

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i_keep_peace
2012-04-21 01:21 am UTC (link)

Ice made a noncommittal noise to his observation. She reasoned it was a given; she wasn’t the first person here, and she was hard pressed to imagine that whoever had hunted out the clothing had planned for the numbers the train apparently had.

She also wondered if that guy had anything better to do than watch her.

While he might not have been harming anything, it was moderately annoying to have a shadow like that. When she finished with the clothing, a bundle of it tucked between her arm and her side, Ice moved to the bookshelf.

She hadn’t ever been much of a reader -- nothing in her history had given her much down time, and laying around doing nothing (well, nothing but reading) seemed almost criminal to someone who’d spent most of their lives training.

A quick perusal of the shelf offered her nothing of interest, and when she turned, she fixed her blue-grey eyes on the stranger curiously before she let her gaze slip past him to see what else was in the car.

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mr_padfoot
2012-04-21 08:24 pm UTC (link)

Actually, Sirius had nothing better to do. The most fun the train was providing were the people and the weird car that always changed its insides. After having exploited the latter, he was prone to exploit the first as well. So he just stood there, watching her until an idea distracted him. And ideas Sirius got were rarely any good.

While her eyes were fixed on the room, Sirius pulled out his wand and hid it behind his back. His eyes wandered around, finding a book that lay next to her feet. A moment later the book decided to be a large spider instead. A large and obviously confused spider. Sirius had a hard time keeping himself from smirking.

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i_keep_peace
2012-04-21 08:57 pm UTC (link)

More or less oblivious to anything amiss, Ice concluded her perusal of the room before she turned to start for the exit. Since he'd offered nothing else by way of conversation or distraction, and since the room itself was offering nothing of interest, she felt no compulsion to remain.

With confident, measured strides, Ice exited the baggage car to move on to greener pastures.

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