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[Hello! It’s been a while for Brigitta ~~and mun, but shh~~, and things haven’t stopped moving just because of that! She arrives on the Plane mid pace and even manages a smile at the sight of it, yay Plane!

…Unfortunately her face falls back to scowling a few moments after that, but oh well! At least she didn’t immediately start cursing out the Plane or punching things; that could almost be taken as some sort of progress.

Oh wait, she’s started to rant; scratch that then] Bloody trains; what am I supposed to do on them? Sit still, Brigitta, no you can’t climb on the seats, Brigitta- I don’t call that sensible, I call that boring!

[She yells the last part; then immediately starts pouting again- ah Brigitta, such a child within] And apparently we have a entire bloody week of riding them; I mean I know that just walking would take months and months and people would think me strange and I would get many diseases such as Bubonic plague but… Dammit, it was a lot more fun.

[A incoherent grumble; then she manages another smile and throws her arms open] Well, at least I have here! I’d go into a bloodthirsty rage if I didn’t have here.

…Well, I might do that anyway; but it’s slightly less likely!

[…Okay, it might’ve only been a few weeks for her, oh well]

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Is a train so boring?

Yes [She gives a big, and rather sulky, sniff- then spins around to face him.] You're expected to sit still on a train- and you can't balance on the seats or hang out of the window or practice with swords or anything; it's like it was created just to annoy me.

[Argentine thinks.] You could balance on a seat here. There are no windows to hang out of but there are swords to duel with.

[She stares at him for a moment, and then grins] Brilliant, should've thought of that ages ago.

[And she drops off the Plane... Only to reappear a few moments later dangling upside down from a train-seat] Much better! Hah, and now I can dangle upside down as much as I want to.

...Hey, what's your name?

[There is something curious about her that makes him smile.]

I am Argentine. You seem to be full of life.

[Have a upside down grin Argentine! Somehow being the wrong way up makes her rather content.]

I'm Brigitta, and it's the best way to be! Anything else would be boring.

Haven't decapitated anyone lately?

Decapitating random members of the public isn't very polite.

...Besides, you can't decapitate anybody on a train.

I can.

No you can't; it's too narrow- the sword would get stuck in the ceiling.

I don't need a sword.

Do you carry an axe?

[gasp] Do you mean to say you've had the opportunity to travel cross country on the fabled commoner's trains!

What a magical experience you must have had! Watching the hills roll past your windows, being careful not to spill food or drinks on yourself as you pass over rough tracks, sleeping in cramped seats with a blanket that is too small and a pillow that is too hard, making trips to the dining cars and trying not to fall as you make your way back to your seat, navigating the washrooms that are smaller than the smallest closets. What an adventure it all must be. How could anyone call an exciting experience like that boring? You must tell me all the details of your trip.

[Brigitta shall be back soon, for the moment she's just staring...]

[Staring...]

[Staring...]

[And then she blinks! ...Hey, that actually makes a odd sort of sense!] Uh, yes. On a commoner's train.

[Another pause, and then a blink] ...It isn't really that much of a adventure; I mean you can't climb on things or practice or sit on Kirilli or anything; if you do a man with a rather idiotic moustache yells at you and says things about ejecting you off the train, that isn't fun at all.

...There were a lot of interesting hills though! Except we're in a tunnel now.

A tunnel! The dark confines where no light enters or escapes! Are there special precautions taken when entering these tunnels?

[a beat]

But what's a Kirilli?

[...She never really considered that, doesn't really like it and so shall be ignoring it; for that's obviously the best way to deal with things.]

Oh, Kirilli's my best friend! Nice dude, even if he won't let me climb on things or carry swords in public.

[Jamie thinks trains -have- to be more interesting than that, but it certainly doesn't seem like this person likes them much.]

So why not take a horse?

[Brigitta is a very angry person; who likes stabbing demons more than anything else... And who's currently pouting.]

Apparently they can't swim that far - and apparently some people find them hard to ride.

...How can you find a horse hard to ride?

Och, I don't know. I've been riding them since I was a wee boy.

[He scratches his head, thinking.] I suppose ye could get a carriage for the people that can't ride. Although the swimming part would be a wee bit difficult...

There's got to be something ye can do on the train to pass the time, though.

I know, but some people are weird.

[Now she shall go right back to the pouting; for that helps] I tried that but he wouldn't listen; and now we're on the stupid train anyway.

I like doing interesting things; and there's nothing like that on a train.

[Can't argue with that. Some people are most decidedly weird, although he has to admit she doesn't seem to be. At least, not as far as he can tell right now.] Look, if ye are already on the train, then ye just need to figure out how to make things interesting.

Er...what do ye mean by interesting, anyway?

[She shrugs, wrinkling up her nose thoughtfully] Y'know, interesting... Like juggling swords, or cleaning swords, or fighting demons, or examining swords!

But Kirilli says I'd get arrested.

[He can't quite keep a little bit of chuckle out of his voice.]

Ah, I take it ye like swords, then. Who's Kirilli?

[She's beaming, she usually is when swords are involved] Who doesn't like swords? They're wonderful!

Kirilli's my best friend, he's a bit weird about swords but he's nice enough really, buys me alcohol when I want it.

[Jamie can't argue with that. In fact, he'll agree rather enthusiastically.] Aye, they are, aren't they? I found this one once - a scimitar, it was, with a great curved blade and...

[He trails off once he realizes she's gone on ahead in the conversation without him, and nods at the description of her friend.] Oh, aye. Sounds like a good chap then...well, maybe except for the being weird about swords part.

Hey, what's your name, anyway?

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