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WHO: Ochako and you!
WHERE: subway tunnels
WHEN: morning, Jan 20
WHAT: subway tunnel shenanigans
WARNINGS: none
i. exploring the tunnels
[ School being back in session means that finding the time to explore new developments in the city is getting harder. Between the homework and the extracurriculars and trying to figure out stuff for college, Ochako might be able to squeeze in a little time on the weekends to check out the subways, now that the construction is done. There’s a flashlight in her hand and extra batteries in her bag as she approaches the entrance slowly, as if worried something might jump out at her. But when she sees a faint light in the distance that has nothing to do with her flashlight, she shakes off her doubts and heads inside.
Curiosity has her following that light as it flows down the tunnel, only vaguely taking in the rest of her surroundings until it stops, and fades away as if it were never there. Left in the dark with only the light she holds, Ochako hesitates to go any further. Maybe she should find someone to come down with her and come back later…? But then this will have been a waste, so she steps forward again, slower this time, until she hears a sound. She spins on her heel to look for the source, but it’s too hard to tell where it came from, so she puts on a brave face and calls out into the tunnel: ]
Who’s there?
ii. fine cuisine
[ Once she finds a train, there’s no way she’s leaving it unexplored. It’s creepy, though, seeing all that abandoned stuff in the first car. All of it’s so old, and it makes Ochako wonder exactly what happened that they’d just… leave it all like that. The sleeper car isn’t much better, with the bonus of smelling old and musty, so she hurries through.
The kitchen car looks pretty gross at first sight, but to be honest… going through all these dusty old train cars and tunnels is making Ochako thirsty, and she hadn’t thought to bring anything to drink of her own. Pinching her nose to pretend the spoiled food sitting out doesn’t stink, she starts to look through the cabinets. At first she finds nothing of interest, just more expired foods she wouldn’t dare to touch, but then - is that Freshens? She grabs the bottle to examine the label and somehow, it’s still good. With a sigh of relief, she twists off the top and downs a third of the bottle in one gulp.
Ginger ale. Not the worst thing she could have found here. And she doesn’t even seem to notice that she’s starting to turn invisible. ]
iii. runaway train
[ The next car is far more interesting than the others. There are instruments and things everywhere! No sign of their owners or anything, but at least they aren’t abandoned suitcases. She doesn’t even know what half of these instruments are, but she was never a musician, so she occupies herself with the records instead.
The only problem: most of them are pretty faded. Records are pretty old, after all, and it looks like whoever owned these once upon a time didn’t bother to take proper care of them. Many of them are warped, with the cases faded or scratched off due to age and wear. It’s hard to even read some of them, to see what band they’re from or anything. There are a few that look salvageable though, so she’s collecting them in a small pile on top of the piano.
She’s squinting at yet another case when she hears someone else step inside the car, but Ochako doesn’t look up yet. Another moment or two and she figures she can’t actually make out the label, and goes to set it aside when the door suddenly slams shut. Her pile of records topples over as she nearly jumps out of her skin, spinning to face the offender while clutching at her chest with one hand. ]
Y-You nearly gave me a heart attack! Did you have to slam it like that?
iv. grand central
Woooow! This place is huge!
[ She pauses to marvel at the echo. It’s amazing how a place so huge, with so much going on - look at those shops, it’s like there’s a whole mall under here! - is so empty. There’s no one here but people who must have came in on the train just like her. How could they have all this and yet no one here? Who’s managing the shops? After wandering aimlessly for a while, she spots a familiar symbol in blue and heads over. ]
Retrospec’s here too…?
[ None of the travel guides really stand out to her, so Ochako bypasses those and heads for the book on the table. A quick flip through gives a quick history that leaves her feeling unsettled, especially when she sees the end. ]
Travelers from other worlds? Rewrite history? But… none of that’s possible, is it?
[ But it seems to be in line with some of the things people have told her up to now. Still… there’s no explanation for how something like that could be real. ]
WHERE: subway tunnels
WHEN: morning, Jan 20
WHAT: subway tunnel shenanigans
WARNINGS: none
i. exploring the tunnels
[ School being back in session means that finding the time to explore new developments in the city is getting harder. Between the homework and the extracurriculars and trying to figure out stuff for college, Ochako might be able to squeeze in a little time on the weekends to check out the subways, now that the construction is done. There’s a flashlight in her hand and extra batteries in her bag as she approaches the entrance slowly, as if worried something might jump out at her. But when she sees a faint light in the distance that has nothing to do with her flashlight, she shakes off her doubts and heads inside.
Curiosity has her following that light as it flows down the tunnel, only vaguely taking in the rest of her surroundings until it stops, and fades away as if it were never there. Left in the dark with only the light she holds, Ochako hesitates to go any further. Maybe she should find someone to come down with her and come back later…? But then this will have been a waste, so she steps forward again, slower this time, until she hears a sound. She spins on her heel to look for the source, but it’s too hard to tell where it came from, so she puts on a brave face and calls out into the tunnel: ]
Who’s there?
ii. fine cuisine
[ Once she finds a train, there’s no way she’s leaving it unexplored. It’s creepy, though, seeing all that abandoned stuff in the first car. All of it’s so old, and it makes Ochako wonder exactly what happened that they’d just… leave it all like that. The sleeper car isn’t much better, with the bonus of smelling old and musty, so she hurries through.
The kitchen car looks pretty gross at first sight, but to be honest… going through all these dusty old train cars and tunnels is making Ochako thirsty, and she hadn’t thought to bring anything to drink of her own. Pinching her nose to pretend the spoiled food sitting out doesn’t stink, she starts to look through the cabinets. At first she finds nothing of interest, just more expired foods she wouldn’t dare to touch, but then - is that Freshens? She grabs the bottle to examine the label and somehow, it’s still good. With a sigh of relief, she twists off the top and downs a third of the bottle in one gulp.
Ginger ale. Not the worst thing she could have found here. And she doesn’t even seem to notice that she’s starting to turn invisible. ]
iii. runaway train
[ The next car is far more interesting than the others. There are instruments and things everywhere! No sign of their owners or anything, but at least they aren’t abandoned suitcases. She doesn’t even know what half of these instruments are, but she was never a musician, so she occupies herself with the records instead.
The only problem: most of them are pretty faded. Records are pretty old, after all, and it looks like whoever owned these once upon a time didn’t bother to take proper care of them. Many of them are warped, with the cases faded or scratched off due to age and wear. It’s hard to even read some of them, to see what band they’re from or anything. There are a few that look salvageable though, so she’s collecting them in a small pile on top of the piano.
She’s squinting at yet another case when she hears someone else step inside the car, but Ochako doesn’t look up yet. Another moment or two and she figures she can’t actually make out the label, and goes to set it aside when the door suddenly slams shut. Her pile of records topples over as she nearly jumps out of her skin, spinning to face the offender while clutching at her chest with one hand. ]
Y-You nearly gave me a heart attack! Did you have to slam it like that?
iv. grand central
Woooow! This place is huge!
[ She pauses to marvel at the echo. It’s amazing how a place so huge, with so much going on - look at those shops, it’s like there’s a whole mall under here! - is so empty. There’s no one here but people who must have came in on the train just like her. How could they have all this and yet no one here? Who’s managing the shops? After wandering aimlessly for a while, she spots a familiar symbol in blue and heads over. ]
Retrospec’s here too…?
[ None of the travel guides really stand out to her, so Ochako bypasses those and heads for the book on the table. A quick flip through gives a quick history that leaves her feeling unsettled, especially when she sees the end. ]
Travelers from other worlds? Rewrite history? But… none of that’s possible, is it?
[ But it seems to be in line with some of the things people have told her up to now. Still… there’s no explanation for how something like that could be real. ]