[ The interior of the train and its shifting cars is a marvel, to be sure, the likes of which Ardbert has certainly never seen before -- and that's after spending time on not just one world, but two. It had all been a nice distraction at first, with each day feeling different enough from the one that came before it that this trip to who-knows-where didn't feel quite so grim.
But it's been long enough now that he's been getting antsy, and with each turn they take around an unknown corner, his connection to the Warrior of Light and their home shards feels weaker and weaker. For someone who'd been alone with his own thoughts and left to drift for so long, though, this could all be much worse.
At least he can interact with people here.
The chance to do something, to swing his axe around and have it actually cleave through something (even if that something is... shadow creatures?) helps to lighten Ardbert's mood. It works up his appetite too, and so the dining car is the first place he heads once all is said and done.
A woman with an axe that rivals his seems to address him, and Ardbert shoots her a grin before moving to take the stool at her left. ]
Won't ever say no to a good fight. [ He nods to her axe, his eyes shining with admiration. ] It's nice to get the blood flowing, wouldn't you say?
[ Not that there's actually any blood left in his veins any more -- but it all feels close enough to the real thing that he can let himself forget, sometimes. ]
no subject
But it's been long enough now that he's been getting antsy, and with each turn they take around an unknown corner, his connection to the Warrior of Light and their home shards feels weaker and weaker. For someone who'd been alone with his own thoughts and left to drift for so long, though, this could all be much worse.
At least he can interact with people here.
The chance to do something, to swing his axe around and have it actually cleave through something (even if that something is... shadow creatures?) helps to lighten Ardbert's mood. It works up his appetite too, and so the dining car is the first place he heads once all is said and done.
A woman with an axe that rivals his seems to address him, and Ardbert shoots her a grin before moving to take the stool at her left. ]
Won't ever say no to a good fight. [ He nods to her axe, his eyes shining with admiration. ] It's nice to get the blood flowing, wouldn't you say?
[ Not that there's actually any blood left in his veins any more -- but it all feels close enough to the real thing that he can let himself forget, sometimes. ]