Lament
A/N Well, due to overwhelming response, I guess I'll make some chapters for this story. I doubt I'll recapture the same atmosphere as the first chapter, though…
Chronological Review Response System (CRRS):
Teefa85: Well, here you go! Enjoy! (I still can't get over how fast that was!)
Hypes: Yeah, it sure was depressing. I don't understand what you mean about 'that Kenshin krappo', unless you mean how Samurai X is so completely different from the regular show.
JayJay-Sawada: I swear I almost ate my remote when I read your review, as I was so excited! Well, I didn't puncture the remote so much as break my teeth. Thanks for the ego boost! And, I assume your question is already answered! Enjoy!
Capricorn Angel: Thanks, although I'm not sure how to interpret the pms thing….
Caetsith: Naw, Virginia's not the type to kill herself, no matter what I do to her…erm…I mean, no matter what happens to her! And I guess I'll continue the story. (I'd put a smiley here, but this is a "serious" story. Yeah, right…) X'D
Maeleene: Thank you so much! I really don't know how to classify my writing, so thanks for telling me!
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Three days later…
On train number 14, in car 12, two men watched the tunnel lights pass by windows of their cabin. Both men had boarded the train at Midland, and were embarking on a long ride south. They were an odd couple; an tall, thirty-something year old man with a unkempt face and an intelligent spark in his eyes, and the other was a larger, younger man, still an adult, with a unique tribesman outfit, and an occasional goofy grin.
The two occupants stared quietly at the lights, with a sense of unease about them. After a long period of silence, the older man spoke first. "Did her letter seem a little odd to you, Gallows?"
The younger man, Gallows, gave him a puzzled look before responding, "Well, I didn't really read the whole thing, Clive. I was kinda in the middle of something important." He waved his hand in a dismissive fashion, as if to emphasize how important that 'something' was.
"Hmm…" Clive had produced the letter he spoke of, and was looking over it carefully, his brow furrowed.
Gallows started realizing what was happening. "Why, is something going down?"
Clive smiled at that fact that his friend had caught on, but since he wasn't sure himself, he could only answer, "No, no. It just seemed…different from how Virginia usually is."
Gallows half-heartedly responded, "Something bothering our fearless leader, huh?" "Must be something big."
"Indeed…" responded the bounty-hunter, obviously worried. The cabin suddenly seemed to be filled with heavy air, and no one spoke for a good five minutes. Suddenly the lights in the tunnel disappeared. The two men sat in darkness. Five miles of darkness. The older man adjusted his glasses, and sighed. Not wanting to be stuck in silence, Clive tried to drum up some conversation. "So, what have you been doing these past six months?"
Gallows seemed primed for such a question. Trying to look intelligent, he spouted, "Just been studying up on all the stuff Granny taught us."
Clive arched an eyebrow at his friend, obviously doubting that statement. "Oh? Have you learned anything interesting?"
The Baskar held up a finger, and opened his mouth to answer, but, he dropped his finger, cast his gaze down, and truthfully replied, "Well, no. Not really. I guess we learned all about the important stuff two years ago. You know, when we fought Beatrice."
Clive smiled at his friend and said, "So you were studying in case we faced another danger? How noble."
Gallows perked up, not expecting such a compliment. "You really thinks so? Great!"
At that moment, 'Miss' Claudia, from Little Twister strolled past their cabin. Gallows, a bit full of himself, jumped out of his seat and swung out of the door. "Hey, beautiful! What are you doing tonight?"
She hardly spared him a glance. "Nothing with y'all, sugar."
With that she strolled on out into the next car, leaving Gallows in the hall, crestfallen.
Clive got up and slapped his hand on Gallow's shoulder. Laughing, he joked, "At least you still have your charm."
Attention all passengers, we have arrived at Southfarm Station. Thank you for riding Filgaia Railways, and have a nice day!
"Well, this is our stop. Let's get going before you try to 'woo' someone you can't handle."
Gallows grumbled and grabbed the suitcases.
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A/N: Pointless? Yes. Character development? Somewhat. Is Gallows Asgard? Ask Hypes.
Funny, I can't think of anything to say! That's bound to be a problem.