( and then, a little louder, and a little louder, increasing both in volume but also in what seems like vague desperation: )
< Faust?! Faust! Faaaaaaaaaaaust!! >
( turning toward the sound of what starts as distant ticking, then more furious tocking, and then a long, thin steam engine whistle will lead faust's line of sight towards none other than dante, her executive manager, running across the sparsely-populated train station towards her. by the time they reach her, they likely would have needed to bend over and try to catch their breath (that is, if they breathed at all); as it is, they do bow their shoulders ever-so-slightly and put a gloved hand over their racing heart, looking up to the most knowledgeable (but not always the most helpful) of their Sinners in a way that might be interpreted as hopeful. )
< Oh, thank goodness! With the phone and the train and no one being here... I have no idea what's going on...! I'm just so relieved to see a familiar face. What about you, Faust, do you recognize any of this? )
( dante sure doesn't, but dante also has amnesia, so what do they know? for all they know, this could be one of the other Districts in their City, and something about its Wing's Singularity causes... whatever the hell this all is! )
I.
< Faust? >
( and then, a little louder, and a little louder, increasing both in volume but also in what seems like vague desperation: )
< Faust?! Faust! Faaaaaaaaaaaust!! >
( turning toward the sound of what starts as distant ticking, then more furious tocking, and then a long, thin steam engine whistle will lead faust's line of sight towards none other than dante, her executive manager, running across the sparsely-populated train station towards her. by the time they reach her, they likely would have needed to bend over and try to catch their breath (that is, if they breathed at all); as it is, they do bow their shoulders ever-so-slightly and put a gloved hand over their racing heart, looking up to the most knowledgeable (but not always the most helpful) of their Sinners in a way that might be interpreted as hopeful. )
< Oh, thank goodness! With the phone and the train and no one being here... I have no idea what's going on...! I'm just so relieved to see a familiar face. What about you, Faust, do you recognize any of this? )
( dante sure doesn't, but dante also has amnesia, so what do they know? for all they know, this could be one of the other Districts in their City, and something about its Wing's Singularity causes... whatever the hell this all is! )