The Stella was at a loss of words, but more infuriated than anything. "NononononononoNO! I'm stealing your identity and making a fool of yourself!" She growls. "Are you that oblivious to your own demise?!" at the sound of someone else entering the conversation, Stella glared up at him. "Jesus! We're talking here, creep!" Turning the attention back on her target, Stella began bark out on her again. "Look, do you have a picture of this Nana person? I'd like to give this another go..."
Stella jumped a bit when the train suddenly started to stop.
Aya moved to the back of the third car, sitting against a window as she places her bag down on the seat next to her, kind of suggesting that she didn't want anyone to sit near her. The car was empty except for the two... which made her suspicious to why they didn't have many other people on the train. Maybe the train didn't catch much attention, maybe people didn't know what the hell a crossover was yet. Whatever the reason she took the empty space as a perfect quiet spot. She once again placed her head against the window, and closed her eyes.
This was cut short when the cart abruptly began to stop. Her eyes shot opened and she gritted her teeth. "Fucking hell! What now?!"
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At the the sudden jiggling about of the train, the conductor from inside the control room stirred to a stand. He moved to the side window, and creaked it opened to look outside. He panicked upon seeing sparks flying out from underneath it. On some part of the train, the wheels had frozen up somehow. The sound of metal screeching against metal was unbearable from his window, and with a startled yelp he fell back from it.
Soon enough, the train was at a complete stop... five miles away from the train station, and with no records of anyone on board with the capabilities to fixing the problem. After a while of this halt, the intercom started up again.
"Well... uh... the train's wheels kinda stopped... so, um... just stay tight, and I'll find out what to do..."