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Rufiya
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"I fucking hate the cold." Leviticus, or also known as Levi, muttered under his breath. He then watched as that breath formed steam as it collided against the Chicago air and for a moment he frowned. It was as if all the forces that made the world spin just continuously slapped him in the face as of late and Levi was pretty sure that nobody enjoyed that.
He was in a long extending line of people in heavy coats waiting to board a normal passenger train. Levi occasionally glanced at the slightly wrinkled ticket in his hand, balancing on his heels trying to get the nerves down. This wasn't any ordinary train ride. When only one person separated Leviticus from the warmth of the automobile, he tightened his scarf. The man checking tickets was a frail man who seemed automatically intimidated by Levi's height and bulk, in fact Levi could prop his elbow on the young man's cheesy uniform hat and still stand up straight.
"I'm heading towards the north, my ticket is gonna take me all the way to Illinois but uh..I'll be getting off on the Fairmount City stop." Levi told him in a husky, deep yet soft-spoken voice. It was voice that Levi hadn't used in ages, it was the kind of voice you'd give to a stranger to give of the impression that your a decent person. The voice Levi used the past couple of years was loud and threatening enough to keep all the inmates off of him. The ticket checker reluctantly shook Levi's hand as part of protocol (trying to hide the pain from Levi's naturally strong grip) and welcomed him aboard.
Levi took his seat at the very back of his unit, huddled up against the window and using his longcoat as a makeshift blanket. The train-ride would take at the very least four hours and though there was the fact that one of the most important people in his whole universe waited at his stop the side effect of hardly any sleep in the past week was gnawing at him. He wondered if Tessalyn ever got his discreet letter, and whether she'd actually wait for the "someone you used to know" at Fairmount's train station.
Before Levi was about to finally fall into a deep slumber, the sound of a radio calling attention that an escaped inmate was on the loose reached him. He shuffled uncomfortably at the sound of the description but virtually almost no one looked at him. So all he did was pull down his hat, pull up his scarf and try to get some sleep.
He was in a long extending line of people in heavy coats waiting to board a normal passenger train. Levi occasionally glanced at the slightly wrinkled ticket in his hand, balancing on his heels trying to get the nerves down. This wasn't any ordinary train ride. When only one person separated Leviticus from the warmth of the automobile, he tightened his scarf. The man checking tickets was a frail man who seemed automatically intimidated by Levi's height and bulk, in fact Levi could prop his elbow on the young man's cheesy uniform hat and still stand up straight.
"I'm heading towards the north, my ticket is gonna take me all the way to Illinois but uh..I'll be getting off on the Fairmount City stop." Levi told him in a husky, deep yet soft-spoken voice. It was voice that Levi hadn't used in ages, it was the kind of voice you'd give to a stranger to give of the impression that your a decent person. The voice Levi used the past couple of years was loud and threatening enough to keep all the inmates off of him. The ticket checker reluctantly shook Levi's hand as part of protocol (trying to hide the pain from Levi's naturally strong grip) and welcomed him aboard.
Levi took his seat at the very back of his unit, huddled up against the window and using his longcoat as a makeshift blanket. The train-ride would take at the very least four hours and though there was the fact that one of the most important people in his whole universe waited at his stop the side effect of hardly any sleep in the past week was gnawing at him. He wondered if Tessalyn ever got his discreet letter, and whether she'd actually wait for the "someone you used to know" at Fairmount's train station.
Before Levi was about to finally fall into a deep slumber, the sound of a radio calling attention that an escaped inmate was on the loose reached him. He shuffled uncomfortably at the sound of the description but virtually almost no one looked at him. So all he did was pull down his hat, pull up his scarf and try to get some sleep.