Excitement had faded to annoyance when the newest addition had hopped into the train cart Elsa had pointed to. Thalassa realized that she wasn't the only one in this cart, there were two others - neither struck her at familiar: she still hadn't met everyone. One went to introduce themselves as she took a seat on the other side, she simply nodded and added a quick, "Thalassa." Apparently, these two had heard of her and tried to non-nonchalantly slide their belongings closer to themselves. Thalassa scoffed and with a roll of her eyes began to read a book she "found" earlier that day in the light filtering in through some cracks.
The loud train whistle was something Thalassa had begun to grow tired up, each time it sounded she found herself jumping at the encompassing noise. She'd also begun to grow restless, the cart was beginning to seem very small and with that Thalassa stood quickly - too quickly - as she stumbled a bit earning her the attention of her two fellow train riders. One gave an apologetic smile, as if he knew this was her first train ride, as he went over and opened the sliding door wider to let some fresh air in. T steadied herself by putting a hand on the side of the wall, feeling the vibrations of the train as it skirted across the tracks. She closed her eyes as her other hand grasped the bridge of her nose and she began to steady her breathing. This was going to be a long ride.
It wasn't long til Thalassa discovered that the two companions were snorers, she threw daggers at them with her now opened eyes - envious of their ability to sleep so easily through the noise of the train. Insomnia waxes and wanes like a moon phase, cycling itself through life at the most inconvenient moments, casting its shadow and plunging her deeper into the fog. She feels like a zombie as she tries to find another comfortable position - failing to do so. Uneasiness has settled into the pit of her stomach as she feels her anxiety begin to feed on it. As inexplicably as it set in, the insomnia begins to fade. She begins sleeping, but it’s shaky, unstable - a fawn on wobbly legs. Soon the fawn falls and Thalassa has come to terms with the fact she wouldn't be getting the much needed sleep that night.
With her wide-eyes beginning to droop, the blonde watched the sun rise as the train was nearing its destination. The final whistle of the train jumps the girl awake as she squints in the now bright sun which hangs overhead. She offers to help the two companions with their belongings, which they politely declined. Thalassa shrugged, staying in the cart as they took as much as they could to the place where they would be setting up their tent. In one of the bags they left, she found an apple, quickly putting it into her bag as she heard them approaching. She acted as if she was collecting all her belongings - which wasn't much - two blue duffle bags and a shoulder bag. She hopped off the cart, stumbling a little with the weight of the bags. Waiting for her eyes to adjust to the bright sun, Thalassa scanned her surroundings the dust catching her attention. Thalassa's stature went ridged at the sight of cops, her eyes concentrated on their lips in hopes to understand what was being said. She read freaks and it hit her some way as she felt herself glaring at the officer, then she read that something was missing - with that she positioned her bags into a more comfortable spot in her hands and headed away from the scene.
She found a little spot, far enough away from the commotion of the officers, she let her bags fall to the ground as she took a seat on the bigger one of the duffles. Thalassa wasn't quite sure where Elsa would want her to stay being that she didn't have her own tent yet. Leaning down she began to rummage through her shoulder bag, grabbing the apple and taking it out of the bag. She held it in front of her face for a moment, examining the deep red color before taking the tail-end of her shirt and wiping it clean. She inspected the shininess before taking a bite of the apple. Watching as others began to put their tents up and retrieve their belongings, she didn't didn't know many of the others' names, but she knew a lot of them just by the acts they did. Curious as she was, she always found herself sneaking into acts to see what abilities each of them held. She knew she'd have to help with her tank later, but for right now she had an apple to finish - and with that she took another bite.