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[size=6pt]"Red one." Fantoccini would mutter, her scintillating oculars skipping across the seemingly endless row of train cars. "Blue one." This, was a little diversion in which she would number the amount of blue to red cars. Pretty simplistic, yet exceedingly engaging. Every now and again, she would find herself enjoying the almost futile activity, most likely due to the fact that she really was running out of objectives. Whether this game lacked a purpose or not, she found pleasure in the solitude of it. Her aimless excursion had deposited her at the end of the tracks, so assuming that this would be a good time to unbend, she settled into her usual graceless posture. So far, she had developed a fondness for The Insignia, almost to the point where she was contented to have made her mistake.
/almost out of muse[/size]