She knew it. She knew she'd get asked that question, but part of her was grateful that he was the first to ask. Practising it a couple times would perhaps boost her confidence; she knew the place from which she came was poor and miserable.

" Ireland."

Jacquelin looked down at the book, halfly wondering if it was his way of offering her to look at it. She dared not touch the thing, though she was undoubtedly curious beyond all words.

He nodded thoughtfully. It wasn't a surprise, really, but he had always been told that the Irish were not altogether very friendly. But you never could believe rumors, and he knew that much for a fact.

When he looked at her face, she was looking, quite baffled, down at the book. With a slightly amused smile, he gently pushed it in her direction. "Feel free," he murmured congenially.

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" Oh no. I can't read."

Her face drew blank after she said that, cursing herself inwardly for having let the words fall out of her mouth so casually without thought. She felt her cheeks flush lightly, Jacquelin's eyes averting to her lap shamefully.

" You've picked some stranger to sit with, aye?"

He paused for a moment, rebuking himself silently for not thinking of that possibility. "It's nothing to be ashamed of," he said softly. He left the book where it lay, nonetheless.

At her comment, he frowned slightly. "All friends were once strangers at point. So if we never met a stranger, we would never have friends. And that couldn't be good, now could it?"

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She grinned oddly, canting her head to one side.

" I imagine so."

Her brows wrinkled curiously as she leaned forward, planting both elbows on the table before her, resting her chin in both her open palms.

" Where are you from, if it's not too bold to ask?"

He smiled. "Never too bold too ask..." He thought for a moment, considering what he should say. Finally, "London. Or the whereabouts, at the least," he said readily. It really wasn't that far from the truth, he had come from London to get on the train...That wasn't necessarily where he was from, but...It wasn't relevant, and it needn't be mentioned.

Chance, distracted once again by the window, found himself absent-minded and. lost for a moment. He mentally shook it off and scolded himself. It must be the weather. He was never oblivious or preoccupied before..

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Asha felt a pair of eyes on her momentarilly, she removed hre gaze from the snow clad sky and turned round to see a girl removing her glance from her, and return to talking to the man who was sat across the way.

Asha sat staring at her for moment, taking in her elegance, her posture, the colour of her hair, her gaze them moved onto the male she was talking to, tall and handsome in some accounts.
She shrugged and turned round again returning her gaze to the snow clad sky.

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Jacquelin nodded, her eyes levelling with that of the other girl's. She mouthed a cordial "hello" to her, knowing it would be worthless to use her voice seeing as there was no way she could here her. Turning her gaze back down at the table, her attention was once again thwarted from it's pin-pointed state. A young waitress with fiery red hair and freckles on her nose appeared at the door, gesturing to Jacquelin's neglected soup.

" Oh here."

She picked it up and gave it to her, waiting until she left before she situated into a comfortable curled position again. Had she of been a rich girl, she would have been expected to sit up straight, and perhaps not even talk to the boy at all. It would have not been considered prudent in high societies. Luckily for her comfort, however. Jacquelin knew nothing about it.

(Alright, here goes... Seems I'm a bit late, can you PM me, Annwyn, and tell me the gist of what's happened so far?....)

Name: Catalina Sanderson, also goes by another name, but that one is not known to most

Description: Dark red hair, ice-blue eyes, and pale skin, with a slight smattering of freckles. Has a slim figure that is shown off slightly by her dark clothes, which are actually a tunic and a pair of pants, instead of a dress. Her hair is done in a long braid that hangs to her waist, and her long, slender hands are gloved in black leather.

Occupation: Infamous thief, but she is not known as the thief.....yet...... She also has another title, of a nobler kind, but does not give that one away often......

Personality: Hot-tempered and sometimes rash, but always manages to stay calm when its needed. Once you've earned her friendship, you'll always have it, even if she doesn't act like it.....

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-Lovely, Luin. You'll catch up pretty quick.-

Chance did not notice when the waitress came, and only when Jacquelin curled back into her obviously preferred position did he break from his window-gazing reverie. He glanced furtively at her, and sat back against the seat with a small smile. She was odd, it was true, but it was a welcome change from the pompous and stuck-up women he had known that were always throwing themselves at some vain fool or another.

He glanced at the door, thinking he had heard something. But seeing nothing, he turned to survey Jacquelin once more.

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Catalina steps into the compartment all of a sudden, shuts the door and turns around. When she sees the two people, she realizes she's made a mistake. "Uh ohhhh...." Her voice is barely heard, but her eyes take in the scene as though nothing's wrong.....

(Just you two are in there, right?....)

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" What?"

That was Jacquelin's response after a while, she couldn't handle being eye'd so, and not knowing exactly what the person was thinking. Her cheeks flushed again, or so she thought she felt them do so, and she lowered her eyes once more.

" I'm sorry, that was rude."

As quick as she apologized, her sentence seemed cut short as a girl ran into the compartment, shutting the door. Jacquelin's brows furrowed, and she sat up in full alert.

[ Yes.]

Catalina grins. "Hi...." She checks back outside the door. "Could I, uh, sit with you?...."

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~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

Chance had been about to reply, when the girl ran in. He turned to look at her, brow arched curiously and head tilted in scrutiny. Well. Would you just look at that... he thought amusedly.

He glanced at Jacquelin, and then said, "I've no objections. Join us, if you like." He smiled amiably, motioning to the unoccupied space in the compartment.

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Catalina smiles brightly. "Thank you.... So kind of you....." She sits down, her manner very calm, although inside, her heart is pounding......

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~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

Jacquelin stared at the closed door for a second. She could no longer see the other girl in the next compartment, but she supposed it didn't matter much. Opportunities were literally flying indoors. The manner in which she entered made her uncomfortable. Nevertheless, she forced a smile, though her eyes seemed timid.

Sitting back once more, she let her gaze trail out the window, halfly hoping that she'd become invisible and that Chance and this new woman would have an interesting conversation to themselves. ..Although her curiousity led her thinking back to the book. Quickly, and being sure not to make eye contact with Chance, she slid the book off the table, opening it's pages and staring at the words, as if she had any idea what she was doing..

Then again it was interesting. There were pictures as well, highly detailed and strange looking. A grin tugged at the corner of her mouth, but she resisted, savoring the first taste of knowledge.