Escort on a Train(JOB)

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Walking through Magnolia, keeping to the shadows, a girl walks. Yuzuki raised her eyes and looked up to see if she had arrived at her destination yet. Looking around, her eerie silver eyes finally rest on a train station nearby. Rereading the request form to ensure it was for real, Yuzuki walked towards it. Still, seriously? A guy was so freaked by trains he wouldn't get on? Yuzuki shook her head, and sighed. What was wrong with humans? Leaning against a pole in the shade beneath the shelter of the station, a screaming sound suddenly started in the distance. The semi-fey immediately guessed it was her deranged client. Pushing herself off the pole, she walked towards the commotion, seeing a heavyset woman dragging a thin man over to the trains. "Get yourself presentable! The mage is coming anytime now!" she yelled. The man kicked and screamed, and Yuzuki could swear he was even crying a bit. What a pathetic human.

"Oy," the moon mage called lazily, walking over and stretching her hand towards the woman, "Faerydae Yuzuki, independent mage at your service." She shook the woman's hand, and looked down at the screaming man. "Quite a husband you have, huh."

"Ah, yes, I'm very sorry," the woman sighed, "he's always been like this, what a scaredy-cat moron, eh?" She pushed the man onto his feet, and dusted his jacket off with strong hands. "This is Haruto, Haruto-kun, say hi."

"I refuse to get on a train! Are you trying to kill me, woman?" he bawled, struggling to get out of his wife's grip, "I refuse! I refuse!" Yuzuki stared in amusement, then hefted the man over her shoulder smoothly. "Don'tcha worry, madam, I'll have him on that train whether he likes it or not," she said, smirking over her shoulder at her. The woman nodded in relief, and waved to them as they boarded the train.

Grabbing his ankles tightly, Yuzuki carried the man slung over her shoulders over to the train car. Presenting her tickets, she ignored the stares the scene brought. A kicking screaming man on the back of a girl who looked only about 15, striding calmly through a train station was a strange sight indeed. When the conductor tried to stop them, Yuzuki shoved her job form at him, saying, "That will explain things," and marched up into the train, ignoring the shrieking of Haruto. "See? Not too bad, is it?" The woman had reserved a private cabin for them, that was furnished very nicely with couches against a wall. "Why don'tcha sit and just wait it out? Your lady did make it all nice for ya," Yuzuki suggested in a bored tone, leaning against the wall as their cabin door slid shut.

"Lemme outta here, please! Let me out!" Haruto sceamed, banging on the windows the second Yuzuki released him, "not a train, anything but a train!"

As the train began to move, Haruto suddenly stopped, and huddled on the ground in a quivering mess, shivering and shuddering, moaning in terror. He let out squeaks of fright, and covered his face with his hands, and began to wail. "No... Nooooooo, not a train..... Anything but this!"

Yuzuki cocked an eyebrow at him, and sighed. She hadn't been hired to cure his fear, just to get him through the train trip. Still, after a few minutes, it was getting unbearable, and Yuzuki stood, snapping at him, "Will you stop the blab for a second? I'm tempted to end your misery right here and now, you miserable lump!" She twirled her spear out of its nunchuck form and pointed it at Haruto. Screaming in fear, he threw himself into the main car, leaving the private cabin. "By faith, what a pathetic human," Yuzuki moaned, shooting down the train after him. Finally grasping him by the ear, she hauled him back to the cabin, and sat in front of the door. "You're really annoying, y'know."

Yuzuki twirled her spear point around on its chain in nunchuck form, lost in thought. The man didn't seem to be causing any more trouble, so what bother? However, when she looked up again, the train was only five minutes away from their station, and Naruto was halfway out the window of the train car. "You idiot!" Yuzuki yelled, yanking him back in by the feet, "I wouldn't think you'd be so scared as to kill yourself, get a grip, it's just a goddess-curst train!"

Shaking her silver tipped hair behind her shoulder, she shoved the man into a corner, spear constantly pointed at him. Making sure he didn't look too ruffled, she stayed in this position for the final few minutes. As soon as the train stopped, he practically fell out, and kissed the ground, laughing in crazed relief. "Stupid human," the semi-fey muttered, looking the other way. Taking her payment from him, she sent to skinny man on his way, hoping she'd never have to deal with him again.