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The Traveling Meme

You're on your way from point A to point B, and you've chosen one of the many forms of communal conveyance to do so! Let's see what your trip looks like today.

Train: The Orient Express if you're feeling fancy, your standard intercity line if you're not, but no matter how humble the train there's always a little bit of romance to the rail.
Plane: It may be the type of travel we least look forward to. Go ahead and stuff your character in coach--unless they're one of the blessed few who can afford knee room in business class.
Ship: The heyday of the grand passenger liners, a tall ship (preferably with a star to steer her by), or the ferry.
Bus: Whether it's a school bus, a Greyhound, or your regular commuter ride... we know you're not wearing the seatbelt like you're supposed to.
Stagecoach: Some old-timey fun!
Airship: Listen, JRPGs had it right when they decided these should be a normal thing.
Spaceship: For that sci-fi feel! To boldly get Ubered where no one has Ubered before.

Scenarios

I brought a book for a REASON: You're just trying to make this journey in peace and quiet but for the person in the seat next to you....
Stalled: Well, now you're really not there yet, because your mode of transport has stopped working--thrown a wheel or can't get off the tarmac or lost the breeze. Better figure out something to do in the meantime.
Stand and deliver! Dammit, it's bandits, or robbers, or some other kind of ne'er do well--or maybe you're the one pulling the heist.
Running: Not literally, obviously, but you're trying to get away from something bad. Let's hope it's not catching up to you a few seats down....
Disaster! This isn't just inconvenient, it's catastrophic! Good thing you're here to save the day, right? ...Right?
Actually having a nice time: It's just pleasant to sit and look out windows while someone else does the steering, you know?

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That would make sense.

[Likely a bunch of other things as well, but the fish make the most sense. Edward knows about lake and river fish, but ocean fish are beyond him. He'd always wanted to try deep sea fishing at some point, but... well, that is another thing the war took away from him.]

No, not this time.

[He gently nudges Randel with his elbow.]

Would you like to go there someday? We could swim in water as warm as a bath and get burned by the sun.

[Edward would like that, he thinks. The Caribbean sounds like a place that could melt away the horrors of the war.]

We're going to New Amsterdam. That's one of the largest cities in the new world. I'm going to speak before the League of Nations, and then we'll tour a school for the blind outside the city. After that, we have a week to ourselves before we have to go back.

Is there anywhere or anything in particular you'd like to do, during that time?

No, I'll simply follow you.

[To be honest, the concept of wanting things at all, not because he needs them --like food and water-- but simply for the sheer pleasure of it is something Randel struggles with in general. It's still not something he is sure he deserves. The fact that he is here with Edward is already a big thing. To want even more beyond that... frankly impossible for Randel.

Also, he has no idea what exists in this new world they are going to. He has never even visited old Amsterdam. Who even knows what there is in the new version of it.

Except maybe...]

Do you think there are cats?

[Someday, Edward will convince Randel to have an opinion about something. Randel will decide he wants something, for no other reason than to have it for himself, and Edward will move heaven and earth on that day to make sure Randel gets it. Until then, he'll keep gently making offers and then deciding things on his own when Randel deflects.]

[Although...]

I'm sure there are cats in the city.

[Edward smiles, turning his head in the direction of Randel's voice.]

We can find some. And if there's one you particularly like, we can bring it home with us.

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