Keeping track of the ti with my phone, it was well over 15 minutes by the ti I spotted a train station up ahead using Echo.
"Imagine if you had a GPS" I muttered to my phone my long exposure to pitch-black darkness and the occasional red light beginning to have so effect on my psyche.
It was without incident that my eyes caught sight of a bright light up ahead and after so seconds, I jogged up to the station.
Of course, my appearance caught the sight of the several people standing by the railway, but I moved quickly, getting off the tracks and out of their sights and disappearing into the crowd behind.
"Paddington Station" I read the na on a board hanging from the ceiling, my eyes searching for any security agent, even the transport police and covertly keeping track of their movents.
I didn't have any ticket, and who knew if one of the curious eyes that had seen earlier had followed up and reported my presence, after all, not everyone was good at minding their business.
My eyes ca across an empty bench and though I wanted to collapse on it and have so rest, there were priorities and one of them was getting out of central London.
Looking at the calm of the people, especially the security around, it was clear that news of the battle at Hyde Park tunnel and John's fate was yet to get out and quickly I made my way to the electronic board looking for the next that train could get out of central London and would be heading west.
"Shrewsbury, 5:30 PM" I read, a smile coming on my face, but I quickly pulled out my phone.
"Fuck it's 5:30."
Quickly, I moved from the board, walking around the station, my eyes looking for a ticket station and just as I caught sight of the crowd in front of it, the loud screech of an arriving train sounded and an announcent rang out.
"Announcent Ladies and gentlen, the 5:30 PM train to Shrewsbury is now boarding from platform 4. Please make your way….."
"Where the fuck is platform 4"
Along with realizing that I had no idea where Platform 4 was, I also rembered that I had no pounds, just dollars.
"Oh fuck"
Abandoning my plans to get a ticket like a good citizen, my eyes flew left and right as I searched for platform 4, boarding my train a few seconds before the door was closed.
I had accomplished one part of my plan, but that didn't an it was anywhere finished.
Heading to the less crowded car, I took a seat on a bench which had just one man and letting my fatigue wash over thought about how to deal with the ticket inspectors.
"Could just scare them away when they ask for my ticket"
The thought was enjoyable but not ideal for .
A simple scare and a train staff might go report to his superiors that there was a dangerous man on the train and from there a military team with tanks will be waiting for at Shrewsbury.
"Funny scenario", I muttered.
"First, let's get so money."
I had been stuck on how to get cash since entering London, but back at the station, I had a thought.
Opening the system shop, I browsed to a good which was always present since the first ti I used it, a constant item you could say and then questioned the system on this anomaly.
"System why is the option to buy dollar always present"
[Money is one of the essentials to life, it supports and enhances life, no matter the situation, the system is always ready to offer you this essential.]
With the heights I had beco exposed to $10000 wasn't a lot but I didn't stress over the issue.
"Well, I need pounds at the mont, not dollars. You did say you would be ready to offer money, not dollars at all tis."
I had just finished talking when the system's earlier texts disappeared and the shop with an updated item appeared.
[Pound: 1PSDP to 6.5 pounds. Capped at 6500 GBP. Cool down ti after a single exchange: 7 days.]
"Exchange 1000PSDP. Give it to in cash"
[Purchase complete. The item had been dropped in inventory]
With a good amount of money in hand, I more easily relaxed, my eyes closing and it wasn't until several minutes later that they opened.
The journey to Shrewsbury was nearly 4 hours and given how shaky my plan was, I decided to fix up a patch in it, the journey to Shrewsbury had more than a ticket inspector for to worry about.
My eyes swept around the carriage in search of a perfect target and it took moving to the next car to spot soone that might be suitable.
Though my dressing at the mont, wasn't the best, aura triumphed all and as I walked up to a blonde pretty woman flipping through a newspaper, I put my cards in play.
[Daddy's Apple activated -4000PSDP]
[Honest lover activated -6000PSDP]
Along with this, I dragged up emotions of happiness within and stuffed them in a well-shaped arrow.
"Hello", I called in a deep tone, gaining the attention of the woman and when she looked at , I let the arrow go.
"That should give her the butterflies."
"Yes," the woman answered looking up and down, the smile that had appeared on her lips not fading away.
"May I?" I pointed to the seat beside her, "there is a favour I would like to ask."
"Sure."
As I took a seat beside the woman, she had her eyes narrowed at , and while a smile from made her relax a bit, she didn't drop her guard.
"What is the matter?"
"A tough one", I wondered if I had perhaps been wrong with my choice, but I carried on anyway.
"Well, as you must have gotten from my accent, I'm not British" I said getting a nod from her.
"The thing is that when this train arrived, just as I got in, I was robbed. Soone pulled my bag and ran off with it and in that bag were my Identity docunts and most of my money.
Right now, I'm worried about getting in trouble with the railway staff when they co to check for tickets."
As I spoke to the woman, the wariness of her face gradually lted away and by the ti I was done, what remained was a mirthful curiosity.
"Well, so what do you want from ?"
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