@eiennosaku
On a dark, somewhat quiet night in the middle of the Orre region, the sound of a vintage diesel locomotive echoes into the sky as it winds it’s way through the small, green area of what was mostly a harsh desert region. It’s cargo, a mail carriage, a few covered goods wagons full of supplies from Gateon Port and a guard’s brake van at the rear. The train was en-route to Phenac City, with mail for the town and supplies for the local Poké Mart. Normally this sort of run would occur earlier, but delays occurred with loading and collecting mail. Still, as long as they made it to the city before tomorrow, the supplies could still be delivered to replenish the Poké Mart‘s stocks.
Bowen Chuuno happened to be the one given the task of driving the train to Phenac City. Due to the late start, he wondered if he would get overtime for finishing work later than usual. Sitting with him in the engine was Inspector Leland Brighto, who was supervising the blonde throughout this run. Bowen was only a Third Class driver who might have some Locomotive qualifications, but still needed to be supervised on locomotive-hauled trips due to regulations.
“We should slow down to fifteen here.” The male inquired to his friend. “We’re coming up to a blind corner.”
