The Artist, Railroads - Chapter One

                                    

                                          
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It was a normal day like any other day our story begins in the 1950s after the war has ended a few people were back to their normal lives of course the social hierarchy might have changed a bit not to mention some...unexplainable things but now here we are, our main protagonist for now is Ms. Lady Illusion a famous yet feared psychiatrist who's also known for her devilish charms she worked for the army and inherited millions, after working in Britain for quite a few years she was stationed in a country called Perino, it wasn't very well known for a good reason I suppose...since many things are there that most of the social order would never accept.
"Ugh do I have to go by a train in this heat you know I could portal my way through without this headache" a woman said who wore a tight looking vintage grey suit with white gloves and red lipstick she had brunette hair tanned skin brown beautiful eyes that'd make any man get down on their knees
"It's only for the ride there you can take it off when you reach your hotel room" a pale tall man who wore a dashingly grey looking suit and a black hat to match his tie was fixing the woman's buttoned up blazer, " You're not called the great lady illusion for nothing" he snarked then pulling away from her putting his hand in his pocket and giving her the train ticket.
she rolled her eyes in annoyance and took the ticket from his hand harshly, "Don't call me that hard being unrecognizable when the whole world wants to bow to your every whim" she sighed and mumbled under her breath putting the ticket in between her chest " stupid social hierarchy" grumbled at the end.
the man sighed n looked down at her with a normal dead expression "just promise me you won't cause trouble like last time alright?" the man pleaded while lady illusion got on the train and glanced back at him with a smirk "no promises~" then blew him a kiss as the train started to move and she waved a lil for goodbye.
the man scratched his head irritatingly with a flushed face a bit cussing under his breath a little "Bloody hell" he sighed, and his thoughts were interrupted by a phone call, "Yes Adrian speaking...yes just sent her off... of course sir I'm sure this'll be an easy job to take care of.." the call ends.
Lady illusion gets greeted by many of the servants who carry her luggage and escort her to the best seat in the train of course it's only seated by the highest of classes, even though she loathed being near them she hated their cocky snotty attitude and bored at their pointless conversations that were never ending so she was good at pretending to care, a few hours has gone by since the train left and Lady illusion was getting a bit restless and irritated by the loud chit chattery of the other guests so she got up and went where no one really ever goes to...the back of the train she knew that the servants would escort her back and use the old saying "oh but this isn't what a high class such as yourself should be in" talk so she made herself invincible and walked right through like nothing even happened and that she was only going back to her cabin or sleeper room as their supposedly called ? strange I'd say.
"finally some peace and qui-" she cut herself off when she saw a few rugged men looting off of the luggage from the back of the train as they paused and stared at lady illusion in disbelief, "...............I told you they would have checked!" one of the men shouted, " Alright you know the drill", a man wearing a beret white shirt that pulled up his sleeves to his shoulders and overalls stood up pulling down his hat "sorry Ms. about our impolite manners but we best be heading off soon".
Lady illusion raised a brow and glanced up and down at the man then glanced at the others who were quickly trying to loot the rest then sighed in irritation used her telekinesis slamming the man to the wall and down making him drop the loot his "Joey!" one of the men shouted and quickly ran to his need, "Rev get the door NOW" a tall man quickly and swiftly grabbed a wrench smacking hard on the doors lock so it'd bust open.