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*Pinocchio was silent as he looked around the train station, trying to figure out just where he was.. He spotted a few benches, rotting and decrepit, and some tracks up ahead..**He'd just come out of a train car after waking, and the surroundings were entirely new territory as a whole.. With his bright blue gaze flickering over the surroundings, he absentmindedly brought a hand up to brush his hair behind his ear, to see better, only to surprise himself..**His hand was colder than the rest of him, and upon giving it a breif glance, it was entirely metal, leading up to his bicep.. Looking at the rest of his body yielded nothing, so he focused on what he knew..**...Very little. He knew he had to find Mr Geppetto, and the man certainly didn't appear to be anywhere around here, which meant it was time to leave.. To search elsewhere for the man he was awoken to find, and learn his purpose.*
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