#Perris main colour is 64bb43 so

[perri-the-caboose]

The centennial raised an eyebrow as he mentally held a clipboard to write up or pull up her file. Every piece of rolling stock that came through had one. Hundreds of thousands of files constantly being updated and maintained. All saved with multiple redundancy fail safes. No file ever went missing. Never for long.

He seemed to have not only an intense gaze but a judgemental one too. His voice was deep, smooth, and dark. "A green caboose. How quaint." He knew caboose cars were mostly at the end of freight trains. They were highly respected once. Their presence at the end of a train had once given every freight car a sense of security. Up until a certain red chessie system caboose ruined it and caused every railcar and railroad to begin abandoning their cabooses for an End of Train Device. Why would they not? It was considered safer and less likely to cause damage to goods. Less likely to maim or wreck perfectly good rolling stock. Less likely to go rouge. Less likely to kill. He wasn't afraid. There was not a single thing this caboose could do to him that he could not defend himself against as one of the largest diesels in the world. "Company, Number, and Name?"

The caboose blinked up at the larger engine The much much larger engine, given how much she’s shrunken in on herself. She’s dealt with larger stock, even big diesels! But this one was huge and basically glaring at her. She supposed a shudder and tried not to meet his eyes, least she earn more of his ire. “C-“ her voice cracked, she cleared her throat and kept going “Coast Railway, Number 6443, Periwinkle the Green Caboose.” She paused for a moment before adding “But i jog by Perri- I’m green not blue-“ Her awkward joke does not land and she just folds in on herself further, eyes staring holes into the ground