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[superbakyura]

[So far he has tried to blast a hole through the ceiling, blast a hole through the floor, blast a hole through the windows, and has basically tried in general to blast his way out of this crazy train. But that doesn't seem to work, so he's moving around the train now, a strobe of light blooming in his hand as he carefully observes his surroundings. He really prefers the type of rabids who just jump out and fight face-to-face, not these sneaky, tricky kinds. So he might as well indulge whatever creepy kidnapper had gotten to him and try to draw him out.]

Yo! Anyone home?