[She's not sure where she's going, but Milagro's obviously searching for something. While she doesn't appear to be different on first glance, her nervous walk and constant glancing down at her borrowed cell phone more than speak for themselves ( Read more... )

[the intercom crackles on. A few moments of static pass before an annoyingly happy voice begins to issue from speakers up and down the train]

Good day ladies, gentlemen and passengers; and a happy New Year to one and all!

It has come to our attention that not many of you know each other. And some of you hate each other. This is a situation which must ( Read more... )

[Sitting at a lone table with his kit tucked in a chair next to him, Ryoma is staring at a cupcake with a lit candle on it.

No one else can see her probably but there's a white-ish cloud singing happy birthday to the irritated brat.]

I told you. I don't need a birthday anything.

[He turns his stare to the cloud, which is in the walk-way so it ( Read more... )

[Kaoru is trying to head back to his sleeping car for something. Unfortunately there's an entire floor of sheet ice in the way. And he can't find any skates. Not that he CAN skate but... they'd probably help]

*he hesitates, then carefully steps onto the ice, clinging to the side for dear life balance and looking up the car with a degree of ( Read more... )

[There's a very confused teenager looking around.]

What...? I-Where's Inoue? Rukia? Tatsuki? Rider?

This isn't the train I got on! Shit, where-CASTER! Is this your doing?! Dammit, answer me! Inoue! Everyone!

[Andddd excuse him, he'll just be running through the train, shouting all the while. Loud kid.]

[Unusual for sure, but there's a young tween rummaging in the kitchen car. On the counter is a container of water, a candle, and a duck feather.]

There has to be salt somewhere in this car. It can't all be gone.

[Looks like someone's getting ready for something.]

[Ryoga can be found in his seat practically dozing off. That is until he hears something and jerks awake. After he glances around he assumes he was just hearing things. Perhaps a breath of fresh air would help clear his mind ( Read more... )

I remember why I don't like this time of year.

[Residential ghost-talker is staring at the brown and dried cornstalks hay. He's been in here for almost an hour now, trying to find the other side.]

Oi! Anyone!

[A small little black cloud wandered toward him, too low to be a person. In fact he hears a meow. Insert scowl.]Go away cat. Unless you ( Read more... )

[In the library car sitting Indian style in one of the rather plush chairs that was definitely meant to sit a bear of a person sits the horribly dwarfed Echizen Ryoma. He's scowling at yet another chair, partner to the one he is currently sitting in, arms over his chest.]

I don't believe you. How is that even possible?

[Yeah sadly he makes it a ( Read more... )

[As soon as Max boards, he notices a lodestone pull, as though millions of invisible threads are pulling him farther into the train.]

This is, theoretically, what living near the North Pole would feel like, but what could be causing it in Panama, of all places? Ah, well, I'm sure it's nothing interesting, but it couldn't hurt to check. I'm still a ( Read more... )