[white noise, the connection severing throughout]
-- nd the authorities can handle the living. The dead won't wait.
[pause, then the increasing sounds of
supernatural activity that's been punctuating train murders. Creaks, thuds, wood breaking, something like...scissors cutting perpetually, dripping, and overlapping voices]
Om. Amirita --
[silence; the very loud crash of body → wall, then a long silence, jarred by... whispers and quiet retching.]
This hasn't - happe - tchhhhhh -- [cough]
...hasn't happened in years.
[ooc: network or action fine! Trying to shield compartment 8 = invariably taking on all the spiritual presence of the train = more than one onmyouji can handle, even if he is a Sumeragi. According backlash, go. ._.b ]