[Sadly, Nick has been quite depressed as of late. Serena is gone and he never really went to the effort of making a lot of friends on the train, so he's been rather alone since she left.

But he's finally decided that sitting around moping isn't going to get him anywhere, so today he's up and about, wandering the train.

When he comes by one of the ( Read more... )

[Ziva is sitting in the bar car, in the far back corner of it, far from anyone's view if they're just passing through. But as each passenger enters, they're watched carefully with cobalt eyes ( Read more... )

[This car is a very dark one. It smells of old vomit. The lights flicker on and off, but more often than not, they're out. The temperature is the only thing that's pleasant here ( 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... )

[Well, he has his voice back--somewhat, anyhow--so Ken's returned to his usual pastime of wandering around the train cars. He's wondering about all the Christmas decorations, especially this car. It doesn't seem all too out there--a cozy room, with a fireplace in one corner, overstuffed chairs, Christmas carols playing softly, but there's little ( Read more... )

[Just one car over from one of the kitchens, there is a car with a warm and fuzzy atmosphere. It almost resembles a common room with several plush sofas and a coffee table ( Read more... )

*A rare sight - Hikaru in the library car, apparently looking for something. He made quite a mess by throwing books all over the floor and tables*

There must be something here that could be useful!

[After the incident with Ken and the Akuma, Rina has been sleeping almost two days straight since ( Read more... )

[Outside one of the train cars, it might be possible to hear a little girl's voice singing. It's a nonsensical little tune, one that probably doesn't rhyme, and doesn't sound much like a song at all. Follow it, and you'll find yourself standing in the raining car ( Read more... )

[Sam opens up the folder of notes as soon as the car empties and the last person besides him gets off. Glancing around a little, he pulls out the stapled packet about The Prime Object. The pages are a tid crumpled together as he tries to search between pages half-stuck with what looked like ketchup or blood. He gives a half-disgusted face before ( Read more... )