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AHOY THERE AND WELCOME ABOARD THE AMITY TRAIN.

WHO KNOWS WHERE WE ARE HEADED TO, but I'm sure the denizens there are fun and full of holiday cheer~ HOORAY! Oh wait, but first, while we are in the cabin travelling to, as it is quite a long train ride it is good to lay some ground rules.

THE RULES

- This is an OPEN RP EVENT FOR ALL STUDENTS. PLEASE MAKE SURE you are in your correctly assigned cabin
- STUDENTS ARE NOT ALLOWED TO TRAVEL BETWEEN CABINS
- All students are wearing the school pin at all times. The pin will forcefully keep them in an animated, sizeable form (ie what their cert picture looks like)
- Natural abilities, unless you have cleared it with either Lizbot, Marushii, or Chibizoo are not able to work at this time. This means ghosts CANNOT phase through cabins, fire demons CANNOT set the whole place on fire, etc etc. The only exception to this rule is if your student's natural ability is literally what is keeping them "alive" or "animated".
- EACH TRAIN CABIN IS AN OPEN RP, similar to the classrooms, or the student council open rp! Anyone in the cabin is free to post, interact with others, and also participate in mini games for prizes that will be held in their cabins from time to time
- After an (OOC) time of ONE WEEK, the train will come to a stop at their destination! This is where the second part of the event, with the brunt of the prizes, so stay tuned!

Hexidecimal looked pensive as he sat near the entry of the car, telling students to, "Just um...sit down for now okay? Go ahead and ah...mingle or something. While sitting down." Maybe he had gotten a new lead on the whereabouts of one Noxious Firth, maybe the destination ahead was troubling. Maybe he was wondering how that horrid woman had managed to make this sound like an excellent recruiting opportunity and not an unpaid baby-sitting job.

Danny sighed. He really didn't want to 'sit' and 'stay'. But his butt seamed glued to the seat- at least for the time being. Poking his face over his seat he tried to get a better view who was in the car with him. But being forced to sit in a seat clearly limited his ability to mingle. So he edged himself off the seat slowly as nobody would notice him and made his way into the isle of the traincar. If he got caught he'd clearly tell them all he needed to use the bathroom.

Faint was a little hesitant as he entered the train, his tail curling around his waist uncomfortably. How many people would be here that had been on the other train? How many would recognize him as a former berserker? He shuddered at the thought, but nontheless crossed the threshold into the metal trap.

He was first greeted by the site of a demoness struggling with her luggage, and immediately went to help her. "Excuse me. Would you like some help?" His voice was low as he motion on her bags with thick black claws. Hopefully she wouldn't freak out over him being a monster - he knew how some demons reacted.

Jamais was sitting there looking bored. Ears flattened against her black and green paneled hair as she heard the boy at the front of the train say sit and stay. The demon could only think that she wasn't a dog, tail swished softly back and forth, she was sitting off to the side near the window almost curled into the corner of the wall and the seat for now.

Watching curiously those that passed in the train, including those that seemed to have trouble with their luggage, she watched the one offering to help the other demon curiously. Almost black eyes wondering up and down before moving else were in the car.

((Just you know... pretend she's more dressed/fit for Halloween town if she doesn't already 'fit' ))

It was loud. Too loud. Renaissance was trying to sleep, for Pete's sake, and it was just not working.

He didn't appreciate that. Giving a grunt of irritation, Ren tapped one finger absently against the glass pane of the window he was leaning against (man, that was uncomfortable) and twisted his tail into his lap. He was okay with the whole sitting down part. Really. It was the fact that he was sitting down and not asleep that was annoying him. There were just too many people on this train, most of them glancing around with unsure looks on their faces, shuffling around in their seats awkwardly.

The Gryphon tugged on one of his ears. Maybe if he tried really hard he could block them all out.

Yeah. That sounded like a good idea. Either that, or stick a pillow over his head.

...except he didn't have a pillow. Well, that certainly was problematic.

What am I doing here, again?

Faint gave a soft half-smile and nodded, taking her luggage with a suprised grunt. They were heavy! What did she have in this jacking bag? All he could imagine was pile upon piles of shoes. How had she even managed to get it down the stairs, let alone out of her dorm?


As he followed her his tail slowly unraveled from his waist and swished slightly. This wasn't so bad. He didn't recognize anyone from the last train, yet. He was lucky. He stopped just behind Sin and raised his hand slightly to the girl in greeting, not wanting to seem like an awkward weird guy just following the demon around. Awkwarder yet, was the other demon who slipped into the seat next to the black-haired girl. Maybe he'd just take up the last seat and be done with the awkwardness?

His eyes narrowed a touch as he heard a muffled voice berate him for his actions; his own head turned and seemed to pinpoint the voice as emanating from Junko, "Gabrian," he murmured before he squinted slightly at her; there was something strange about the girl; if his hearing didn't deceive him, which he doubted it did, that 'voice' he'd heard had emanated from the black haired girl. From somewhere behind her, "Indeed. I apologize for my rudeness, however, it was hardly smart to stay in the corridor. I figured that if there was a problem, I would be informed," he didn't sound particularly offended in the least, instead sounding almost... nonchalant in his answer, yet polite enough that the apology did sound sincere, "Interesting. That voice seems to emanate from you, but it doesn't seem like it's your voice..."

He left the phrase unfinished, almost as if he had no idea what to make of the girl in question. Then he turned to look up at the feline boil as he crossed his legs and neatly placed the violin he'd been carrying along with it's bow, on his lap, "I'm sure the ladies won't mind you sitting down after you helped them with their luggage."