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Hearing the announcement for meal time, the Cerberus perked slightly, pleased that he might be able to much on a little something to settle his stomach. Just in time - he was almost sure that he couldn't make it the rest of the trip without the aid of a nice, hot meal to put things back in equilibrium. He was halfway through shuffling out of his balled-up position to head to the cart when he heard the announcement of what today's meal really was.

And that was about the time that a muffled hurk came from Thackery's direction.

Twitch was still doing his best to stay low, after of course he had gotten in his obligatory hit (or -tried to- and failed spectacularly) on the ghost deer of doom that had been in their car. Really, he just wanted to be left to himself and his shiny things until this damn train ride was over with.

Thankfully though he had finally spotted someone he knew. Cyrilla! She'd saved him from this madness! So the little student went skittering over to his savior.
"Cy! Hi! Wish I would have seen you earlier so I could have had some compa---"
It was about then that he noticed there was another student who was looking a little worse for wear, and the were-gerbil joined Cyrilla in a rather disgusted look.

Well that had been a huge waste of time.

The sound of a slammed train-car door alerted anyone not completely engrossed in their lunch conversation of Nukpana's reappearance, the skinwalker's bristled step and annoyed scowl clearly divulging the type of mood he was in. He said nothing about it, however, nor where he had gone in the long span of time he had vanished for -- in fact, most probably hadn't noticed him slip off at all. Still, as he meandered a little moodily down the length of the train car, anyone he got close enough to would be able to feel the slight chill radiating from his clothes, and perhaps notice the way he shook out his short black hair, the skull-hood of his pelt thrown back.

In truth, it wasn't just the errand he had been sent on that was annoying the student council member. While Nuk was annoyed he was missing most of the trip he had been actually rather excited about since the moment Frost-Butt had told them about it, it was actually the result of being called away that had him in such a foul mood. He'd been all ready for this to be the 'party car,' the car everyone wanted to be in. And that was turning out to be a bust.

... well... possibly not for the rest of the car, all things considered, but for him it was!

Leaning against the side of the seat Shehk was sitting in, Nuk grinned at the Pricolici, reaching down to scratch the base of her ear for half a second (hoping to get away before she could bite him.

"Guess it's time to get this party started, huh?"

Tossing a smirk and a non-committal glance at Kasumi, Nuk turned around the entire 360 degrees as soon as he reached a good vantage point, eying the other students who seemed to be in the middle of 'eating' lunch. (Eating seemed like a relative term... while G would certainly eat something like this, Nuk wasn't sure any other student had the capacity to.) A smirk there, a wink here, he continued taking what seemed to be either a count or an inventory or both, pausing only once to peer at what had deemed to be 'food' for the trip, narrowing his eyes at it and leaning down a half a second to sniff it (which was, in retrospect, a bad idea.) In the end, he ended up where he started, his expression seemingly satisfied.

"So. Anyone wanna play 'Never Have I Ever?'"

Sadly, it wasn't technically a drinking game. Despite the fact that Israfel was as drunk as an undead skunk, Nuk had no alcohol this time, so it made no difference in the grand scheme of things what kind of game it was. Still... with the vile soup, this might be a fun game after all.



((OOC --

There will be prizes awarded for this game, however, there is no definite way to "win." Prizes will be distributed for things such as interesting, IN CHARACTER answers, (aka don't do something just to try to get a prize - a dead-pan character has just as much chance as a humorous one,) activity, (spamming of posts, no matter how long, does not count, so don't just make posts for the sake of making posts,) etc. Your character does not have to ICly play the game in order to win, either.

Tl;dr -- This is just for fun, with a minor incentive that there may be prizes for good sports. <3 Future 'instructions' will be given out in my next few posts, after some brief IC conversation. This will be a VERY informal game, so no one should worry too much <3))

Aksaja stared at the other boy ... oh yes. He was completely and totally hammered. The dragon very much wished to join him in that state, but the 'voice' in his head was right, he should probably wait til the stupid gnome was gone. No point in finding the alcohol onto to get it taken away, after all. He snorted softly at the voice's thanks - looking around again to try and figure out where it came from. After a moment, though, he just shrugged and settled back with arms folded across his chest.

Which was when someone wandered in and asked if they wanted to play some kind of game. The dragon blinked and turned his gaze to Nuk, frowning slightly. "What's the point?" he asked, sounding rather non-committal. Smirking faintly, he asked, "Will it get us better food?" Or maybe alcohol...

Livi had sat up after some time had passed, just to see what was going on. Someone proclaiming to have brought food caught his attention for a moment; until he found out what it was and he cringed. Seriously? Who ate th.... never mind. He stopped that thought cold when he saw students taking up the offer of 'food' and eating it either with gusto, glee or... something else all together disturbing. No offense, but his stomach did not grumble for frog. And he wasn't the only one who found the far displeasing apparently. He almost felt bad for the one who seemed to have lost whatever was in his stomach at the time. A... distasteful way to show displeasure, but to each his own, eh?

He was in the midst of straightening his outfit when another student came in. He hadn't completely caught all the names of the Student Council, but he was pretty sure this guy was one of them. Watching him curiously as he moved around the cabin, his question made his brow jack up smoothly. What kind of game was that? And why were people wanting food as a prize? Pfft. "Sounds like fun."

Could also cause some chaos or something. With how things could get in this cabin over things, it was bound to be interesting.

The dragon snorted softly at that. This guy wanted them to actually eat the nasty .... whatever it was they were serving. As part of a game? Really, he failed to see how this was fun. But upon mention of prizes, the dragon perked just a bit. Hmmn. Well, candy could be interesting, and those slips of paper intrigued him.

But these games sounded stupid. "Tch. Why don't we just fight for them?" he suggested instead, still smirking.

"Because despite the fact that it means I have to actually do work, surprisingly I like my position of power, and would like to keep it, thanks. And Prof Red would kick all our asses," came Nuk's reply, the slightest hint of a 'duh' lingering at the edge of his voice. What, Aksaja didn't think he hadn't already considered that option, did he?

Seating himself on the arm of Shehk's seat, Nukpana extended his legs and crossed them at the ankles, making himself comfortable. It was a long ride, after all, and he finally had the chance to sit down and relax. Surprisingly, the banter helped lighten his mood, which had evolved into a good-natured taunt. "Trust me, I would love nothing more than to set up a fighting ring in the middle of this train car, but as everyone knows, no battle pass, no dice. Besides, it's much more fun to watch you all play a silly game for my amusement."