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Sin noticed Alcyone as she leaned back and closed her eyes, she didn't look too pleased. Then again by now they were all sort of at their rope's end with everything that had happened. She lightly put a hand on Alcyone's shoulder gave a tiny squeeze. "Alcie you alright?" Alliances were important her mother had told her, but she had come to realize that right now making sure her friend was alright meant more to her then forging a mere alliance.

"We'll be alright, this train has to stop sometime...and we've been through worse." She gave her a wry smile and softly touched the BotB pendant they both wore. It might be one heck of a ride but somehow they would make it through just fine.

(Seriously? Who WOULDN'T want to talk to the almost-dead puppy boy?? (I think he's my favorite character on this train, actually. And the accent is kind of awesome. o u o; ))

Quarria's own loneliness seemed to disappear around her new aquaintance. When he mentioned her impressive ability for napping, she half-smiled, reaching up to scratch her head with her open hand as if to somewhat block her failure. "Well, there was this nice heater, and I happened to sit next to it...and I guess it raised my body temperature enough that I needed to sleep it off or something. And sleep it off I did, it seems....oh, um, my blood makes me have to do body temperature control. Like a lizard does..." Well, she just derailed that conversation in a heartbeat. Trying to regain her composure, she shrugged one of her huge blue wings, and slid onto the seat as he offered it, making sure to swish her tail out of the way and under the seat. It was nice to actually talk to someone here, she thought happily to herself.

Quarria listened as he explained it all in an accent she couldn't quite place, but she found she enjoyed listening to the way he spoke. It was an amazing tale, none the less, and it made the random blurbs she'd been catching make so much more sense. "Oh don't worry, you're not losing me at all. This would explain the gnomes people had been talking about when I woke up. How big was this reindeer? It kind of sounds like it would have been delicious..." She trailed off as he mentioned his almost-death. Her eyes immediately flashed to show a wave of concern. "Oh my gosh, someone did give you some help though, right? The professor who came through? Ohh, I wish I'd woken sooner; I wouldn't have hesitated to come to your aid." She said, looking around with a bit of anger at the other members of the train. Why hadn't they helped him?

Noticing she was still holding the two meal plates, she quickly returned her attention to the boy, and offered one of the plates to him. "If you don't want this, I have some back-up food you could have...Oh, and are you trying to heat up that tea? I can help if you want." She smiled, taking a moment to think of how best she could warm the tea. Flaming breath was out, but using a little venom and a spark in a moderated size could work. She looked over at him again for a moment, and suddenly realized she didn't know who or what exactly he was. The blue-skinned, blue-haired, horned girl smiled again and offered her hand. "I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Quarria Reikis; I'm an Amphithere Dragon. Could I request to know what your own name is, or something you would like me to call you by?"

Gulping, Basil took a small handful of burnt food that she couldn't tell exactly what it was and dumped it onto a small plate. She picked a piece up with her hands and tried it. Well, not that bad, for burnt food. She could make out a small taste of what it used to be though she had a hard time eating it. Good enough for now.

Basil looked at the group she was in. LW had started talking to Kilometer, and honestly, Basil didn't wish to hurry back to being awkward, so she waved and smiled to LW when she thought they caught eyes. Basil hoped they could meet up later, that girl was very nice, perhaps when the train stopped she would. Then she looked around for a new place to sit while mindlessly eating another bunt bit. Gross! She almost spit it out.

She spotted a bored looking ghoul (Jamais) was just looking around at everyone else, Basil carried her plate over to that ghoul "Hi, it okay if I sit here?" She tried smiling a nice smile, it was odd, she probably looked shaken or nervous.

Watching as other students painfully approach the food cart filled with burnt contents Kilometer debated if he really wanted to eat. Might as well wait to see how many others dared to try the food. He noticed some are just going to make the trip with snacks alone, that can hardly be considered satisfying. Maybe they were planning on pigging out on snacks? That might make someone full for a while. It also might make their tummies ache.

Eh, Kilometer decided might as well grab something from the cart as it rolled by. It’s not like he had to really move far for it: the gnome was passing by everyone offering if they wanted anything. Still remaining quiet Kilometer flagged down the gnome with his cart as he passed and grabbed a plate of... well... whatever it was supposed to be. For the sake of names we’ll call it the Death by Spice and Everything Nice special. What in jacks name was this supposed to be anyway? For curiosities sake and all, he was going to eat it either way. He lightly poked at it with his skeleton hand before being spoken too.

“Hm?” He was just asked a question wasn’t he? He really needed to pay better attention. Luckily he caught the tail end of the question so he could figure out what it was in full. His eyes shifted down to look at the blurry image of the tip of his gas mask. “My gas mask?” That was a good question actually. Besides the annoying yet obvious side effect of voice alteration it was of great importance but to put it bluntly, “Without it I wouldn’t be alive. Or should I actually say, I could not be alive without it.” Yup. That was pretty blunt. Vague as jack but blunt. He figured he’d elaborate a little more. “Do you recall when we were given instructions about this trip? Where they told us that everyone’s natural abilities would be on lockdown for the train ride? They made exceptions for a few individuals and I’m one of those exceptions.” Taking a break before continuing he pointed up to the gas mask. “My natural ability is keeping me alive.”

Jamais chuckled, as the reaper flopped down. Giving a sigh the demon shook her head. "That doesn't sound very good at all." She frowned before popping open the snack foods. "Would you like one?" She asked.

"I figured keeping muchies might've been a good idea. I never expected a whole meal to go to waste like that though." She frowned softly as she looked towards the Gnomes, and tried to politely turn down their burnt food offering... She paused, after they passed by making sure they were out of ear shot. "It might be better to give it to the engine as fuel for the train than for us to eat... I don't normally turn down food... but that might as well be coal dust." She whispered to the other.

She gave a small cough and chuckled, "I'm Jamais." She said with a nod, "Nice to meet you Basil."

LW saw Basil moving from the corner of her eye. She turned and saw the ghoul smile at her. The she-wolf gave a little wave and made a mental note to meet up with her sometime after this train ride was over and done with. But at least she knew someone else on the train now! Her attention returned back to dea-KILO JACKDAMNIT! Why? Why couldn't she just forget that damn nickname? Wait, what had her question been? The gas mask! And was he actually going to try and eat...whatever? It just...didn't smell right to her. Who knew what it had originally been. Or what the gnomes liked to cook. Not that she had anything against gnomes! It was just that prankster in her that was always suspicious of food and drink she didn't make herself or witnessed made.

The she-wolf blinked in surprise at what Kilo said (Success! She had said his name without thinking dead-cat-thing!). "Could not?" Her brow furrowed as she worked to understand that. So, his gas mask was keeping him alive? Wasn't he undead though? She nodded in response to remembering them explaining how their natural abilities were on lockdown. The second part of that, she might have missed that part. Probably pouting because she couldn't shapeshift.

"Oh." Was all she was able to get out for several minutes. Then she grinned up at him and eyed the gas mask. "Well it's pretty badass looking." She liked talking with this boil. Even if he could be a little on the quiet side, he at least spoke to her. Another of her giggles rose up. "Just how are you gonna go 'bout eating that...that?!" Of course she had to ask.

Sin looked over at Sammy and then back at Alcyone, she lightly touched her fingers to the pendant beneath her outfit. "We made it through to the end, one of the last groups standing after that mess...it was so chaotic..." She trailed off and then looked at Sammy again.

"I'm Sin by the way, Sin Err." Normally Sin would be more charming, offer a handshake and smiles. Except Sammy was undead and Sin's mind was too preocupied to really put the effort into hiding how she felt about them. Alright well she had become slightly more open, none of the undead around school seemed so bad. She liked Shehk well enough, and Rain seemed sort of okay, she was Student Council President which meant she at least had ambition. Still she couldn't help but sort of look down her nose at them, she was working on it though. Alcyone was far more kind and accepting then her, so she left it to the water demon to take up the conversation.

Slowly she glanced up and then turned to look at Christof curiously, she arched a brow and then turned away again. What was he doing? Well as long as he wasn't throwing around body parts she didn't have a complaint.