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The idea of preferring reds and blacks was acceptable to Belladonna, as her hair was a bright shade of the first and her favorite color being the second. She was about to offer to make a very dashing suit for the fellow boil when the cabin door opened and spoke to Dasher.

"But he hasn't had his turn yet?! Can't we finish this round??" It wasn't fair to wrench the reindeer away just yet!

((I can do either early tomorrow and late. Have work in the middle/ evening, but totally open otherwise!))

"Awwwww," Dasher whined,"But its my TURN...." It gave the board another reluctant stare before standing up, antlers poking nice optional sunroof holes on the ceiling. "These days, being a ghost reindeer is so hard, do this do that, haunt these haunt that, no piece of mind, seriously." It was muttering now as it stood on its skeletal feet. "Well, thank you for inviting me, I guess I have to go. Gotta pull some sleigh or something. Give my regards to Jet Blackbeard Li!"

And with that, he floated into the air and out of the train car.

Mandy seemed to stare at Hexi, deep in though. Suddenly a light bulb went off in her head. Orange fur, bushy tail, wrecked appearance, it was him! "I think the Prof. is looking for you, something about a nervous breakdown." hopefully he would go away, she kind of liked the reindeer and Witchy was right, it still had a turn to go.

((Edited for Dasher leaving))

Awwww, damn. "Bye then Dash, feel free to drop in again. Just knock next time. I don't think anyone would complain."

The recruiter was another person who looked like they were very much in need of a serious nap.

Barth gave the Reindeer a singular wave. "Later."

(( Any time is fine for me! ))

"Zombies don't become anything. If a robot is turned, it simply becomes a zombie. If an alien is turned, it too, becomes a zombie. Our infection is dominant. We eliminate whatever that creature used to be. If I were to.. bite you and in the off chance you ever turned, you'd become a zombie. What are you now, a monster of some sort? You'd cease to be. A zombie is all that is left behind." She didn't like being mocked, especially by that ghoul. She was nothing but grumpy and obstinate during the time she had been on the train. Rain might not talk much, but she watched. She listened and Mandy was the rotten egg on her train.

It seemed that Dasher was being called off. They were just starting to get used to having him around and it didn't seem fair. She also noticed that the person that interrupted had an orange.. bushy tail that looked like it saw a fight. Was that.. the Trail Chaser? He didn't seem too intimidating or mean. Perhaps this Trail Chaser was another creature entirely? Colette's call pulled her out of her thoughts and her face turned red.

NEVER before had Rain's face been able to turn such a vibrant shade. But it was red and she was mad. She was really mad. "YOU JUST HIT MY BATTLESHIP. " Of course, she probably shouldn't have stated that it was the battleship hit but she was mad. She was really mad! That was supposed to be the last to go.

"It's your turn, Simone," she grumbled, still fuming. Maybe if she moved the Battleship.. no, that would be cheating and the ship was burning too badly to move quickly. They'd never make it. At least the Captain was still alive.

"What...professor?" Hexidecimal stared at Mandy as if she was a human. He gave a small sigh. "Why do they always think I can't handle it? I can totally manage a whole train car by myself, but nooooo they had to put someone ELSE here with me, with ME, the slayer of all trick-or-treatdom, reduced to babysitting some first years, and what's more-" The rest of his rambling had pretty much toned down to a halfhearted mumble to himself. He looked like he was ready to have a nervous breakdown again.

The Trick or Treat Recruiter looked slowly at the other denizens of the train and their battleship game. "F-Fine, I see how it is. You kids just keep on playing your games and I-" he tried to stand up straighter -"The ONLY responsible person on the train will do my job. Off I go, with nary a rest. I will fight the evil alone, relentlessly."

Hexidecimal probably went off to find Professor Caelum.

Simone had pursed her lips in thought as she skimmed over the map with slightly narrowed eyes. Where to hit? It was a serious matter. In the game of destruction, one always had to hope for the best and expect failure. Shifting her attention back to the door when it slid open, the demon blinked at Hexidecimal before glancing back and forth between him and Dasher. Aw. He had to go? But he hadn't gotten a chance to play. "Sorry, Dasher. Maybe next time." She offered a small apologetic smile as he rose. "Best of luck in whatever you do and goodbye."

Once the apology was given, she looked back to Hexi. "You look like you need to sit down before you fall down. It'll make you feel better...or not." She returned her gaze to the map.

"Hm. F7?

((I can do late better. Evening time and later, generally.

Edit: 11pm EST is fine for me. ^^))