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It wasn't that Kasumi's game was all that challenging or intriguing, West just found stalling on things that he was expected to complete nearly impossible to bear. Better to get this list filled in as soon as possible, leaving him plenty of time to find reasons to punch several someones in their babymaker equivalents. Or maybe he didn't need reasons. He shrugged, squinting at the space to the right of 'striped' as he pursed his lips, scratching out the rug with enough force to rip the paper before adding my boxers under the rip instead.

He eventually felt expectant eyes boring into the vicinity of his shoulder and clawed out of his focused distraction long enough to narrow his own eyes at the demon seated next to him. His rage might have been slightly diminished by the train, but West was still a very angry young man. "What?" he monotoned, not waiting for a response before another few sentences spilled out of his mouth. "Hey, d'you knowhat's squishy 'round 'ere?" he continued, jabbing his pen at the piece of paper. "Issit you? Tha'would really speed things sup." He smiled somewhat condescendingly, the expression positively heartwarming if you knew him, but slightly troubling otherwise.

Night shuffled onto the train cabin his ticket had directed and stared at all the faces of people. So many and not a single person he knew or could possible get to know yet. Just by the abundance of people made Night a little worried that he might bump into the wrong person and spread some bad luck around the whole cabin. Figures being the only Black cat he could see. His tail twitched as he was handed a piece of paper and form to fill out.

"Oh, I haven't-" He started to speak to the girl before she rushed away leaving him standing like a idiot in the cabin. Looking around he found a booth with suprisingly no seats taken but was close enough to the group of students that Night could pick up on conversation. His eyes trailed over until focusing on a cat with stripes, A Chesire, his head cocked curiously as he eyed the female Kitty from afar before turning to his paper.

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THE LIST
I spy with my little eye... something that is...

* Striped.............The Chesire Cat over yonder, she looks very striped.
* Green...............Night's Ribbon? His tail swished as he wrote the response on the paper.
* Lovesick
* Energetic...........It was the Redheaded guy over there wasn't it? The one with the strange accent and a tumor popping from his forehead
* Shiny
* Festive......The girl who handed him the paper...Kasumi?
* Squishy
* Pathetic..............(Nothing?)

Night's ears perked to all the sounds of the scribbling of pencils as he stared at one student drawing reverently on his paper........

Israfel had done it again. He'd gotten some pumpkin spice cider. He'd never tell where, or how, because really. He was underage. He was a student. A bad combination to be caught with alcoholic beverages. Especially given the student council fiasco. Pink Elephants. SO. MUCH. PINK. SO. MUCH. ELEPHANT. The siren hadn't been able to remember half the night, but he got a wine bottle. One he was....not inclined to drink from. Who knew what ghastly concoction was inside.
Still, the siren had come to a grand dilemma when he was shuffled to the train station. He had a bottle on him. They would catch him. In his fear, Israfel chugged it down before making his way to board the train, paying little mind to the fact he'd forgotten just why it was a bad idea to drink cider so quickly.


"Coo~ coooo~" Entering the cabin, he stumbled into the far wall. Grinning at Kasumi he smiled. "Ur pretty. Pretty pretty hairrrrrrr~" looking at the paper and pens next to her he took one of each, eye running down the list.
"....But thurs no option fur pretties." A tiny frown. A frown the got bigger as Israfel's eyes scanned the room, noticing his favorite couple. "Why issunt Shehk skullfacing Nukpannurs yut?" He pointed at the skinwalker. "Yoo should ficks dat mistah pubic relations." The Siren's words were shot and slurred and at levels beyond terrible, beyond the halloween terrible standard even.

List in hand, he didn't even wait. "I GOT DIS THOS, DUN WORRY."



Israfel was looking at his flat chest. Sad facing like ':c' he handed the paper back to Kasumi. "I don't have them." Eyes narrowed. "Yet."
Then he stumbed to a window, muttering something about how someday he would totally have them.
Whatever 'they' were.

Night watched as yet even more people piled in, including what looked.....and smelled like a very overly large drunk of a character. He snickered as he watched the boy intently, even so to try and sneak over and look at the answers on the boys paper. Though that was quite rude and considering he feared getting caught, he stepped back and looked around. His spot was lost now and he feared sitting next to someone, especially the red headed taller man in fear of offending them.

It wasn't till he heard the faint call from the Chesire cat he had noticed earlier and her gesturing to her seat. Though he cocked his head at the nickname. heading over to her, he had a polite smile on until he was in front of her before leaning over and sniffing and then smiling at her with full beam of power.

"Hello! I don't mind sitting next to you at all!" Night scooted over before sitting down across from the cat. His tail twitched out of his seating position and laid over his lap.

"My name is Nightengale XII! But you can continue to call me um...Kitten?" Night smiled at her, cocking his head, "Your the first to give me that nickname so far, So I don't mind! Whats your name?"

For the most part, Riley was blissfully ignoring the chaos that the traincar had suddenly become with an influx of students. That didn't mean she wasn't listening to the strains of conversation with a keen ear, however; especially since the only other thing that had been given to entertain her was.. a game of I Spy. She heard someone mentioning tentacles, and thought perhaps this person might be talking about her; it so happened that Sharra and West were sitting in the row behind Riley and Jericho, however, so her tentacles reacted to hearing the word by rising over the seat and lounging languidly over it. They pointed eerily at Sharra for a second, before Riley rose and turned just slightly to peek over the seat herself. Her tentacles remained pointed at him as if waiting to hear more.

What was that? Riley thought to Sharra, though she allowed the thought to be heard by both West, and Jericho. There was no point to keeping conversations private in a place like this.

Little did she know, she'd already been counted as the squishy on someone elses form as well. The tips of her tentacles squished inwardly for no particular reason, as if they'd just sucked on a lemon.

Calder hadn't been noticed, and with good reason. The kelpie had never been on a train. He had taken a boat to school, and he never once traveled outside of that occasion. When visiting family, it was always by hoof, swimming mostly, to their place. That or ferry of some sort. To be a on a real train – that was something, and he was a bit over enthused over the who thing.

While the other students complained or looked confused, the white-haired boy was on his hands and knees beside his chair, looking under the seats, examining the floor, rubbing the walls with little 'oohs' and'aws' before looking up and smacking a big smile as he watched the world fly by his window. His expression would have been more fitting on the dog that someone brought on the train, and his horse tail flicked and swayed behind him.

It wasn't till some of the edge swore off and he started to settle a little bit more that he finally took stock to who was all with him in the cabin. Crawling up from the floor and poking his head out from over the seat in front of him, he noticed only a few people that he knew, the rest strangers. Shehk was there, which made him smile, but his ears flattened when he saw Nuk with her.

Blowing some air from his nose in a snort, he rose up and moved over to see what all the commotion was about. Before he even had a chance to meet his friend, a boy stood up and started to introduce a game. Blocked, he looked up at the boy, the pile of papers, and snatched up a list for the sake of showing he was participating.

Pulling out his serpent pen, he looked at the list and frowned.



Calder grinned at his additions, and folded up his list. Moving over, he waved to Shehk. Just Shehk. Not to the ugly mug that was Nuk's excuse for a face. "Hello Shehk. Having fun on the train?"

Ah, green thing had been located! Though not as green as himself, that cat definitely glowed didn't he? Amused, he put down notes of the cat soul in the Ispy with a mini note: Needs more green to outdo me, but he's getting there. But he wins for most eye catching attire, most definitely. Nodding and seemingly pleased with it, he put the paper and pen aside as he leaned back in his seat and looked bored.

How many more students would be showing up? This sitting around was boring to him... though in the back of his head, he wondered where Amrita was. Too bad the little thing wasn't in his cabin. Jack it all, he should have brought his mini notebook with him. It had all his notes on her in it... that girl needed a new outfit choice and he was going to find it! Whether she liked it or not! >3

The Dog's growling made him look at it in bafflement. It took a bit before the obvious sunk in and he felt bad. Poor pup wanted to run around! Or.. go after the green one. But then he looked over at the still uncomfortable bird and he tsked in sympathy. Really the seats had to be too small for a winged being like himself. Even his own wings were displeased with such.. cramped accommodations. But such things were minor details in the end and he leaned back and closed his eyes.