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[Lounge Car --> Dining Car ~ Train]

Jack waved a hand at Dawn with his back turned, grinning to himself at the comments the chess-players made. It may not have been morning, but he had recently woken up, so it was morning for him, and that was all that mattered. He slid back the door and proceeded into the dining car where he saw a few of the munchkins sitting. He jaunted over to them and grabbed a folded chair from a corner. After propping it open he set it at the head of the table and sat in it, throwing his booted feet up and leaning back on the back two legs of the chair.

"'Ello gents, miss--apologies for interrupting, but I had a question." He said with a smile, lacing his fingers over his stomach.

[Kichi :: LoD :: Tea Shop]

"I'm sure you're right, but either way, better to be careful, no?" Kichi commented back to Alan, before walking away to purchase the tea set.

He talked with the store owner for a bit as he handed over the Munny. He avoided thinking about the implications of a universal money system when the worlds hardly knew of each other.

He walked back, teas set in box, and box in hand. Looking over to the group, especially Riku, he said "Sorry about earlier. At any rate, are you all ready to get going? Or want to sip that tea for a little longer first?"

{James : Train : Dining Car}

James listened intently to Kyle's reply regarding Noelle, it didn't surprise him that he hadn't been the only one to try it. At least he wasn't the only one thinking about her, not that he thought he would be. Kyle then went on regarding the changing of his eye color and even went so far as to check them by looking into the window that right now could act as a mirror. Eventually though he found something that could be considered an answer regarding the question when he mentioned Ultima.

"I see, I guess that makes sense. Well at least as much as anything else here does anyway."

His thoughts were interrupted though as the Pirate Lord, Captain Jack Sparrow as he sauntered into the dining car and pulled up a chair, placing it at the head of their table before placing his boots on the table and leaning back int the chair. If he wanted to be mean he might have considered kicking the legs out and watching the Captain fall but he wouldn't do that. He was surprised that Jack actually said that he had a question.

"No problem Jack... what's your question?"

[Dining Car ~ Train]

"Thank you kindly," Jack said, wide eyed and grinning. He continued in a tone that did not match his cheerful appearance. "When are we leaving this God forsaken place?"

He held up a finger and removed his boots from the table, "I've had enough encounters with . . . dead people to last me a life time, and that was before we came here. Quite frankly I preferr the dead people from Port Royal, so let's head there!"

[ Zexion ; Kuja : Lounge Car ]

Both Zexion and Kuja seemed to stare at Dawn incredulously, a look of amusement twitching across Kuja's lips, and a gleam of disappointment from Zexion's eyes. However, before either could respond, Joe quickly took the girl away, obviously trying to protect the girl.

"And these people are the hope of the worlds," Kuja said whimsically, smirking as he moved the piece back before placing another piece forward. "Hardly the virtuosos."

"Don't underestimate them. Not all of them are as... hollow," Zexion responded, making his next move seamlessly after Kuja's.

"Sure, sure," Kuja responded, glancing at the window and toying with his hair, due to the reflection; he couldn't help but give a wry smile.

[Dining Car ~ Train]

Jack practically jumped from his chair, causing it to collapse and fall back as he stood. "No problem! I'll find him. I just saw him a minute ago!"

And Jack was out of there like a bat out of hell. He practically danced (in his usual drunken way) back into the lounge car and scanned it for Joe and Dawn. He was desperate to be somewhere new, particularly Port Royal. Apparently Joe's little list thingy meant getting out of there, so he would go to the source.

"Oi! Where did you buggers go?!" Jack shouted, disregarding the lounge car's occupants. He quickly ran down the isle and opened the doors to check outside but didn't find them. There was one last door to check.

"My favorite room." He smiled, opening the door to the engine room and entering.

[ Kefka : ??? : Dark Tower ]

There was a sudden bolt of lightning that seared through the body of an Invisible Heartless, destroying it immediately and causing a rather thunderous boom to echo throughout the massive tower. Then another giant crack as a second heartless fell, and a third. Or was it thirty-third? Kefka had lost count, and didn't particularly give a damn. He was bored.

Things burned when he was bored.

"I hate hate hate HATE them!" he shouted loudly, through a bolt of lightning at the basin of reflective water- suddenly, those on the train would have heard a startlingly-close crack of lightning, which had struck the ground mere inches from the Lounge Car exit.

"Why aren't they DOING anything?! Don't they know I hate hate hate down-time?!" he shouted, grabbing his own hair with crazed, wide eyes. Suddenly, however, he stopped completely motionless... hovering upside down in mid-air. His eyes narrowed, and his painted lips curled into a pleased sneer.

Disappearing and reappearing in a fraction of a second, he stood beside the magical cocoon-like barrier that remained leaning against the wall, pulsing with malicious energy. It had certainly been long enough. Or maybe it hadn't- he was bored and, seriously, who cared?

"Wake-y, wake-y, eggs and bake-y!" he shouted, forcing his two hands into a spot in the magical barrier, back to back, and began forcefully opening the cocoon, his crazed smile revealing his anticipation.

[John.:Tea Shop:.LoD]

John graciously thanked the woman for his wine and quickly headed off to a table in the corner, away from most of the others. Solitude was one thing that he could appreciate in times like these.

Hee hee hee... stuff it in you...

What's that?

James Joyce Ixi... just another one of those geniuses...

How is he a genius?

He was the epitome of what none of us could be... if that makes any sense.

I suppose...

John took another sip of his rice wine and sighed.

What's happens if I don't ever make it back? Let's talk serious now: how many of these people here know anything things like that... I mean, so many people dead Ixi... well, dead to me anyways. Hell, I'm the one that's probably dead and I don't even know what to do about it.

Stop thinking so much about it. You get yourself worked up over nothing. You're not dead. You've just been taken out of your comfort zone, and you still need to adjust.

Adjust to what? What I've been thrown into is a smoldering pile of crap compared to what I had before. I'm fighting for my friggin' life just to be accepted by a ragtag group of strangers that seem to already know each other soooooo well. And what the hell am I supposed to do then, huh? “Oh, John, just befriend them and then you can survive!” That’s bullshit Ixion! I’ve already been frozen up to my neck and could have died from god knows what. The physics in this world make absolutely no sense! I can’t tell what is going to be able to kill me because apparently I can take shots of fire to the face and not die or become completely incapacitated as what usually would happen!

John looked over to the others in the Tea Shop. It would be just fine with him if he just disappeared into China… maybe became a royal guard or something like that… doesn’t matter… nothing mattered…