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Seila had looked up from her little list for the game and respond to Corbin to tell him her name when someone ran into the car yelling, then abruptly left, and had several others yelling after him. She had shrunk down in her seat, not liking the yelling and angry looks the others were giving. Then all of a sudden things went flying, people were being knocked down, and then Corbin stood up and, well, seemed to try and use his fear to no avail. Seila was really worried now. She curled her legs as tight to her as she possibly could, everything she had been holding like the list and pen had been forgotten.

When Corbin grabbed her shoulders she knew he wanted her to stay put so she wouldn't get hurt and she nodded in acknowledgement.

She looked after him as he went to go fight, whatever it was, and watched him crawl over the seats, she had no idea what he was doing but she kept an eye on him. Then all of a sudden he flung himself at whatever it was, but didn't hit it, more just hit a row of seats. She gasped and jumped up. She really wanted to go and help him up, he had been so nice to her so far and she couldn't really just leave him there. So she looked around to see if she could spot something to throw at it, grabbed the closest heavy item she could find, which turned out to be a lost shoe, and threw it to distract the thing. She then took off running towards Corbin, not caring if she actually hit or not, as long as it stayed away from her.

FINALLY something interesting had happened. Braum grinned most wickedly as he watched the chaos, and quickly pulled his wings back up behind him as best he could, flapping them once, HARD. It sent a gust of wind down the middle aisle from the force of it, some random objects being blown onto whatever invisible creature there was. It bellowed as things hit it and Braum laughed with more mirth in his eyes than he'd had this entire trip.

He really did thrive on chaos, and this was no different. His only regret was that he hadn't joined the fray earlier, and had opted to watch the chaos unfold. It was so much more fun being part of the problem.

(( Rollin' ....RP post coming. XD; ))

Israfel was backed up on a wall, and called out to his angry little toterror. "Bite em in thums nose!" Sadly, by this time, his toterror had realized his master was plastered. In an act of self preservation, the thing went to an open window and ditched.

Israfel was sad. His toterror didn't even say goodbye.

With nothing else to throw really, Jericho got up, ready to try and take the thing head on. However, the Pride demon next to him had already launched herself and failed fairly miserably at it. Shaking his head to himself on that, he quickly brought his arms up as a strong blast of wind rushed past, causing him to growl at the demon responsible.

If that wasn't enough, someone just had to start screaming some blasted song! Flinching at the horrendous excuse for singing, the dragon covered his ears and glared at the apparently drunk Siren.

"Dammit! Are you trying to make everyone's ears bleed?!" he snapped at the singer before moving to try and help Riley back to her feet.

Twitch had a real knack for tuning out the world and going unnoticed. He also had a real knack for coming back to reality at the worst possible moments.

So far the were-gerbil had gone fairly unnoticed in the train car, and of course the moment he snapped back to the real world was the moment when
A: The most horrific drunken singing ever pierced the ears of all involved (and poor Twitch had some big ears)
and
B: Some weird a** ghost reindeer was wrecking their s**t.

This was not cool.

So once more Twitch turned to the things that had never failed him in the past. The magic glowing sticks had gotten him past injured imps in a maze and................well they've done many things okay? So clearly chucking one at the ghost reindeer would stop it dead in it's tracks and everything could return to normal (with Twitch being distracted by EVERY SHINY THING EVER).

Or he could miss. That could happen too. Damn.

The Siren's song hit Corbin hard and once again he found himself holding his ears. His feathers were getting ruffled, wings fidgeting and flapping in protest at the piercing shrill of the drunken student. A quiet growl escaped the frustrated Wraith but he quickly pushed it aside, unwilling to let it affect Seila. It wasn't as though the Siren was directing the noise onto him, so he had no right nor inclination to screech right back at the other bird.

How exactly they planned to hit it was definitely a good question and with his own attempt as well as the other Demon's, it was a safe bet that body slams were ineffective. Objects, however... "Maybe if it gets hit with something from a distance it'll get weak and take a physical hit, too," the Crow made a fist for emphasis, glancing back at the red lit area. Objects were swirling around it, now, as if in a makeshift shield. "We could try it, at least. One of us throws something, nails it, then the other goes in for a hit."

Glancing back, he gave her a sympathetic look, the traces of a smile floating in his black markings. "Think you can handle the throwing?" He wasn't about to let her get whacked and at least if he got hit all of his resulting aggression would be put towards the deer anyway, only motivating him further. If things went well and this actually worked then they might have a shot at ridding their car of this safety hazard.

The sooner the better.

(( > w < <3 ))

She realized that Jericho was offering her help to get up, and quickly took his hand, pulling herself back up to her feet. Well, wasn't that nice of him.

Thanks. She whispered, offering the mental equivalent of a smile (which was nothing more than a gentle brush against his mind) and stalking back to the reindeer. Oh, good. They could see it now. All the better for Riley to kick it in the face with her boot.

Alas, but it was not meant to be. A step before she was to lift her foot back and deliver the final blow, that dreadful wad of I Spy paper came back to haunt her. She slipped on it, but grabbed one corner of a seat on each side to keep from falling. Instead of the deadly blow she'd meant to deliver, she barely nicked the reindeer - right in it's little red nose.

Still, that had to sting.

Someone kill this thing right now or so help me.. her maniacal though boldly projected through the entire cabin, and boy, did it sound angry.