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Well. Hell's frozen corners. Breic had thought it'd be another few hours of people pointing fingers of blame at one another. At least some of them thought the pairing up idea was a good one. Better than being shrugged at like the first time he'd said anything.

But there was nothing. No warning, just the thump on the table and then Salali slumping beside him. He gave her a nudge, just in case she'd simply fainted from over-excitement before the train staff came to take her away. Then, he moved of course, but he didn't watch them carry her out. No, he took a very careful look around the cabin at the rest of the occupants, eyes narrowed.

"So who was keeping an eye on the ghosts?"

"I like the idea of a bud-" The Necromancer nodded at Jack, but never got a chance to finish his sentence. At the sudden noise, Fauste almost jumped up from his seat, but managed to compose himself as he immediately turned to the source of the sound. He stared at the broken plate on the floor for a few seconds before inclining his head to look at the shaman, an eye brow lifted - did she fall asleep despite all the commotion? His heart skipped a beat, however, when Ghaun confirmed that she was the third victim of the night.

"W-What? So it seems like the faulty lights are just that - faulty lights," He paused, biting his lower lip just as the lights went out again, half expecting a victim number 4. His eyes followed Haku as he was led away, sighing when the door to the next cabin closed and the Inugami went out of sight; he was sure that Haku was - is - innocent.

Turning to Oliver when he was addressed, Fauste forced a laugh as he shrugged, "After everything that had happened so far, the idea of a possessed train don't seem to be so impossible!" A sigh escaped his lips before he continued, his voice lowered as well, "And if all the attacks so far were done by magic, I suppose a reaper-class might be the cause..."

He then went quiet again for a minute, "Don't think any one of us students here can have that level of magic though right? Unless there's more than just one of them attacking us like the Poltergeist suggested..."

((Belladonna is not accusing for the moment.))

Now that an attack had happened without the use of lights it seemed as if they were all doomed. Her nerves had no where else to go, they had reached their limit and she was scared almost beyond comprehension. That poor girl hadn't done a thing but say things a little differently! Now she was drained of energy and being carted off. Who could do a thing like that?

But, ah, wasn't that all there was left to do? If the victims kept growing it wouldn't matter, so they had to hurry to find the attacker. This was really and truly getting out of hand. No one else needed this hurt.

"I don't quite know if a reaper could have done this. Not a student by any means." Belladonna began, slightly glad that Kasumi was so close. It helped ground her, let her know she wasn't alone in her fear. "Spells are either spoken or made by potions. Unless its another kind I haven't learned of, I'm not sure how else a reaper would have done this sort of thing." She nodded to the other witch, looking for her support.

"Also. Was anyone acting suspiciously towards the girl?" Feeling sorry she hadn't quite caught the girl's name, Belladonna had to use a general term that she felt dishonored her memory. But what else could she do? She wasn't ready to accuse anyone yet and she wasn't just going to go about flying random accusations at people to make herself feel better! What was needed now was logic!

Puck tilted his head at Perlie. "Coulda planned it 'fore gettin' on the train," he said, after a moment's thought. "Bet who's movin' or nothin' won't help. Doesn't need dark, prob'ly doesn't need to move neither."

(( Breic's beginning to think about casting a vote for Puck ))

Breic's narrow gaze settled on the poltergeist again and he folded his arms across his chest. "Do you actually have any ideas, or are you just going to spread suspicion around like soot in water? It seems like you're just going with whatever pops out of someone else's mouth. Give it a minute, and you'll change your mind."

"Again, I didn't do anything to her. How COULD I have? Seriously...and I didn't say she deserved it either, I said she was--IS better off. Wouldn't you rather be in a room apart from the chaos then be in it? Maybe she's safer in there, did you think I might have meant that?" The hairs along his back pressed rigidly against his shirt while those nostrils, attached to a black and relatively large canine nose, twitched and flared. Who was she to point her little fingers at him? Just another suspect in the trial.

"And you know what else?! If you've been listening at all, you would know that I don't exactly have the ability to melt minds or make people pass out involuntarily." Pointing to his eyes where brown stains looked to have been sloppily wiped dry, Oliver continued. "Acid tears, acid drool, not mind control sweetheart."

((Cooper is accusing Breic.))

Four down, now. Cooper had nearly jumped himself into the light fixtures when the loud 'WHUMP' had sounded, accompanied by the staccato of breaking plates. There hadn't even been any loss of light that time! And it looked like his suspicions about Salali had been dead wrong, thankfully not literally.

Then the inugami, Haku, had been taken away, accused for all the attacks, but Cooper couldn't believe that. There had been one person sitting beside Salali when she collapsed. That water-horse person!

"It'shim! It'shim! It'sgottabehim! Hewassittingrightbesideher! Hepoisonedher!" he babbled, pointing at Breic.