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Unlike the dining room, this cabin screams luxury. From the thick plush carpet to the isolated rooms, it appears that first class is the place to be if you want to travel in style. The kitchens in the dining car are also right on the other side of the door, ensuring that the food privately ordered will arrive quickly and on time.

However due to the recent events the first class cabin has undergone a few changes. Where what was once a cabin filled with private rooms has been turned into a quasi-hospital for the injured. The walls that broke the cabin up into smaller rooms have disappeared, giving the cabin an eerie hospital appearance.

Despite this, the beds are still plush and comfortable, as their mattresses were made with imported dove feathers complete with blankets woven out of the finest spider silk. It's a pity that soon these sheets will be ruined by the various ichors and liquids that will leek out of your body due to the injuries, but hey – it's nothing a FEAR doctor can't patch up.

Too bad there isn't a FEAR doctor on this train.

Currently Present:

Players:

• II-Sinister Cadaver-II is playing a(n) Reaper/Warlock named Ahikiko
  
• Ary Keeyara is playing a(n) Reaper/Shamen named Salali Powaqa
  
• DraconicFeline is playing a(n) Monster/Sahuagin named Balumf
  
• Dragain is playing a(n) Reaper/Necromancer named Fauste
  
• Nerpin is playing a Demon/Nekogami named Jack-B-Nimble
  
• Sosiqui is playing a(n) Ghost/Poltergeist named Puck
  
• Zee Oddwyn is playing a(n) Monster/Sandworm (Beetlegeuse) named Cooper
  
• DarkHeartedSorrows is playing a(n) Monster/Weretiger named Faint
  
• AyeAvast is playing a Reaper/Witch named Belladonna Divine
  
• Quirm is playing a(n) Ghost/Poltergeist named Perlie
  

NPCs:
Tok Claworth, M, 15, Monster/Raptor: Smart enough to figure out how to open doors, but that's about it. RPed by StarieMichie
???, Skeleton. First victim. Currently stacked in a corner in pieces.

Tok stared in wonder as he was rushed out of the luxury room he was staying, and it was transformed into some sort of hospital. His parents didn't shell out the big bucks for him to be shuffled around like this. An attendant had asked him to move to the main room, but he refused on principle. He sat back down on his plush bed with his tiny, little, clawed hands folded together, completely full of ignorant bliss as to what was happening around him.

That was until they started bringing the injured in. The first was a skeleton that looked like he really wasn't in good shape.... or rather, any shape at all. He had been smashed to pieces. The second looked like a practitioner of the dark arts who might not be practicing them any time soon. The gashes looked pretty nasty. Tok guessed that they were from a vicious machete or something equally as bad. Yeah, it was definitely a machete, or maybe one of those Ginsu knives. Those things were sharp.

He blankly stared at the new comer. Then again, Tok always had a blank stare on his face. "Made what angry?"

Tok felt out of the loop. He was always out of the loop. He should have been used to it by now. He wasn't though. Tok could be kind of a d**k sometimes.

"Hey man, it was just a simple question. I saw that look you gave me too." He stared at the floor sadly. It was hard being a dinosaur.

It was hard for Salali to really understand what had happened...and it was a while before she could even seem to form thoughts at all. When she'd fallen suddenly, as if the connection between her brain and body had been instantly severed, she'd been unable to move and her mind was numb. It was as if it were recovering from being punched and slowly the throbbing awareness came back to her. What was terrifying was that awareness was mainly of...well, the fact that she felt as if she were missing her whole body.

Her eyes shuddered before they opened and a sharp intake of air was the only reaction of shock she could muster as she frantically swept her eyes around in their sockets, straining to see her lower half. It was difficult, as she now found herself lying in a soft, white bed, but much to her relief she was able to see her chest and slivers of her legs and arms from how she was positioned. She choked on that relief, barely managing to take it as a positive at all. She was whole, untouched, but she couldn't move...not at all. It was probably the stillest she'd ever been in her entire life.

A whine escaped her mouth, the kind that was usually followed with tears. "The fox ate me...it ate me...it didn't even need the dark...it ate me...it ate me..."

Tok sat there stunned. It was getting crowded in here. He liked his personal space, and he foresaw losing more of it soon.

Looking over at the pile of loud bones in the corner, he thought about how he'd like to make parts of him into toothpicks. He used too many big words.

That being said, his heart was not without sympathy, and he felt sorry for what was happening to these people. Still unsure of what exactly was going on though, he didn't know how to offer reassuring words to any of them.

He racked his small brain, and came up with the best thing he could, "They give you a complementary dinner for riding luxury class". Tok gave a toothy smile. That should cheer them up. Everyone loves dinner.

From her position on the bed Salali couldn't see everyone in the cabin with her and she rolled her eyes in surprise at the voice of the skeleton...not that she knew that's who it was. She strained, but there was no way of seeing him without moving. "Can't walk," she explained. "No response...dead battery. No response no..." Talking of it seemed to upset her and she blinked her eyes frantically as they watered.

When she heard Akihiko she swiveled her gaze again. Since he was in the bed nearby she could see him, although with some difficulty. She sucked in another breath and stumbled over it as she exclaimed, "You speak! You live in your wounds!" Perhaps that was meant to be a statement of 'you're alright'. Regardless she made the first clear statement she'd said all day, "Thank goodness..." And of course she had to end oddly, "Not badness."

Salali paused in her now between a few gasping hiccups, something she seemed to have picked up in her distress at being so incapacitated, and asked, "A voice without a body...the word cannot see, as my world needs the eyes which are fixed, immobile in overall space. Who? The body of the voice is a who." Her eyes continued to flit around the best they could, but no matter how she tried she couldn't see anyone at the moment except Akihiko. She hadn't even realized at this point that there were two persons she couldn't see and therefore two voices and two bodies, of sorts.

"Noise noise...it sounds like an eruption, but of what? What has happened in the mountain?" she closed her eyes, eyelids fluttering perhaps in replace of her usual body tremors of which she was now absent. It had taken her a while to notice...to notice all the noise. In all honesty, though, if she couldn't be fully aware of her surroundings in the cabin, how was she supposed to understand what was going on out there.

Faint awoke in the injured cabin with a rib rattling cough, holding onto his throat gingerly. Goddamn that hurt. Really, really bad. He couldn't remember what had happened. "I supposed that means I blacked out..." he grumbled and swirled on the bed he'd been given to plant his boots on the more stable floor. His head was swimming and he felt weak. And his neck was burning like alcohol on fire. He'd definitely blacked out.

He blinked and looked around the slightly dimmer cabin. This was a definite change of scenery, and it took observation of Salali and Ahikiko to figure out where he was. "Injured cabin? What happened?"