Tokyo Girl

[Dracos]

Heading in after showing the conductor the ticket, Dracos took a seat in the train car, glancing around it while the others entered.  "Well, we've got a ride ahead of us.  And..no apparent disruptions from either  of them so far."

Dracos

[Carthrat]

Tom just stares out the window, drumming his fingers on the glass.

"I'll be surprised if something happens on the train, too," he admits. "After we get off sounds the most likely, uh, hotspot. If there is one."

[Dracos]

"Mmm, as much as it'd be convenient to send us off somewhere crazy or such for certain folks, you're right.  Albeit, I don't expect it logically until we're nearby.  After all, why have a crowd in the way or uncontrolled terrain.  We should talk about something else though... less bad omens and all that junk."

Dracos

[Rezantis]

Nathan is leaning back in his seat, his feet up on another seat in front of him.

"Unless someone can see some convenient way of getting food on this thing, I'm going to try and doze.  If you got anything you want to ask me, now's the time."

[Carthrat]

"Can you teach me the bow trick, just with bullets?"

[Rezantis]

"Don't think I can teach it at all.  Ask Relm for a gauntlet . . . wait, what the hell would be the point of a bullet-sized firebolt?"

[Carthrat]

"Vampires," replies Tom, with utmost seriousness.

[Rezantis]

"Cross Victor and I don't think it'll save you."

Nathan relaxes back in his chair, closing his eyes.  "Anything else?"

[Carthrat]

"-wait, wait. Waaaaaaaaaaaait. What?"

[Rezantis]

Opening his eyes again, he turns his head to at Tom.

"You met Victor back in New Delphi, right?"

[Carthrat]

"Who? Probably. Maybe. I can't remember," replies Tom. "Kind of had stuff on my mind."

[Rezantis]

"Oh.  He hangs out in the mines in New Delphi, he would've been in the computer room.  Anyway, he's a vampire, so your gag backfired 'cause we do actually know one and it might just be a valid reason."

"Anything else?"

[Carthrat]

"I *so* shouldn't have got out of bed three days ago. Or is that six months? I don't know," mutters Tom, stretching back in his chair. "Scary world."

[Rezantis]

"I can stomp on your world view a little more, if you want," Nathan notes helpfully, still trying to get comfortable in these $#@%ing train seats . . .

[Carthrat]

"Be careful. Too many revelations might reduce me into a cowardly wreck," replies Tom, quite comfortable in his seat, if not mind.