SKREEEEE!

[strangerpeople]

SKREEEEE!

[It's about three o'clock when the train suddenly hears something like the cry of a crow. It's not coming from inside the train, either; it's coming from the outside.

Almost instantly, the speaker system comes to life, and the Conductor's voice echoes through the cars.]

Attention, all passengers and crew! We are under attack. Please come to armaments if you are willing. Otherwise, please congregate in the lounge for your own safety. Immediately, please.

I will meet those of you coming to the weapons.

Comments

[katzenpfote]

... Oh.

[Once again, things are his fault. He brushes Frumpking off of his lap and goes to grab a few napkins and some water to clean Minato's hands off.]

We will... figure something out.

[biddentodance]

[He can guess exactly where Caleb's mind went.]

Isn't necessarily that. Vespertine vanished six months ago. Lot can happen in six months.

[It means he'll have trouble fighting, if he needs to, but...that's fine. He'll figure something out.]

[katzenpfote]

There is no way we were missing for six months. Nott would have torn a hole in every plane looking for me if that were true.

[Is he joking? It's hard to say.]

[biddentodance]

[It isn't lightening the mood any, if he is. Minato looks away. There's no one coming for him.]

.....Will find a way to get you back.

[katzenpfote]

And we will find a solution for your problems as well.

[biddentodance]

[....it hurts....]

Too late... If it's really been six months, then it's too late.

[katzenpfote]

It has not been. We will have time.

[biddentodance]

Had....less than two months left. Already been a week here, plus the time on the Vespertine, and however much in between...

[He's running out of time fast, if it's not already over.]

[katzenpfote]

We will figure it out. Do not lose hope. At least one of us needs it.

[biddentodance]

-Right... Sorry. [He's been staring down the barrel of a gun for ten long years, and after everything that's happened.....hope is hard.]

[katzenpfote]

[Frumpkin rubs against Minato's legs, purring.]

Let us sit down... we will be safe soon.

[biddentodance]

[Frumpkin is a very good friend. Minato lets Caleb guide to a seat.]

...don't like being useless....

[katzenpfote]

I do not either, but without my magic there is little I can do.

[biddentodance]

Know several kinds of fighting, but....need my hands for all of them. Even if I could summon, Evoker's got some kickback...

[katzenpfote]

... I do not know enough transmutation magic to be able to shape bones or flesh, so I cannot be much help there.

[biddentodance]

It's alright.....just realizing how much I took them for granted.

[katzenpfote]

Well, hands are generally quite... handy.

[Is that a joke? Hard to tell when he doesn't smile.]