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8/1/2025, 7:43:48 PM
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You wake up sore when a shrill whistle echoes across the train as it slows to a gentle, near-silent halt. Instinctively looking to your left, you can’t help but feel a little cheated when you remember there aren’t any windows.
Not like you could see anything through ‘em anyways, but still!
”Attention all passengers!” Chirps a cheery, if not somewhat mechanical voice through the intercom lurking in the corner of your car like a hornet’s nest, ”We have arrived in UMBERAL! Please carefully inspect your cabin for personal belongings before disembarking. TRIMBAULT ACADEMY and THE UMBERAL DEPARTMENT OF CITY WORKS welcome you to our fine city and wish you all the best in your many endeavors!”
Yea, we’ll see about that, you scoff under your breath, giving the catthing pressed against you a few scritches behind the ears.
“MmmMMmMm….” Purrs the pint-sized performer as she pries her face from your now drool-soaked chest and rubs the sleep from her eyes, “Home at last…” Tzah-Tzie makes her declaration with a sleepy scowl plastered on her face before engaging in an almost feline BIIIIIIIIIIIGGG STREEEEETTTCH!
“About damn time.” Grumbles Rezalith, the devil sitting across from you with the usual frown on her mug. “Gonna lose my mind if I have to spend another minute on this stupid train!”
You greet the demon with a weary grin. She certain she hasn’t lost it already?
“Go to Hell!”
Oh how you missed this…
It takes a little more effort to wake Volka–the poor Skog paralyzed by a deep slumber fueled by the veritable FEAST you all had in the DINING CAR before retiring for a nap. When TT’s singing and… Striiliiing? doesn’t work, a few smacks to the face from Rezzie’s tail does…
“S-STAY BACK!” Sputters the Skog, waking wide-eyed and bewildered as she nearly punches a hole in the wall next to her, “... Oh. ‘M-mornin’, everyone~”
“‘Mornin’ yourself, sleepyhead.” Smirks the Spinner as she climbs off of you and back onto her own seat, “Sweet dreams?”
“Ough,” Grumbles Volka as a bellowing yawn leaves her lips, “I wish...”
“Well, we’re here.” Rezzie states, hopping out of her chair smiling and… wow, you forgot how short she is! “Shall we start with the burning first, or the slaughter? I’m partial to both, but if I had to pick-”
All in due time, you interject diplomatically, you gotta track down your targets first… and that means we-
“Have to spend DAYS wandering aimlessly and having stupid conversations?” The hellion interrupts with a groan that’d do any teenager proud, “You’re so predictable, AnTURD. That’s another problem of yours, y’know.”
>CONTD.
You wake up sore when a shrill whistle echoes across the train as it slows to a gentle, near-silent halt. Instinctively looking to your left, you can’t help but feel a little cheated when you remember there aren’t any windows.
Not like you could see anything through ‘em anyways, but still!
”Attention all passengers!” Chirps a cheery, if not somewhat mechanical voice through the intercom lurking in the corner of your car like a hornet’s nest, ”We have arrived in UMBERAL! Please carefully inspect your cabin for personal belongings before disembarking. TRIMBAULT ACADEMY and THE UMBERAL DEPARTMENT OF CITY WORKS welcome you to our fine city and wish you all the best in your many endeavors!”
Yea, we’ll see about that, you scoff under your breath, giving the catthing pressed against you a few scritches behind the ears.
“MmmMMmMm….” Purrs the pint-sized performer as she pries her face from your now drool-soaked chest and rubs the sleep from her eyes, “Home at last…” Tzah-Tzie makes her declaration with a sleepy scowl plastered on her face before engaging in an almost feline BIIIIIIIIIIIGGG STREEEEETTTCH!
“About damn time.” Grumbles Rezalith, the devil sitting across from you with the usual frown on her mug. “Gonna lose my mind if I have to spend another minute on this stupid train!”
You greet the demon with a weary grin. She certain she hasn’t lost it already?
“Go to Hell!”
Oh how you missed this…
It takes a little more effort to wake Volka–the poor Skog paralyzed by a deep slumber fueled by the veritable FEAST you all had in the DINING CAR before retiring for a nap. When TT’s singing and… Striiliiing? doesn’t work, a few smacks to the face from Rezzie’s tail does…
“S-STAY BACK!” Sputters the Skog, waking wide-eyed and bewildered as she nearly punches a hole in the wall next to her, “... Oh. ‘M-mornin’, everyone~”
“‘Mornin’ yourself, sleepyhead.” Smirks the Spinner as she climbs off of you and back onto her own seat, “Sweet dreams?”
“Ough,” Grumbles Volka as a bellowing yawn leaves her lips, “I wish...”
“Well, we’re here.” Rezzie states, hopping out of her chair smiling and… wow, you forgot how short she is! “Shall we start with the burning first, or the slaughter? I’m partial to both, but if I had to pick-”
All in due time, you interject diplomatically, you gotta track down your targets first… and that means we-
“Have to spend DAYS wandering aimlessly and having stupid conversations?” The hellion interrupts with a groan that’d do any teenager proud, “You’re so predictable, AnTURD. That’s another problem of yours, y’know.”
>CONTD.
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