Neptune set to picking out a FAVORITE butterfly from her bracelet. "And I'll name it Raaaaaiden," she whispered to herself. Hmm. Maybe the pretty blue one.... Hmm....

She kicked off her shoes to get comfortable, then wiggled her toes and flipped the bracelet over. "I'm not telling you that. You might run off to see him and I dont WANT you to." So yeah. "But, if I know him," and you can bet she DID, "he's already asleep somewhere. XellyBelly likes to sleep."

Neptune GIGGLED and pulled her socked feet up into the seat with her. "This one," she announced, holding the little blue butterfly between her fingers, "will be my Raiden." GIGGLE.

Lexi furrowed her brow as she saw conflict clear on Lorcan's face. Like he was trying to feel something different than what he did. Placing her hand on his shoulder she said, "It's okay to feel whatever it is you feel, you know."

She perked up a bit at the thought of writing his mum. "Yes, that would be lovely, Nems. Of course I will write to her, how else am I going to thank her for the scarf." she said with a grin.

Damien had this strange feeling...you know that feeling when you just know someone is watching you? Well he had that feeling. He turned his head and noticed the girl from the icecream shop standing outside the train compartment. She looked a little lost, so he waved at her to come in. Might as well try to make some friends before school started right?

Emilia's eyes widened with shock as one of the boys waved for her to enter. She opened the door to the compartment and stuck her head in.
"Hi." she smiled shyly.
"Got any room?" she continued a line of sarcasm in her voice as she looked into the packed compartment.

"Sitting all alone... well weren't you walking alone a minute ago?" Adam smirked, looking towards the corridor-thingy outside the compartment door. "So that makes you a loser, right? Oh... but then again, you have got some HOT friends," he added, winking. Because he totally meant himself. And he did have hot friends. -cough-Lori-cough-

But he soooo wasn't going to tell her that.

"You'd tell me to leave?" Adam asked, a little incredulusly, frowning. "But I was here first, that's totally not fair!" Looking down as Lori's cat jumped into her lap, Adam dived after Hanson as the little Tabby Cat jumped over to the opposite seats and pawed at Lori a little bit. Catching him, Adam struggled to keep him still but did it. "Sorry about that," Adam explained, blushing a little. "He's very excited, unlike me."

"A fine question indeed." Chaucer voiced from over his book. He was slightly irritated with the crowd, but only because it was just another person to compete with. That, and he had no idea how anyone was going to manage an ounce of sleep with the quarters as packed as they were.

Damien laughed quietly, 'any room?' that was like asking if you could fit 9 people in a 8 person elevator. Bad example, but he couldn't come up with anything else. He squished closer to the window and indicated the free spot beside him. "We can always find room, no sense in leaving someone to wander the train now is there?"

"Of course we have room," Kellen eyed the seat and a half Chaucer was occupying. If Kellen had to give up his extra space, so did he.

The earplug rolled to a stop near Kellen's foot, and he picked it up, "Come on, Elric, it's not mine." He balanced it on his thumb and flicked it casually at his cousin, "It's Chaucer's."
The earplug flew from his finger with more speed than he was intending, and he realized Chaucer must have bought a lighter variety than normal...

Emilia glared at the guy who she finally remember was named Chaucer, she wasn't going to reply to his comment.
However Emilia did notice that the guy that waved to her had moved closer to the window and there was a small enough space for her to squish into.

She hoped up on the seat and pushed her things under her legs so they were out of the way.

She then heard the guy named Kellen speak up about there being room. This made her giggle as he was wedged in between two other students and didn't look very comfortable.

"Thanks." she smiled with a wink.

Chaucer gave Kellen a piercing look as he slowly closed his book and placed it on his lap. The ear plug had landed on the bunch of hair that framed his face and dangled in mock-purgatory between ear and shoulder-level. This was an act of war!
"Am I to set my life upon a throw
Because a bear is rude and surly?"
Chaucer quoted with exaggerated airs. He grabbed the stray projectile from his hair and flicked it right back at Kellen. "The answer of course is obvious." He grinned playfully.

No problem. he replied with a smile He stared at her out of the corner of his eye...what was her name again? Emily...no no that wasn't it...close but not it...

He looked over at Kellen as he flicked the earplug at his cousin. You sure they're not yours Stern? For all I know it's you who snores like a beached whale. Appearences are deceiving afterall. He snickered waiting for a reply.

Emilia watched the fanfair over the ear plug with mock amusement. She noticed that the boy who had moved for her was looking at her, studying her. She could see the cogs working in his mind.

"Emilia." she said, holding out her hand.

Lori sighed a little bit. "I had Verity. I was NOT alone. Your cat doesn't count. Verity is part human." She looked down at the kitten smiling and petted her ears lightly as she pull d her legs up onto the seat and watched Adam closely. "I do, do I? Apat from Gold that is... I dont really have any other friends. You're outta luck Adam." She chuckled softly and turned her attention to her kitten.

Momentarily, that was.
Because, seconds later, he was speaking again.

Firstly, she rolled her eyes and sighed. "Sure I would. It's totally fair. I'm the better looking one. And Verity likes the look and feel of this compartment, so it's ours now. So we can kick you and that cat out." She smiled at him afterwards, and flinched as his cat jumped at her. "ADAM! Control that thing! Its scared poor Verry." She squealed at him as she pulled her kitten into a hug.

He blushed a little realizing he'd been caught. Nice to meet you Emilia, I'm Damien. I don't think we were properly introduced at the icecream place. he said, accepting her hand and shaking it politely.

Lorcan looked at her, a little bit scared that she knew him so well. "Well, I'm meant to be sad, aren't I? I'm just not sure what to feel. Every time I try, I just remember what she was like and feel angry." He looked away from Lexi, ashamed of himself.

"Mum will like that." He said quietly, staring at his hands.

"Oy!" Kellen gave an involuntary blink as the earplug bounced off his cheek, but caught it as it fell.


"I don't snore," which was true; his mother had signed him up for a year long Aesthetic Sleeping and You course against his will, but at least now he resembled a Disney Princess when he slept. Apparently.

"Appearances are deceiving," he agreed, thinking of Damien's diminutive height. The snickering was uncalled for, and he glanced down at the earplug in his hand, "Here Elric, mother always told me to share."

And proceeded to flick the earplug at Damien's nose.

For Yusraa <33
 

Shana walked into a empty compartment. She dumped her bags down and threw her jacket onto the seat oppisit. She sat down near to the window and put her feet on the chair oppisit shifting her jacket over so she didn't get mud or anything else on it cause Tammy had been so nice to buy it her. She looked out the window before writing "I hate Nikki Finn. Shes a Blake stealer." On the window and smirking to herself. She petted Charlie on her lap, how she was going to miss being back at the apartment with Tammy oh and Torin too.

Damien just blinked stupidly as the earplug bounced off his nose. He looked at is were it lay, sitting on his knee. The way Kellen said that....he couldn't possibly be thinking of..dare he say it..his height, or lack there of? no no, he better not have been. Best let that drop for now, no sense in getting into an argument on the train about something he 'thinks' the other was refering to.

Then he blinked again. Wait a moment! he just got hit in the nose with an earplug! An earplug of all things! He reached for the ofending object and and flung it back at Kellen with suprising force. Giving a glare for good measure. If it was war he wanted, it was war he was going to get!

Emilia smiled."I don't think so either."

She dropped her hand and looked out the window and back at Damien.

"What year are you in?" she asked, not really able to tell by his appearance.

He was short in stature like she was and she was alawys mistaken to be younger then she actually was.

She waited patiently for his reply, as she waited an earplug flew by her head and landed on Damien's nose and then rolling onto his lap. She stared stupidly at it and watched as he picked it up and it flew passed her head once again.

He momentarally stoped glaring at Kellen to respond to Emilia. "I'm in fourth year." he stated proudly. "What about yourself?" he asked, making sure to keep an eye on Kellen as well.

"And so it begins. Gentlemen!" Chaucer raised two ear plugs, one in each hand, and held himself as a master of ceremony. A proud grin spread taut over his face as he continued, "Ready your memory foam!"
With that, he gave a quick toss at both Kellen and the other boy before quickly readying his book as a shield.

He dearly hoped no one got travel sickness.

"Fourth year as well." she smiled, she had been right not to judge him. "That means you've transfered, right?"

Emilia looked at Chaucer as the foam flew, she groaned inwardly. "Why were men so immature?"

"That sounds great! And too flamboyant for you? That piece must have been something..." Kate chuckled, just picturing something that could be too flamboyant for this guy...something with feathers maybe? I wonder if I could get him into something with animal print...A goal for this year, that's for sure! "My dear Chaucer, I think I have much to learn from you. We should go shopping sometime! You could show me this store..." Kate looked at him hopefully.

This looked like it was going to turn into a full fledged earplug fight...and she definitely wanted to be a part of the fun! Looking down at the handful of earplugs she held in her hand, she pocketed a few pairs. grinning at Chaucer, she flicked one plug and pegged Kellen right in the middle of his forehead.

Kellen managed to duck Damien's earplug, as he'd clearly seen it coming, but Kate's surprised him and hit as solidly as a foam earplug could. He grinned at her, "Nice shot."

"Memory foam readied," Kellen declared with mock seriousness. "Don't use a book, Chaucer, it's a knock to your manliness."

Kellen naturally assumed the groan was because she didn't have an earplug to throw, and held one out for her, "Here you go!"

"My sweet, keep flinging those plugs like that and I will buy you a shop!" Chaucer laughed. A part of his mind was tugging at him, begging him to cease the childish behaviour he so obviously was exhibiting. But then again...
... this was a duel! A bit of a disorganized one, but he could simply write it off as slightly more eloquent in his journal. He would write about the foggy platform and the taunting violet gaze of his cousin, who initiated the fight. Wands raised, they began their assault, mutter incantation after incantation until others joined in and it became a true battle royale of epic -- Shoot! These bloody plugs will haunt my hair into enternity! He thought as he attempted to brush away the rogue bits on his head.

Chaucer, upon hearing this, threw his book aside with great bravado and ran a quick hand through his hair. "How true! It is rare when you are forced to remind of etiquette, but there you have it. Nothing but my immaculately-gloved hands shall interfere!"
Images of glamorous musketeers and swordsmen came to mind, however inappropriate it may have been for the situation. In Chaucer's mind, the events slowly unfolding in the car were just as worthy of telling as any greater conflict before them. Imagination and self-delusion were powerful tools.