+8+

[powerfulbruiser]

::Things sure were lonely inside the train now that Howl had left. Molly hadn't grown particularly close to him, but it had been nice to have someone to share the room with. It had almost been like having a small reminder of how it was back at home. As in, there was always someone there to look out for her. Releasing a sigh, she dug around her room

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[piemakers_touch]

::bundling up in a scarf and gloves, Ned heads down the A cart, intent on determining how many people are on the train, and is counting off aloud::

::as he goes past Molly, glances at her and speaks:: ....Seventeen....

[powerfulbruiser]

::Pokes her head out the door:: ...What are you doing?

[piemakers_touch]

Counting. I'm counting.

...Don't let my inherent weirdness disturb you. ::clears throat awkwardly:: Ahem. Hello.

[powerfulbruiser]

It's already disturbing me. ::Stands against doorframe::

Whatcha counting?

[goddesshelphim]

::Lezard shuffles into the room, holding a huge bag of what seems to be nothing but thick, hardcover books, with one of them held out in front of him. He seems completely oblivious to what's going on, and he's mumbling things under his breath...::
Odd, odd... It seems like... In this world, fire can only be created through striking one up with these 'match' things, or using...
::He trails off, slowly noticing Molly::
... Oh. Hello.

[powerfulbruiser]

Hi.

...Who're you?

[goddesshelphim]

Lezard Valeth.
::Dumps his bag on a bed which seems unused::
... This bed is free, correct?

[powerfulbruiser]

Yeah.

But I don't think you can just take it for yourself like that.