hold the milk put back the sugar [OPEN]

[trollofthree]

Characters: EVERYONE
Format: ANYTHING
This log is: open a cereal party you guys
Location: Dining Hall
Summary: BREAKFAST. It happens every day. It's also a great place to run into people whilst half-asleep, half-dressed and half-everything else.

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[queenscheckmate]

She smiled back at him. But soon that smile faded.

"I've been okay, I guess. Just finding out some information... Tried to leave and that didn't work out so well."

[trollofthree]

"Yeah?" He straightened slightly, his own grin falling just after hers. He hadn't tried to leave yet, but that was mainly because they were being held in an unknown foreign world and he wasn't willing to face the paperwork it would take to explain how he'd even managed that to Beatrix later.

Let alone how they were in another world to start with. "What did you try?"

[queenscheckmate]

"The tracks. We followed them back. But then... something strange happened. We heard the whistle of the tram come closer and closer, but there was no train car, no nothing. We blinked and we were back where we started."

[trollofthree]

Gino blinked. Blinked and gave her the benefit of the doubt. "You sure someone didn't just knock you out?"

[queenscheckmate]

"It takes a lot to knock me out, you know that. And besides like I said, it wasn't just me."

[trollofthree]

"Yeah, exactly. Who'd you go with?"

[queenscheckmate]

"Meryl. She's an ally of sorts."

[trollofthree]

A Player. He recognised the name from the screens, but didn't have a face to put to it. "And she heard the same thing? The tram whistle."

[queenscheckmate]

"Yeah. The same thing. If the tram had actually been there, it would have hit us... that's how loud the sound was."