Kaiba dons his orange as he usually does on this day, but for someone who's not often talkative on a good day...he's even less so than usual today. He's tightly wound, stance rigid, knuckles white as he balls his fists.
They're sent onto the platform. He immediately takes stock of the departing crew, the former passengers off on their way into nothingness. No familiar shock of hair appears, and he lets out the breath he's been holding---but the tension's still there.
Normally this would be the point where he'd help orient new teammates, but he's so not in the mood right now. He immediately turns back toward the edge of the platform, ready to board the moment they're allowed in...but should he swivel too fast and bump into someone, they'll get a brief 'sorry'.
on the train Once aboard, Kaiba immediately turns his attention to the train changes. There's been a big adjustment to the sleeper cars, and the winner of the poll is...?
A couples' car. Of course it is. He glares at the doors as though they personally offended him, snarls, and whirls around to head back to his room. It just has to rub their happiness in his face, doesn't it.
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Kaiba dons his orange as he usually does on this day, but for someone who's not often talkative on a good day...he's even less so than usual today. He's tightly wound, stance rigid, knuckles white as he balls his fists.
They're sent onto the platform. He immediately takes stock of the departing crew, the former passengers off on their way into nothingness. No familiar shock of hair appears, and he lets out the breath he's been holding---but the tension's still there.
Normally this would be the point where he'd help orient new teammates, but he's so not in the mood right now. He immediately turns back toward the edge of the platform, ready to board the moment they're allowed in...but should he swivel too fast and bump into someone, they'll get a brief 'sorry'.
on the train
Once aboard, Kaiba immediately turns his attention to the train changes. There's been a big adjustment to the sleeper cars, and the winner of the poll is...?
A couples' car. Of course it is. He glares at the doors as though they personally offended him, snarls, and whirls around to head back to his room. It just has to rub their happiness in his face, doesn't it.