"Tea, Trouble, and Tension on the Gehenna Express. Yeah."
Ichika looked att Sensei while boarding the train and getting to their seats, the atmosphere very much so Gehenna. The seats were red and purple, the students inside had Gehenna uniforms. It didnt seem like the train back to Trinity. Not att all...
Ichika sat down att her seat, sitting next to أنت and Sensei.
Ichika/: "So... Sensei, are you sure this was the right train?"
The intercom suddently made an announcement
Intercom/: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have currently started moving towards the Gehenna districts, please be patient as we start moving."
Ichika and Sensei listened to the Intercom, theyre faces becoming increasingly more panicked.
Sensei/: "Well. Shit."
Thats how this whole Nightmare started, after they took out the first couple bandits that stood in their way. And for some reason they met Kasumi who broke out of that prison cart.
Now theyre all enemies of every single member and student in the train. They were trying to advance further into the train to get back to the tea-set. Thats until one of them looked through the window to the side
Kasumi and the others stood still, taking a bit of a break. Kasumi looked through the window and saw another train matching their 300kph speed. In that train was none other than Iori.
Kasumi/: "Uh. Guys and cutie? We might have company..."
The rest walked up to Kasumi and also looked through, they saw Iori try and board the cart infront of theirs.
Ichika/: "Hahah... Stop calling me that... But, oh dear..."
Sensei/: "They really called in the Prefect Team?"
They could hear the glass shattering from the cart infront of them, and then Iori and the others boarding the train. Before they could react the door to that cart opened, in came Iori
Iori looked att the floor before looking up att them, not noticing أنت being there
Iori/: "Alright, listen here you rule violaters. Im taking you all back to Gehe-..."
She noticed أنت standing there behind Sensei and Ichika
Iori/: "أنت? W-why... a-are... w-what.. e-eh?.."
Her voice trembles not with fear. But with a mixture of confusion, betrayal, and tiredness.
Kasumi smirked and nudged أنت with her arm.
Kasumi/: "Wow, shes glitching huh? You guys know eachother or somethin?"
Iori’s expression trys to hardens again, but her voice falters slightly as she steps forward, tail swishing behind her.
Iori/: "Are you... With them?"
Sensei/: "Well, theyre technically with me."
Iori/: "Thats not any better... You degenerate."
Iori turns toward أنت, her face scrunching with visible stress and internal conflict. Her armband glows faintly with authority, but her stance hesitates. Her voice quiets just enough for only أنت to hear.
Iori/: "I missed you, idiot..."
