the orient express

The train itself may not be so terribly bad, but I can't say I'm enjoying the current scenery. Reminds me a little too much of the home I left behind.

( Justine )

( filtered to Justine )

So, um, during the whole power fiasco switch thing I became human. I made a bad choice and I was wondering if anyone has or knows where to get a pregnancy test from? I'm worried and scared. Any help would be greatly appreciated.

I take back every nice thing I ever said about this bitch of a train.

Thomas? I'm hungry. I don't like this.

Fuck. You. Thomas.

And since no one has said it yet: Toto, I've a feeling we're not in Kansas any more.

Okay, so life on the train, it isn't to bad. I got my girl, and my sister isn't breathing down my neck at every turn.

Only thing I really miss is my brother my car. Train cars just aren't the same as doing 120 with the top down, and Chicago in my rearview.

So, I've resigned myself to the fact no one is going to come and save me.

And maybe this isn't such a bad ride.

Well. This is...new and unusual.

Oh, blast.

This isn't the ministry, is it?

Well...at least I'm not splinched.

And here I thought I could actually do magic now...