the orient express

You can't ignore me forever, Isabelle.

Surely I can’t be the only one who feels as though something increasingly suspicious is going on around here as of late? General train madness aside, of course. First the lockout and now there are rumors of some sort of impending rescue going around on the Network it seems...

Isabelle knows about Max. If she hasn't already, she might be heading your way.

I have enough coats to open up my own shop. Come grab yours or I keep the cute ones for myself. Alec, there's one here that you need to try on!

I'm mildly disappointed that my closet has yet to spontaneously fill itself up with new clothes. One can never have too many boots.

If you tell anyone about this I will

I have a favor to ask you. And you have to promise not to laugh.

Have you ever been to China? I assume you must have at some point, right? It crossed my mind today while trying to avoid whatever this singing epidemic is on the train.

Want to practice shooting again? I need to let off some steam

How does someone get rid of glitter from a party a week or so ago? I am still finding it in my hair. And yes! Before anyone asks, I have showered. Multiple times.

For anyone who might be interested I am hosting a party tonight in the Parlor Car. Drinks, dancing, all things fabulous. You get the idea. No dress code though glitter is highly encouraged ;)

Lovely Isabelle, I’m thinking that I’m going to take you up on your suggestion after all and throw a party. Maybe in the parlor car? Come and help me convince your brother to wear something other than that awful black t-shirt.

Alec, I just need to tell you that it wasn't /gravy/, but the /chicken/ is gone.

Jace agreed to babysit Abraham for a couple of hours.

First zombies, then strange babies I have this odd desire to wear yellow, and now ghosts?

I really don't understand how people find this train bad. I've been nothing but entertained by these events.

Ghosts aren't much of a challenge, though. I think I preferred the zombies.

I went back to the room and are you still

Where are you?

How adorable! I love children and this one is no exception! He is quite a handful, though, but I believe I have managed to get the smell under control.

His name; however, left much to be desired! Jonathan Shadowhunter? Oh no, no. That just won't do! What sort of name is that anyway?

In any case, I am henceforth referring to him as Reginald Winthrop Upland III. It is a far more fitting name and it suits him quite well if I do say so myself.

You should see the adorable suit I've conjured up for him! He looks darling in powder blue!

So...I know that we just moved in together and everything, but don’t you think you should have talked to me about this first? It’s a pretty big step...

I am serious Alexander, why on EARTH is there a BABY in our room!? Where are you? It’s crying. Loudly.

I thought that maybe I should inform everyone that I was bitten by one of the zombies. I have not however had any symptoms? Yet, at least. I think it's safe to say I won't turn into one.

Unless it takes a long time then I am unsure.
Even if the long term danger is alleviated, the initial bite is not pleasant. I do not recommend it.

For a time it seemed like I had forgotten what stationary felt like! Just in time too, I do not think I can stand another moment of being confined to this cabin.

Shall we, William? We have been exceedingly lax in our patrolling duties as of late.

I was really hoping the train was done with sending people home, but I was wrong. No, looks like the train decided to send my sister back home. Her name is off the door and all her stuff is gone. Well, this evening is turning out great.