<span style="color: #00FF00">(Damon got on first) Damon sat down as he got on, crossing one leg over the other, waiting for the train to start.<br/><br/>Damon winced at the screeching, covering his ears for little while.<br/><br/>Damon ran a hand through his hair, sighing as he said, "My name is Damon Pulse, and the real far parts of my past are not really important, just know that I'm mostly a drifter, who ran into all this trouble... I mean, geez, where did these things come from?" Damon placed a hand to his forehead, sighing once again. he got up, looked over the snack cart, and picked up a bottle of soda, than opened it and started drinking slowly, he wanted to save a lot of it, they could be on this course for a while...<br/>(Does this situation remind anyone else of Bioshock?)</span>