Asylum (Semi Lit)

[~Forbidden Truth~]

Ronan nodded. "Okay," she said. Last time, Axel had told her they had seven minutes to go, and now it was three. Had their entire conversation only taken four minutes? It seemed longer, but that must have had something to do with her semi-sleepiness or something.

Xero mumbled something in his sleep, shifting a little. He was now very close to the end of his seat, as if he were about to fall off. He shifted again, falling down onto the floor with a thump. "Ow!" he said, waking up immediately. "What happened?" he asked. "Why am I on the floor? Did I fall? Why didn't anyone catch me?" A flurry of questions flew out of his mouth as he stared up at Verran, Axel, and Ronan.

[Simply Emotional]

Verran smiled, "You were sleeping, we didn't want to wake..." Verran's eyes widened, and Axel stood up. "I'll be back in a minute, I have some buisness with the train driver." Verran knew what he meant, they weren't stopping, they were continuing to go through the station.

[~Forbidden Truth~]

Ronan nodded, letting Axel go. She looked over at Xero, chuckling once. "Sorry Xero, but I guess that's what you get for falling asleep on a moving train." She grabbed his hand, pulling him up onto his seat.

Xero crossed his arms, a angry but childish glare in his eyes. "Well, I woke up anyway!" he shouted loudly. "And I hit my head!" He rubbed the sore spot on his head where it hit the train floor. "But I'm fine..." he murmured, more quietly. "I've had worse..."

[Simply Emotional]

Verran smiled, but it slowly disappeared. Axel came back a few minutes later, sitting down next to Verran. "It seems that this train is going to come to an abrupt stop in a second." He said, wiping blood off of his hands. A second later, the whole train shook as it stopped suddenly, the very back carts ramming into the front carts. "We better go quickly."

[~Forbidden Truth~]

( ?)

Ronan didn't see the blood on Axel's hand, but she still furrowed her eyebrows, wondering what had happened. "Uh, Axel?" she asked, stretching the words out. "What did you do?" Still, she stood up and started walking down the aisle, out of the train. Xero looked around, confused. He still sat in his seat, not moving or showing any sign of getting out of it anytime soon.

[Simply Emotional]

(^_^)

Verran picked Xero up, throwing him over his shoulder, and carrying him out of the train. Axel sighed, following them out, and started walking back in the direction of the trainstation. "Rex says to do this, Rex says to do that..." He muttered to himself, continuing to walk.

[~Forbidden Truth~]

Ronan ran out through the door, and turned around, waiting for the others. Xero pounded his fists on Verran's back. "Hey! Let me go!" he yelled, struggling. "Why are you doing this? Let me go! Let me out of here!" He continued to pound his fists on Verran's back, and even started kicking him, swinging his legs around aimlessly.

[Simply Emotional]

Verran sighed, knowing he'd have bruises, but he really didn't care. Making it out the door, he sat Xero down on the ground, looking over at Axel. "A ten minute walk, and we will be in the station." He kept his gaze on Axel, not sure if they were entirely safe from him at the moment. He didn't want to think of his brother as dangerous, but kept in mind that he could be. "Axel, are you okay?" He asked softly, and Axel tilted his head to look at him. "I guess..."

[~Forbidden Truth~]

Xero kept struggling until Verran let him down. He blinked, looking around. "Huh?" he murmured, looking slightly confused. Then his eyes widened. "Aw, I forgot something back at that dark place..." he said, referring to the asylum. "Oh, well. Nevermind..."

Ronan glanced over at Verran and Axel, wondering what they were talking about, and what Verran meant by Axel being okay. She didn't think about it too much, though. "So, where are we going?" she asked, since she wasn't very familiar with the area.

[Simply Emotional]

"Back to the station, we have reached L.A." Verran said, glancing back at them, but keeping his eye on Axel. He knew by the blood on Axel's hands that he had killed the driver, and was hesitant to continue on with him the way he was now. Verran began walking, watching Axel's posture, anything he did. Axel kept yelling at himself in a hushed voice, having a fight with Rex.