[Video, some time near the end of this storm shenanigans]

[myninjainfocard]

[The feed starts out with very obvious shuffling around before finally steadying and focusing. Kabuto sure is looking like a right mess. He's still put on appearances enough to look mostly human, but he looks absolutely haggard, hair very much out of the ponytail and looking wild. His glasses are the only put together part about him. He's seems to have also not bothered with a shirt today, the background some might recognize as the examination room of the medical carriage.

Look, don't ask why he's picked there.

He rubs his hand against his face with a low sigh, right, put together.]

Do we have any idea how much longer this is going to continue on? And what is the point of thinking it practical to stay in the medical carriage to avoid having to go through the nonsense to get here if whatever entity is in charge or the train or whatever it is finds it prudent that I still wake in my assigned bed?

[Even his voice sounds... tired. Just exhausted.]

I suppose it... would make sense on a logical and practical level, but I can't help but feel... annoyed that I evidently can't be treated like a fully grown adult and make my own decisions about when I sleep and where I sleep.

Any... information into this nonsense is greatly appreciated.

Comments

[crouching_sin]

I've seen that happen, but... well. The Arcana are a whole other story. Suffice it to say that it's possible, just unlikely for something non-humanoid to learn and care about the desires and needs of humanoids.

But since we can't get a look inside the driver's compartment, it's a little hard to tell.

And naps are a fantastic use of your time if you have nothing pressing to do.

[Naoya are you sure you're not a cat.]

[myninjainfocard]

Is the train capable of higher thought, you think? Or is it merely all programmed and running off of that program?

That is a problem, isn't it? Is everything the train itself, is there some entity running it, or something entirely different all together. Who knows. Certainly a mystery, but not one I'm particularly interested in caring about at this juncture other than to stop telling me when and where to sleep.

[Sir, why are you like this.]

I can't think of a particular reason or time I'd be taking a nap outside of when I need to sleep. But, then again, I always have something I should or need to be doing. [It's called being a workaholic, Kabuto, that's a problem. Might be someone's a mess currently.]

[crouching_sin]

You need to slow down snd relax. You’re not getting any younger, after all.

[myninjainfocard]

I'm twenty-four.

[He might sound slightly insulted here. Only slightly.]

[crouching_sin]

So am I.

… Technically.

[According to his paperwork, anyway.]

[myninjainfocard]

[Sir.]

I still have time before it becomes a problem, is my point. [Don't pretend to care about his health, that's rude.]