The blonde porter stepped out of the train and stood next to his identical counterpart, whispering something in his ear, making the second blonde glance at him for a moment before sighing and shaking his head. They argued quietly amongst themselves for a few minutes, before the first blode gave in, finding an unused crate and stepping up. Not that he realy needed the extra height, he was already over six-feet.

"The train leaving for Somewhere, Connecticut," he shouted, cupping his hands around his mouth, pausing for a slight chuckle, "departs from platform four in twenty minutes. Again, the train bound for Somewhere, Connecticut is leaving from Platform Four in twenty minutes!"

After another moment to make sure he ddn't need to repeat his largely ignored shout, the man stepped down, glaring at his twin, who seemed to be chuckling at him.

Meanwhile, onboard, a tall man with dark hair strode down the aisle, checking the various compartments, chatting occassionally with the people as he passed, stopping at a specific compartment with a young man and a young girl with two fairies. He gave a somwhat relieved smile as he saw the sprite-like creatures, as it calmed and reassured him that they had indeed succeeded in grouping together some real Creators.

"Mind if I take a seat?" he asked, motioning to the empty seat with a slight wave of his pale hand.

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"Gone? What do you mean, Vaughn's gone?"
There was silence as she listened to the voice on the other end of the phone.
"What do you mean, 'The fluffy white and green things came and took him'?!"

Calling All Creators -- It lives again! Warning, it is in the advanced section now!