[h2]Kino[/h2]

As a Traveler, Kino's normal course of action was to let things proceed as they went. Even if she may have found something wrong, it was not her place to interfere. In some cases, even if she felt something was deeply wrong, she [i]could not[/i] interfere. There were a few cases where things did not follow this course. There were a few cases in which Kino did not have to intervene, and yet she did. There were a few cases in which neutrality no longer held its place in her mind, at least until the matter had ended.

A raised blade over the head of a woman carrying a baby.

In the blink of an eye, the girl had drawn her weapon. In a flash, she had pulled the trigger, a motion too quick for many of the burly men to even register what had happened, especially in light of the others assaulting their forces. The bullet tore through his chest, leaving an ugly hole as he stumbled back and hit the ground, dropping his machete, and bleeding crimson. He was dead before he fell.

There was no pause in Kino's actions. Hermes was left, carefully, near the train, and the dark-haired traveler broke into a sprint. Then men who were not already under attack were now her targets. The first swung a blade at her as she drew close, but ducking beneath it was no difficult matter. They weren't armed with Persuaders, merely blades, so it was a matter of getting a good shot on them rather then dodging gunfire. The Cannon was raised and fired, and the shot hit with enough impact blow apart his forehead, and send him toppling to the ground in a shower of blood and skull fragments. Kino's expression did not change. Little in her smooth, agile actions showed any of her internal feelings.

Killing brought her no pleasure. But everything that was happening here... Neutrality was simply not an option.

Two shots. Four remaining before she had to reload or switch to the Huntsmen. As another man attempted to take her by surprise, she spun and fired directly into his chest before he could come closer. He fell in mid-stride and blood pooled beneath his corpse.

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[h2]Sakura Kyouko[/h2]

Kyouko saw the train and assumed it was where they were intended to go. However, well... she wasn't about to waste all the food that was around. There were a bunch of pre-made bento boxes, who just left those behind? Without the slightest hesitation, she began her harvest. One box, two boxes, three boxes, four boxes... stacking them on the train swiftly, she went back out to collect even more. Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten... at ten, she decided she'd come back later. Grinning with triumph, Kyouko boarded the train.

"Hah, there we go. That'll last me a day or two!"