Baron reached out to the side of the train, taking a moment as he grabbed a flag pole that flapped from the side of the train, and broke down the pole with a snap. He sheared the flag off the pole with his kukri, tossing the thin rod off the moving train as he began to roll up the flag to improvise himself a red-and-black armband. Chimeratic didn’t keep track of who was who for the most part, so a guy no one recognized wouldn’t immediately raise alarm bells. So long as he wasn’t recognized, although that shouldn’t be an issue given the few that did know what he looked like weren’t able to access the metaverse anymore.

[color=00C40A]“Doesn’t sound like too bad of an idea. But if an actual Chimeratic guy comes through for the inspection, they might be a bit harder to fool than the average shadow.”[/color] Baron shrugged, as he started to tie the impromptu armband around his bicep. [color=00C40A]“Or easier, depending. Some of these guys are just dumbasses.”[/color] He said with a slight chuckle.

There was the off chance something went wrong, though. So, almost casually, he pitched an idea to them as if it was an afterthought. [color=00C40A]“If I get into trouble, I’ll make a lot of noise so you know the score. Hopefully, that won’t happen, and Chimeratic won’t realize they’re being played until it’s too late.”[/color] He then turned back towards the train’s controls, and paused for a minute. Fortunately, shadows weren’t always the smartest creatures, not to mention people on occasion, so the large lever and overhead handle that made up the brakes and whistle respectively weren’t hard to miss, and were clearly labeled. He figured that was about all he needed to know, anyways.