IC: Kipricat looked at the train. This was their ride home? Not quite the gloriously, fabulous and extravagent transport he had in mind, but at least it could run. And it was a train. Trains made Kipricat feel much safer. No insane driver capable of turning it off the road. You could always tell where you were going, or where it was possible you'd go to.
Kipricat heard Furlong's orders, and happily obliged. 'Finally something that doesn't need to be blown up,' he thought as he headed up to the front. Kipricat reached the front of the train, and took a minute to look at the controls. Then, Kipricat pressed a button.
[E] Kipricat follows Furlong into the Train Engine cabin and attempts to start the train.
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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