Creatures of THE Night
Though mixed, the train was still mostly human, and old prejudices were hard to kill.
"I swear I didn't do anything; you have to believe me!!" The Undine curled in on himself, shaking. "Please, do you want to see my registration card? I have it right here—"
"He's got a wand!" The woman screamed, and people ducked down, hoping not to be caught in the crosshairs. One of the FoH men nodded at his companions and they muscled their way to the front.
"But I don't have a wand," The man wheezed on the verge of a panic attack, "It's a pen!"