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Who: Everybody!
When: Day 14, morning
Where: Public Lounge

[Good morning, Aurora. Things seem peaceful, don't they? But, well, there is a terrible doom brought upon this train. Maybe you noticed it near your
car. Maybe you felt a terrible presence in the wee hours of the morning. Maybe you just wanted to get breakfast in peace. But anyone going through
the lounge today will find themselves presented with something strange and terrible.

Stickers.

They're bright. They're sparkly. Naeva has an inordinant amount of them and is sticking them on anyone and anything she can get close to. If you ask, she'll probably
let you pick one out. Or maybe just snatch a sheet from her when her back's turned.

And hey, if you're not here for stickernanigans, maybe you still have some memories to broadcast? It's a beautiful morning for a beautiful mingle!]

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[ He's gonna grab the carafe in return. ]

You don't even need that!

...But it tastes good?

[Naeva you just added maple syrup directly to coffee what is wrong with you.]

For all you know, coffee and sugar reduce how often I need to drink blood.

[ Why are you like the shitty older sister he didn't ask for? ]

I don't believe you.

[Because she hasn't seen her twin in a long time and she's lonely. :(]

You should, it's very good syrup.

[That's not what he meant, naeva--no that was deliberate.]

I'm sure it is. And you're being deliberately obtuse.

You can't prove anything, Crow.

[Trying to grab the carafe again--]

[ He snatches the carafe before she can get it and proceeds to drown his waffles in syrup while making direct eye contact with her. ]

Mine.

[...Did she make a kind of canine whining noise at him? Kind of like a fox...]

Mean!

[ That sure was an impressive whine. ]

Turnabout's fair play.

[GIVE HER SUGAR YOU BULLY.]

Is that so? I'll have to remember that next game.

[...She still mad about the makeouts and her subsequent doom.]

[ GET YOUR OWN SUGAR. ]

We'll call that revenge for the ice. And after I helped you out yesterday, too...!

How was that helping do anything but make the fact I don't sleep at night more awkward?

[SHE DOESN'T KNOW HOW THIN THE TRAIN COMPARTMENT WALLS ARE, CROW, SOME OF US CARE ABOUT BEING CAUGHT WITH HANDS IN THE METAPHORICAL COOKIE JAR.]

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You care for the guy, right? Figured you'd enjoy the opportunity.

He doesn't remember! I don't want to go taking advantage of him!

[That came out kind of hissed. More forceful than she meant it to, clearly, given she immediately drops her eye contact right into her coffee mug.]

Haaah. Oh boy.

[ He reaches back and rubs the back of his head. ]

Guess that's fair. Maybe I should apologize after all?

...It's...it's alright. You didn't know.

[She exhales slowly, her face returning to that cold mask. If not for the flush to her cheeks, it'd be hard to tell how ashamed she is of that outburst.]

It isn't as though you could have, since I hadn't told you.

Yeah, but all the same I'll keep it in mind. I'm not trying to be a creep.

And you are not. This is simply...complicated. I should not have been so forceful.

A boundary's a boundary! I'm not gonna complain about you asserting 'em if I stepped over one.

Mmm...

[She doesn't seem like, convinced she shouldn't feel bad?]

[ He ruffles her hair. ]

So you can quit making such uncute faces, okay?

[Yelping, and batting at his hands. She's flustered, but it does seem to have made her less morose!]

H-hey, hey! You gonna go around petting taken women now?

[...'petting'?]

[ Why would you do this to him, there's an incredibly lewd comment that springs to the tip of his tongue but he manages to hold it back. ]

Just the one for now!

...No, I mean that actually feels kinda...

[Wait. What? She pauses, and then looks down at her chain--hey, she's got a token!]

I might be able to show you why, actually.

Oh yeah? Well, you've got my attention now!

[ It'd be interesting information to see how playing memories works before he does it himself. ]