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[desirestruth]

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!]

Comments

[voreaciously]

[Still playing with her string, her fingers are quick and smooth, as natural and comfortable as blinking. But she is paying close attention, mulling over the speculation given and considering her own.]

What, then, is your theory on disappearances?

[if they were reconstructed, she wonders if there was not some sort of degradation involved, but she does not want to consider that.]

[unaffective]

[ as the powder and vegetables and meat all get to know each other, it starts to smell up the room! enjoy ]

Aurelia did reappear for a time following her first disappearance; along such auspices, with consideration given to this fact as well as the potential means, I suppose that it could relate to the Malice. There were, I noted, "healing pods" available for purchase in the event that we retain physical injuries to any inordinate degree - though I've yet to lay eyes on one, disappearances, I imagine, could function similarly.

[voreaciously]

[she's NOT HUNGRY ignore the stomach.]

I suppose it is possible, though I wonder if we can ever know for certain.

[unaffective]

At any rate, those are my thoughts.

[ okkkk broth and veggies time. once both are covered and getting to know each other she moves to work on the rice. ]

[voreaciously]

....Thank you for your input.

[unaffective]

Of course.

[ with that said and the rice all prepped she has a little bit of time free, so she takes a seat nearby and just.

fiddles with her cigarette box, she doesn't make any overtures towards smoking a third but she opens it up, plays with the cardboard a bit, reorganizes the cigarettes inside with an idle, awkward fingertip. ]