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auroraexpress2019-04-19 06:26 pm
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Who: Everyone
When: Day 20, evening
Where: The train and surrounding terrain
[So after all the earlier excitement.... dramatic organ music starts to play through the cars. There's no obvious source. It's just... There? All around you for a while, before fading.
Of course before the music fades there's more things going on. A mist seeps up from the earth outside the train and within the train simply seems to form like it's produced by invisible fog machines. As the mist grows into a thick fog, you can hear eerie noises. Distant wolf howls, the screech of a fox that sounds like human screaming, owls hooting hauntingly, the leathery flap of bat wings, and other, less identifiable noises of the night, strange and otherworldly.
If you go out in it, breathe it in, the mist will chill you. Make you desire... Touch.
The need to hold another person is an almost growing compulsion, but it can be fought.
However things that are harder to avoid are the flowers, night blooming wisteria in white and purple seems to have grown from nowhere in the train cars, hanging down to brush the heads of passengers with sweet scented blossoms, and the floors of the train and ground around it have become endless beds of gently glowing moonflowers.
The only places the fog and flowers don't reach are team cabins.
Effects:
Mist:
Cold that cannot be dispelled without touch, a desire to touch others.
Wisteria:
Purple blossoms cause an empathetic bond with the next person you touch. White blossoms cause arousal and a mild to powerful aphrodisiac effect.
Moonflowers:
Share memories or thoughts with the next person you touch.
By morning the mist and flowers will vanish.]
When: Day 20, evening
Where: The train and surrounding terrain
[So after all the earlier excitement.... dramatic organ music starts to play through the cars. There's no obvious source. It's just... There? All around you for a while, before fading.
Of course before the music fades there's more things going on. A mist seeps up from the earth outside the train and within the train simply seems to form like it's produced by invisible fog machines. As the mist grows into a thick fog, you can hear eerie noises. Distant wolf howls, the screech of a fox that sounds like human screaming, owls hooting hauntingly, the leathery flap of bat wings, and other, less identifiable noises of the night, strange and otherworldly.
If you go out in it, breathe it in, the mist will chill you. Make you desire... Touch.
The need to hold another person is an almost growing compulsion, but it can be fought.
However things that are harder to avoid are the flowers, night blooming wisteria in white and purple seems to have grown from nowhere in the train cars, hanging down to brush the heads of passengers with sweet scented blossoms, and the floors of the train and ground around it have become endless beds of gently glowing moonflowers.
The only places the fog and flowers don't reach are team cabins.
Effects:
Mist:
Wisteria:
Moonflowers:
By morning the mist and flowers will vanish.]

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You might encounter him by him walking right into you or vice versa, or you might find him sitting in the lounge refusing to move but looking pale.
((OOC: Any effect is fine by me.))]
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The mist is thick over the palace grounds, making it impossible to see more than a few feet into the forest. The lanterns placed in the grounds seem now only stars in an impossibly somber sea.
"We've had reports of four more abominations loosed today, Your Highness." The man behind her is dark haired and tall, his face thin and drawn, if still handsome. His sibilants are faintly hissed, and his eyes never blink for the duration of the conversation.
"...See if the mist can be made thicker. It will be easier to catch them without my mother noticing. Have you sent word to my brother?"
"Yes, but he's not close to the forest this time of year...we fear he won't make it in time."
She is silent for a long while, staring out into the mist, inhaling the scents, and then sighing out, gently. "...Then bring me my sword. I'll go tonight." The memory fades away with the look of concern and bitten-back protests on the young man's face.
Naeva doesn't quite fall over but she did have to reach for Jusis to steady herself!]
Ah!
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It's a garden party in a noble's estate, beautiful and extravagant. Jusis is quite young, but he's facing older, distinguished looking men and women who fawn over him with false smiles and calculating eyes, calling him Lord Jusis as they praise him emptily.
He escapes, eventually, and when he's out of sight he can still hear their conversation. "Ugh. How annoying, having to flatter a common bastard makes my tea bitter."
"He's only a spare in case something happens to Lord Rufus, where does he get off showing his face in front of real nobility? It makes me sick."
"Well just bear with it, it's not as if you can afford to offend a great house, Baron."
"Shut up! Anyway..."
The conversation continues unpleasantly but Jusis has already walked out of earshot, leaving the party and the garden, traversing hallway after hallway of too-rich opulence and polished floors that reflect like mirrors. Eventually he comes out into the sunlight again, in a place that smells like horses, and enters a stables. The stable hands greet him respectfully but with genuine enthusiasm, and he spends the rest of the memory helping with horses.]
...Oh, this sort of thing again.
[He lets go of her rather hastily, even if the brief contact helped dispel the chill.]
I meant to find you in any case.
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[She has to take a moment for her eyes to refocus and for her to parse who it is. She does flush a little when she recognizes him. Oh. Right. Yesterday.]
Ah, has this happened before? What was that?
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Last time it was glitter that made you share memories. It seems you had some troubles of your own, but before that...
[He clenches his jaw a moment and then says with curt awkwardness.]
My apologies for my behavior. I was crude and out of line.
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What was that for?!
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[He wants to touch Ciabatta and test his temperature now.]
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Hey, what's up? You look like you just saw a ghost.
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[He can't see his own face.]
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[He is pale, but he's just really cold. Which does give him that wan look.]
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Major spoilers for the end of Cold Steel 2
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Re: Major spoilers for the end of Cold Steel 2
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Done.
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[A voice, then a figure emerges from the mis, the face looking mildly uncomfortable.]
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[Don't say that like you were looking for him.]
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[sorry punk]
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Ah, um, I apologize for my negligent attention.
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It was my own fault as well.
[He couldn't even see her in this mist. Unsettling.]
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Hello.]
--Ah. Jusis.
[That was definitely graceful and intentional.]
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Brother.
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Interesting atmosphere, isn't it?
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Not the word I would choose.
[But he already feels better with Rufus here.]
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