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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.]

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Mhmm.

[She looks at the carpet of flowers, coating everything outside and in the train, and rubs absently at her shoulder.]

...Going to be tricky to avoid touching them, and I've got no desire to know anything else about your dick.

That's too bad for you, I've been told I'm great in bed.

For the sake of both our dignities I will choose not to refute that nor find her to confirm that.

So it was a "her" you saw, huh?

[ That narrows the list down. ]

I didn't see anything and at the time neither did you.

[Eyes closed. How much does that pinpoint it, Crow?]

[ He's only slept with two people in Aurora and only one of them is a woman. It narrows it down pretty neatly. ]

Well yeah, I'm not gonna stare at someone every second I'm fucking them. Don't you think that'd be a little creepy?

...No?

[She doesn't understand the question???]

Heh! Well, different opinions for different people.

It's not like it's going to really be relevant between us...

[But she's like. Confused and thinking about this now.

Blindfolds are one thing but like, closing your eyes to not be creepy??? What?????]

It's really not!

[ Naeva, you're thinking too deeply about it, he just doesn't like staring. ]

Good, then we need never speak of this again.

[Nice try, Naeva.]

Of course, we will definitely never talk about your sex preferences or Lucien's dick again.

[She just choked on air and started coughing.

Give her a second.]

[ It's okay, Crow can wait. ]

Wh-what did you--how did you--what?!

[WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO HER?]

Didn't I just agree not to talk about it?

CROW!!

[ He leans in very close to her ear, not touching her but enough to softly whisper-- ]

"Last chance to back out...you sure about this?"

[ He's trying to mimick her voice, her inflection. If that... helps any.... ]

[She flinches and goes redder, and hauls back to slap him, before she manages to catch herself.]

Do not quote me at myself!

[She recognized it! She wants to die again!]

[ He laughs like the jerkbird he is, sorry Naeva. ]

[Alright that's it. She's grabbing him by his coat lapels to pull him into a headlock.

hey, did you know, she's really strong? Also she can't do this without marshmallow-helling him, so. Like, enjoy that.]

[ On the one hand: ♥ breasts ♥ !!! Really nice ones!

On the other hand: Headlock! That he can't escape! ]

Hey! C'mon, you asked!

Can you honestly tell me you did nothing wrong, Crow?

[AND NOW THE FINAL ATTACK: FURIOUSLY MUSSING HIS HAIR.]

Edited (wait she doesn't know his last name) 2019-04-20 06:21 (UTC)

I'm innocent! Innocent, I tell you!! Watch the hair, dammit!

[ Though if he were really, genuinely upset he could attack her so that's something. ]

I can smell your sins!

[...Well in one sense she really can. But she'll continue the noogie for another good couple minutes before unceremoniously releasing him.]