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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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[If it doesn't bother her should it bother him??]

I suppose this place is chock full of strange people anyway.

[She's used to people freaking out tbh.]

So you've met Crow, then.

[HE'S WEIRD AND A JERK AND THEY'RE NOT FRIENDS.]

...Crow is your definition of strange?

Yes.

[WHO IS EVEN THAT EMOTIONALLY DISTANT WHILE STILL AN AMNESIAC? WHO?]

Compared to everyone else here?

[Look he thinks Naan is an amnesiac and Naan is just as distant while still being his teammate. Also he's just used to Crow.]

...I haven't really met anyone very strange?

[???]

From my perspective you're certainly one of the weirder ones.

That's probably fair.

And to me Crow's just... Crow.

I still think he's fairly strange.

[But she doesn't feel like she should get into why.]

Well he's certainly not normal. But I'm used to it.

Did you know him before, then?

Yes.

[There's a lot of...Pain there.]

...Is he always...

[Like. That.]

Well. More or less.

[Grabbing Jusis by the shoulders.]

I'm so sorry.

[Startling a little, drawing back a bit.]

What?

I mean, if he's still like that, then...

[He'll catch a clear flicker of her feeling before he pulls back.

If crow's always like this, does he trust anyone?]

...He probably teases you the most, right?

I wouldn't know about that.

From my interactions with Crow, I think I can probably say it's a certainty.

[You're stiff and hot-tempered, Jusis. Crow's...Crow.]

[On the other hand Crow is uncomfortable with how much Jusis knows that Crow doesn't so.]

Do I seem like an easy target or something?

You're...shy, uncomfortable around others, and very proud.

[So, yes.]

Also you seem like his type.

[You have a pulse.]

Since when am I shy?

[Since always, Jusis.]

At any rate, I think you're a bit wrong on a few points. It's just he doesn't remember much of note so it's not my business to say anything.

I have yet to meet a single person on this train he wouldn't hit on, save for one.

[And she knows he's only not hitting on Lucien out of deference to her.]

But it's a fair assessment. I certainly can't ask him what he doesn't remember, and he's unlikely to just tell me without a reason.

Being lewd is just his way.

But yes, it's not as if I can talk to him normally either.