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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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[ He lets himself get pushed over, laughing all the way down. ]

And it's exactly that attitude that attracts people to you.

[The good humored prankster with a heart of gold part. What a really troublesome guy.]

You know...

[ He's still lying down on the bed, it's a comfy bed. ]

...You called it a mask earlier. That's not entirely true.

Well, I know that. This is also just your personality, right?

Mmm. Pretty much, yeah. It's the real deal.

[ He just uses the real deal as a mask, but... Jusis already knew that. ]

[He leans back on a hand, looking down at Crow with half-lidded eyes, thoughtful. This feels more comfortable then it was keeping a total distance, but it's also hard. It's more awkward in other ways. And Crow still barely knows him back, while he doesn't know that much about Crow's business here on the train.]

That's why it's so troublesome you know. You show enough of yourself that people genuinely come to like you. Even if they don't see all of, it's not like what you show is a total lie. How do you expect to avoid entanglements that get deeper with such a strategy? Really I can only conclude that part of you really does like it, people being close to you, being close to people. Even if you don't feel like you can truly allow it.

Is it any wonder you had so many people attached in our world? That, no doubt, you have more attached in this one?

[ Hey wow, don't fucking call him out like this it's rude??

He looks over at Jusis, still lying casually on the bed. If Crow's perfectly honest with himself, he hadn't really been thinking about entanglements or consequences. He'd been thinking only of... himself. ]

I mean... I don't hate people.

[ He just doesn't trust them. ]

...It's been eight days. I doubt anyone's going to get super attached in just over a week.

[ But... it is something to keep in mind. ]

If you think that then you're a fool.

[He braces both hands behind him an drops his head back a bit, sighing out a bit.]

Well, no matter. I know you don't hate people. I just don't know what you're doing. I don't know if you know it either.

[ It's more like he wants to think that.

He has no idea what he's doing but like hell is he going to admit it. Not to Jusis, not to anyone outside of his own head. ]

Well... you can bet I know one thing for sure.

And what's that?

I'm not leaving this bed for the rest of the night.

Who said you could stay?

[Grumpily.]

I invited myself!

[ Cheerfully! ]

[Drops a pillow on his head.]

[ He grabs the pillow and shoves it under his head. ]

[Why are you like this.]

Just don't hog all the covers.

[ Personality defect! ]

I make no promises.

I WILL kick you.

Haha, well if it's to avoid bruised shins... I'll give it a try at least.

Hmph.

See that you follow through with that.

[He isn't actually kicking Crow out though so it seems to be permission to stay, in an awkward Jusis way.]

[ That's good because it would have been really awkward to laugh off if Jusis had refused. He'd have done it, but you know. ]

Yeah, yeah. I get the point.

[ He sounds amused. ]

Well, as long as you get it.

...

[But he'll flop over himself, it's late enough to rest now, and maybe company is something he really actually wants even if he's not saying so. He didn't remember Crow's death directly like Crow did but talking about it still brings up the raw feelings that haven't settled, even though Crow's right here.]

[ Crow has wondered more than once at this point how it feels to talk to a guy you watched die.... but he doesn't want to hear the answer, so he's kept it to himself. ]

I dunno about you, but I'm beat.

[ Crying really takes it out of you. So does trauma. ]

I am somewhat weary I suppose.

[It feels weird and painful and happy and unsettling that's how it feels.]

Then if you don't mind-- [ He lets out a loud yawn. ] --I'm gonna crash now.

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