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[trainmasters]

Who: newbies + you
When: Day 22, evening
Where: around

[This evening, out of nowhere, Hazel's carriage disappears. There's a shower of sparkles, a bright light, and after that... it's gone. Anyone who was in its hallway is now in the Garden entrance. The Garden car itself is now hooked to Clover's carriage, as if it had aways been and Hazel was never real. Clover itself is currently bare as well -- the lock screen is dull, completely turned off, and there are no lights inside. No one is there, now, but at least the space remains.

In some carriages, that loss of vibrancy is countered by the appearance of some new heroes. In general, the gloomy mood throughout the train is only heightened by the onset of a heavy storm. Outside there's a crack of thunder that rattles the train, and it begins to pour so hard the edge of the clearing is barely visible through the windows.

The rain, the thunder, and the strobe-light effect of constant lightning will continue til dawn.]

Comments

[crimeson]

...I think so.

[but now he's sad and anxious and he's been feeling a lot of Ah Yes I Was A Crow-Based Rebound lately, so,]

[awakenerd]

[Randy??? Rean smiles gently.]

Then I'm sure we were. And will be again.

[crimeson]

[look,]

You're soft as ever.

[awakenerd]

...Soft?

[crimeson]

Gentle.

[reaching over to headpat HIM]

[awakenerd]

[Oh no. What's happening??? Are we going to get in a headpat loop or is Rean just going to blush a little.]

You have the advantage of me, that's not really fair.

[crimeson]

[petpetpet]

We were coworkers. Teachers at a military academy.

[awakenerd]

[It's weird to head pat the ancient spirit Randy? Maybe? The Ancient Spirit doesn't mind though, but he lifts his hand to gently ruffle Randy's hair again.]

Sounds like you missed me.

[crimeson]

[not weird at all. it's rean. rean requires headpats.]

I definitely did.

[awakenerd]

[Why all these sad humans he's going to have a hard time he can already tell.]

Sorry for taking my time.

[crimeson]

Don't worry about it, man.

[awakenerd]

Shouldn't I? The situation doesn't sound great.

[crimeson]

A lot of people lost their memories, coming here. It's pretty normal.

[awakenerd]

....What's your name?

[crimeson]

Randy. Nice to meet you again.

[awakenerd]

Likewise, Randy. I'll be in your care but... I'm looking forward to remembering you.

[crimeson]

...Don't lay it on too thick, now. I'll get embarrassed.

[awakenerd]

I'd like to see that.

[Embarrassed Randy sounds much cuter than sad distressed Randy]

[crimeson]

[pikachu face]

Bullying me already?

[awakenerd]

Are you complaining?

[crimeson]

Nnnnnnoo, fuck, you figured me out fast.

[awakenerd]

You're not exactly difficult, you know.

[Said fondly, he already likes Randy.]

[crimeson]

Yeah, guess I've never been all that good at hiding stuff.

[awakenerd]

I know I'm kind of the problem here but... do you want to talk about it?

[crimeson]

You're not a problem, Rean.