Train Meeting

[awakenerd]

Who: You
When: Day 23 morning
Where: The Lounge

[So you've all been invited via Chain to an "Informal Train-wide Meeting". Rean has a few things to say and then the rest of the post can be discussing things among each other really.]

Comments

[crimeson]

Oh, now! Why didn't you say so?

[EXTENDS ARMS]

[awakenerd]

[Yeah come here big guy!!]

[crimeson]

[IT IS TIME! FOR! A SNUGGLE!]

[awakenerd]

[Fuck yeah! Cuddles! Hugging hard because why not, honest affection is the point. ]

[crimeson]

[honestly a lot of people here entertain randy's tactile nature but it's still... good. it's good to be hugging Rean, even one that doesn't remember him.]

[awakenerd]

[He's a lot more relaxed in many ways than human Rean, happy to hug tight and for a long time.]

You really do give good hugs.

[crimeson]

[finally pulling away to headpat Rean.]

I did say so.

[awakenerd]

I didn't doubt it.

[Oh no, headpats.]

[crimeson]

Yeah, but you gave me the chance to prove it so now you know for sure.

[awakenerd]

That's true, I have concrete proof.

[crimeson]

And you can use it to convince people! Like hey, if you're sad, I know for a fact Randy gives good hugs.

[awakenerd]

You know what I'm going to use that exact I--

[You know when a phone just powers off when it's out of battery? Well it doesn't matter that he's mid-sentence Rean is falling asleep with that amount of alarming abruptness.]

[crimeson]

[what the fuck

Randy only surges to catch him out of complete reflexive reaction.]

Rean?!

[awakenerd]

[He's.

Asleep? He will be for a little bit, looking totally peaceful but weirdly deep asleep.]

[crimeson]

[He's trying a few more times, checking for signs of concussion or anything, but...

Fuck. Well. Okay.

T-Time to carry Rean home to Ginger then.]

[awakenerd]

[His chain is in his pocket thanks. ]

[crimeson]

[very helpful for taking him home like he got too drunk at the bar. letting them both in and tucking him in before sighing and sitting on the edge of his bed.]

Geez, way to worry a guy.

[awakenerd]

[He'll wake up in a few minutes and sit up groggily.]

Mng?

[crimeson]

Rise and shine, Rean. You've got some explaining to do.

[awakenerd]

Ah....

[Rewinding to try and figure out what happened.]

How long was I out?

[crimeson]

A few minutes. What happened?

[awakenerd]

I ran out of energy.

[crimeson]

[oh, fuck.]

...How do you get more?

[awakenerd]

Usually in this situation I'd rest near a septium vein...

That's not an option I guess. With a contractor I'd be supplied some automatically.

[crimeson]

Okay. How do we make a contract?