The Eleventh Trial

[catcophonous]

Who: everyone
When: Day 23, evening
Where: The Trial Zone

[Just as twilight darkens the clearing, you hear the train's customary shift, the sign of a Trial.

Outside in the clearing, a brick building has appeared. It's shabby, paint peeling from the heavy door, but the windows are full of neon signs advertising various brands of liquor. From inside you can hear the thumping of bass, and the faint sounds of a rowdy rock song.

A voice chimes in, lazy but amused.]

You all know what this is. I'm not "come hither"ing you. Just get in here.

Comments

[bad_crowmance]

Man, I'd really hope so. Doing nothing but fighting every few hundred years or whatever sounds like a pretty miserable existence.

[awakenerd]

[Hahah I have some news for you buddy no he doesn't remember.]

Exhausting, probably, at least.

[bad_crowmance]

[ AMNESIA! ]

No kidding. Well, at least you've got some time to relax while you're here.

[awakenerd]

Yeah. I don't want to take that for granted.

[bad_crowmance]

Good. It's an opportunity that's too valuable to squander away.

[awakenerd]

You sound like an old man telling me not to waste my youth.

[bad_crowmance]

Hey, you take that back! And here I'm trying to be all cool and give you advice.

[ The outraged tone might be more believable if his eyes weren't twinkling with amusement. ]

[awakenerd]

Somehow advice from one amnesiac to another lacks some weight.

[Also amused.]

[bad_crowmance]

Yeah yeah, I'm working on it.

[ Also he already knows he's---

Well. There's no point in dwelling on that. Best if no one finds out he knows for now, anyway. ]

[awakenerd]

...That's an expression.

[bad_crowmance]

Yeah, I have lots of those.

[awakenerd]

I won't press if you don't want me to.

[bad_crowmance]

[ He reaches over to ruffle Rean's hair again, briefly. ]

Don't worry about it. I'm just grumpy about losing 'em in the first place.

[ It's not even a lie, it's just not the whole truth. ]

[awakenerd]

[He's so weirdly accepting without even a blush!!]

That's understandable.

[bad_crowmance]

Yeah. There's really nothing to do for it except keep earning enough sparks to get more memory tokens, so I'll just have to keep that up.

[awakenerd]

Let me know if I can help.

[bad_crowmance]

[ He smiles at that. ]

I definitely will. In the meantime, anything you wanna do?

[awakenerd]

[Kiss you? Well, yes but than again he doesn't have any strong wants.]

Probably I should conserve energy.

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow wants to kiss Rean SO BADLY but also is definitely gonna behave himself while his emotions are on a whisper. Partly because he likes it better when there's more fire in Rean, partly because it would feel weirdly like taking advantage of him. ]

I know you said you don't need sleep but would it help?

[awakenerd]

No. But I can meditate. It doesn't really restore energy but it's still somewhat refreshing.

[bad_crowmance]

You really are limited on your options, huh?

[ It sucks but that's not Rean's fault. ]

Well, why don't you try meditating for a bit? I'll even give it a shot myself. You can show me how.

[awakenerd]

You.... want to meditate?

[That seems unlike the Crow he's observed but he won't turn him down.]

I'd be happy to show you.

[bad_crowmance]

It doesn't hurt to try new things!

[ He absolutely does not have the temperament to get anything out of meditation but boredom and a desire to get up and do literally anything else, but he doesn't know that yet. It seems like a good way to keep Rean out of trouble! What Could Go Wrong. ]

[awakenerd]

[Rean will totally teach him! Or try his best.]

First get comfortable.

[bad_crowmance]

[ He sits down, loose-limbed and comfortable on the ground. ]

Alright, there's step one.