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[desirestruth]

Who: you. Right there.
When: Day 24, Noon-ish
Where: the happy funtimes express

[Right, so. Yesterday was a Lot for several of us! There was a trial, some of us have more tokens to use, we’re all hurtling towards a possibly inescapable doom, it’s great.

But instead of focusing on that! Today in the lounge, one can Lucien and Naeva with a basket full of paper flower charms, made so you can hang them on your wrist or in your hair. The flowers are...well, Naeva’s doing her best to make them, and she bought a great deal of pretty origami paper for this.

Of course, when you take one, there’s affirmations attached to them. And the large princely Licorice may give you one directly. Such are the wonders of life on the Fun Train.

You may also just choose to mingle about the train, whatever, live freely.]

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[desirestruth]

[And here's a toplevel for an idiot trying very hard to make paper flowers. She's. Doing her best!

They are getting better as the day goes on. She's also got a bigass stack of shiny paper. She'll probably share.]

[bowtiedbones]

[a little parrot-beaked dragon skeleton is making a beeline across the floor towards those shiny, shiny papers, scrambling on its folded wings like a bat

and of course, where there's a skeleton there's eliza]

Lori, no.

[desirestruth]

Oh, hello!

[SHe's making a cooing 'hello cute bird' noise at Lori anyway. Offering Lori a flower made of the shiny paper.]

[awakenerd]

Hey Naeva.

Those are cute.

[desirestruth]

They looked better in my imagination...

[Well, she'll sigh and hand him one.] They're a bond, so help yourself.

[voreaciously]

[She's avoiding Naeva but if she pretends that it's not a big deal then Everything Is Fine.]

Good day, Lady dos Martos.

[It is a guess, but with that bearing and attitude at times, she doubts that she is not a least a noble.]

[unaffective]

... Miss Naeva, are you quite alright...

[nihilmancy]

[Walking past, tilting her head curiously.]

What are those?

[newmodelblade]

[And if you want someone to make you a custom affirmation or help you figure out one, he's sitting here with some very very pretty ink sets next to Naeva! He looks quite serious about this! Perhaps it is a case of writer's block?]

[desirestruth]

[What if she makes a paper flower crown and puts it on his head, tho.

What if he has a regal and official crown of office.

What then.]

[bowtiedbones]

Did you and Naeva make all these?

[awakenerd]

Hey there. I didn't catch your name last time.

[voreaciously]

Good day, sir.

[get in, get out.

but first, an elegant curtsy.]

[unaffective]

[ she offers a brief, polite wave as she approaches since he's so nearby, but seems more interested in shooting the shit than actually participating. ]

Ah, good afternoon. Would you happen to be the person that she's told me about?

[nihilmancy]

This seems like a charming gesture. Do you need help?

[bowtiedbones]

[turning over a charm to read the affirmation]

Oh, a peptalk.

[she doesn't sound disappointed, but it does seem she was expecting something else. either way though, those charms are going right away into her hair.]

[awakenerd]

That's pretty nice. A portable peptalk.

[bad_crowmance]

[ At some point in the lounge, Crow takes two of his recently earned memory tokens. [TOCS1 SPOILERS!!] Neither of the two memories that play on the screen have any obvious indicators of whose memory it is-- they both feature two men, one who definitely isn't on board the train currently and a masked man with no visible signs of his identity.

He lets those memories play out and sits contemplatively for a moment before he cracks his knuckles and heads to check out the paper flower charms. ]

[awakenerd]

[Rean has put flowers in his hair though he did stop to watch... those... they itch with familiarity but he doesn't remember.]

[desirestruth]

[There's a lot to unpack here but the most important thing is--]

That's how you make nicknames?!

[SHE THOUGHT N WAS JUST BECAUSE HE WAS ON THE SPOT.]

[crimeson]

Ohh, I've only ever seen people do these.

[snagging some bright papers and settling down to try and work it out-- only then spotting the affirmations]

Cute...

[awakenerd]

Aren't they?

[Popping up at his elbow to attach one in his hair.]

[desirestruth]

I'm not very good at them yet, but I'm doing my best...

[HANDING HIM A BLUE AND GOLD ONE it has glitter on it godspeed.]

[malignstar]

[ Adding flowers to his hair ]

[wontforbidtherain]

[Cat has a bunch of memory tokens and has grabbed the lounge for use. The first one goes in, and she gets a memory of a few night-time conversations.]

Aphra Marsh. Aphra Marsh of Innsmouth.