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[hot_mess_express]

Who: anyone
When: day 29 all day
Where: wherever!

[Mingle, look at memories, run amok, whatever.

Or, you know, there's morning glories blooming all around the train today. Mostly white but with a few brilliant crimson flowers (do morning glories come in that color?), all of them smell sweet and lovely, though the red ones smell a bit like... cinnamon? They're also blooming all day, which is weird.

The scent wafts pleasantly through the train through the morning. The sweet scent brings the urge to be honest and express your emotions freely. The more spiced scent... might make you randy? No not the tall redhead. The other kind.

In either case neither effect is generally overwhelming, and can in most cases be overcome, if you happen to notice you're under any influence in the first place. The effects are subtle enough.

In the afternoon a light rain will crush the flowers, making the scents heavier, and the effects stronger for a few hours, before it all clears up in the evening.]

Comments

open to anything. like, it's me.

[voreaciously]

[80H is out amongst the flowers, but she is in Jasmine garb, not her TOTALLY LEGIT UNIFORM. She is wearing a long, flowing, blue skirt with many layers and a bunched, white top. Sandaled toes peek between her many light skirts.

Her eyes, however, remain blindfolded. It's tied in a bow to the side with silver, blue, violet, and marigold ribbons in the ties.

She is sitting seiza style and making flower crowns.]

Such lovely little harbingers.

[awakenerd]

Harbingers?

[voreaciously]

In my experience, the flowers are seldom just flowers. They often cause some sort of effect.

[She looks up from her work to "stare" at Rean--she's not that impolite--but her fingers keep moving, twisting, weaving.]

[awakenerd]

What kind of effects?

[He's not unfamiliar with plants being strange sometimes but.]

[voreaciously]

Sharing memories or feelings, in recent memory. That sort of trite bonding intention.

[awakenerd]

Huh. Sounds handy actually.

[voreaciously]

It is despicable.

[awakenerd]

Why is that?

heeeellllooooooooooooooooooooo

[desirestruth]

[Naeva was also out here to pick flowers, and then

pauses.

Hm...]

Not a meaning for morning glories I usually hear.

HIIIIIIIIIIIII

[voreaciously]

[she isn't sure why Her Majesty is bothering.]

Yes, well, considering the occasion previous, it seems apt.

[She does not stiffen nor sound tense, but it is very, very slightly colder. Not windy, the ambient temperature has maybe just dropped a bit. not easy to notice.]

[desirestruth]

Which is why, you may notice, I am over here.

[The cold goes unnoticed to Naeva. She's no good with heat, but cold has never bothered her, as far as she can remember.

But she'll still set down to pick a few. Carefully excavate some by the roots, to transplant. Several feet from amane. Not even close enough for an accident.]

[voreaciously]

I can see that.

[says the blindfolded lady.]

[desirestruth]

...You don't use your eyes to do so, do you?

[THIS HAS BEEN DRIVING HER NUTS.]

[voreaciously]

I wonder.

[being a bit more honest isn't gonna stop her from being a lil shit sometimes sorry naeva]

[desirestruth]

No, you don't.

[:T Just say you don't want to answer gosh!!!]

[crimeson]

Mind if I join you?

[voreaciously]

...I am surprised that you would ask.

[She lets that hang cryptically for a moment, but she is just polite as heck.]

No, I do not mind. Please do as you like.

[crimeson]

Am I supposed to be pushier about it?

[he settles at her side, though, reaching to make a flower crown of his own.]

[voreaciously]

Our times together seldom end well, so I am surprised you would bother at all.

[She finishes the one she's working on and starts other.]

I would venture that I am your least favourite individual, presently.

[crimeson]

...You're hard to deal with, but I don't actually dislike you.

[busying his hands. he's pretty solid at this, actually.]

[voreaciously]

That seems difficult to believe, given everything. Naturally, I am speaking of the latter, I am well aware of the former.

Re: open to anything. like, it's me.

[nihilmancy]

[That outfit... is cute...]

Harbingers of what?

[voreaciously]

It is likely we shall soon see, but perhaps keep your distance, a little. I am not certain what effects these flowers may have.

[voreaciously]

It is likely we shall soon see, but perhaps keep your distance, a little. I am not certain what effects these flowers may have.

[nihilmancy]

Oh you mean, that. Yes, I figured as much.