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auroraexpress2019-06-13 06:16 pm
hot_mess_express) wrote in auroraexpress2019-06-13 06:16 pm
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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.]
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.]
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[:T Just say you don't want to answer gosh!!!]
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[She just kind of sighs, but she's making garlands now with the spare flowers. They stack more sturdily in the basket this way.]
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[she's here to pick flowers not fights!!!]
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[well, she didn't really expect anything else, but it is the way of it.]
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Why would you care to be comforted? What does it matter?
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But I've never hated you, 80H. So it matters.
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I truly do not understand why it does.
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[Having anything in common with her is cause for concern, she's such a wretched individual.]
I would hope that it is in the past. It is not as though we have much in common, presently.
[just the healing, being dead, being canines sometimes, magic, fite, loneliness, brattiness, big tid...
absolutely nothing in common.]
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[Were truer words for either of them ever spoken?]
But you will not accept help, or the idea that you could or should be helped, from anyone, much less me. There is nothing to be done about it...that too, is painful.
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[It's baffling and she doesn't like it.]
It sounds too much like pity.
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[That's the only answer she has for either part of it.]
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I am not suffering.
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[She eyes the garland, but doesn't remark on it further.]
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