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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

[desirestruth]

I cannot do that. It is...simply not something I am capable of doing.

[voreaciously]

That is sad, then, truly. You need not be fettered by pointless pursuits.

[desirestruth]

I do not, nor will ever think trying to help anyone is pointless, 80H.

[voreaciously]

I do not require your assistance.

[desirestruth]

So you have said. [Her tone's gone pretty neutral, almost toneless, at this point.]

This doesn't particularly have much of a bearing on my desires to...offer such. Think of it as my own ego and self-aggrandizement, if you prefer.

[voreaciously]

As long as you are not wasting time with pointless pursuits.

[Which is arrogant of her to suggest. Either she doesn't realise it or doesn't care.]