EVENT: ORIGIN'S ORIGINS (Aftermingle)

[fairwind]

Who: everyone
When: Day 32, morning
Where: the clearing

[As the final session of exploring the town ends, it's getting close to dawn.

There's a break of about an hour, while the explorers return, licking their wounds. Then, a flash of dark, violet sparkles, and a petite young man with many many wings appears, standing atop the train.

Some of you have heard his voice before, speaking of justice in Trials. You might've heard about him, and how there's "something wrong with him", too. This is The Angel, and his wings are dyed a deep black, with feathers falling out in a sickly way. He doesn't look too pleased, but he also doesn't look like he's about to attack.]

So, you searched. What did you find out? I want to know if you really think this universe is worth saving.

If it's not... Then there's no point to your existence, is there?

[Well. He's not attacking yet, anyway. He is taking a moment to gesture at your deertaur companion though -- a wisp of black wind is pulled out of his mouth.]

I'll give you one chance.

[At least your dead companions are safe? They're waking up now in their rooms, none the worse for wear. But they remember dying, and they have a deep sense that they've seen a kind of void no person should ever look into.]

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[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow wakes up.

And it really is as simple as that. He's in his room, he wakes up. He wakes up, as though he'd just gone down for a nap and the hours had just slept by in a hazy dream. Or a nightmare, perhaps, staring into a fathomless chasm, staring into the depths with which no one comes back--

Or they usually don't, anyway. "Life" and "death" seem to have different rules on this train.

But Crow woke up, and he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly before he gets up and walks out of his room, whistling tunelessly as he heads back out towards the outside of the train. Casual as you please, as if he really had just gone down for a nap. ]

[desirestruth]

[Nope, sorry buddy. Naeva looks like she's been through hell, even after an hour to clean herself up some, she's just.

Wordlessly marching over and giving him a hug.

Let the friendship happen, Crow.]

[bowtiedbones]

[she's had time to clean her self up and get some healing, even if she probably had to be coaxed into it. not wearing the same clothes she went to the community center.

but more importantly

BRACE YOURSELF FOR IMPACT IN 3 2 1 LAUNCH]

Crow!

[awakenerd]

[Hey you know who is hovering around waiting for everyone else top inish hugging Crow? This guy.

The relief is palpable to Rean, frankly, but with it comes the urge to cry. ]

[wontforbidtherain]

Then it is true. We really can come back from the dead.

[nihilmancy]

[Hlasoh has no idea what's going on, but somehow Crow's non-chalance feels more- hm, edged that usual? She's outside too, and hurries towards him.]

Did something happen last night?

[desirestruth]

[She's.

Well. She's not happy about any of this. But the black goo still lingers in her senses, and she's more lucid now.

Furious! but lucid...]

...So that's what Malice tastes like, is it?

[fairwind]

That's correct. It's simply the darkness of mankin's own nature.

[awakenerd]

What happened?

[rottedwood]

[well, he can make sounds now]

Thyme!

[he yells, barreling at the angel, arms outstretched.]

[fairwind]

[Are you going to CLIMB THIS TRAIN to grab him? Cause he's not coming down.]

Are you satisfied? You could've died.

[desirestruth]

...[Standing to a side here to watch this.

She...kind of wants popcorn?]

[awakenerd]

Hey Hazel.

[voreaciously]

[kind of just observing the proceedings and oh.

oh.]

Well...I have feathers, but I am beginning to believe they are the wrong sort.

[bowtiedbones]

[comes out of the train, looks up at him, and PLANTS HER HANDS ON HER HIPS]

Of course I think it's worth saving.

[fairwind]

[he seems a bit startled she thinks so!]

Why?

[awakenerd]

Seems like I missed most of it but... I don't think it would matter what you showed us. My answer won't change. The universe, and every life in it, is worth saving.

Nothing can change my mind about that. But I'd be happy to listen to why you're frustrated.

[fairwind]

What an ignorant point of view. I'm not unloading on a stranger, even if you didn't sound stupid.

[clerically]

[If it weren't for the scars and the lingering fear, she'd almost think it was just a bad dream. But it wasn't, she really had failed her first time out. It stung, like vines choking the air out of the room.

Was it okay if she was still freaked out a little?

Not thinking enough to change out of her practically ruined kigu, she makes her way outside to see... some guy who looked part bird, on the train. He looked fairly important, but even that wasn't the most pressing thing on her mind. See, she'd forgotten to do something, and it was really important! So if you pass by her, she's just going to wave!

And smile!

(It's good, not being in the dark.)]

I'm sorry I wasn't much help with finding things, I'll try to not get caught up next time. [She's also trying not to look shell-shocked, but...] My name's Morning, I'm new to the whole hero thing.

[desirestruth]

[Oh no, a smol...]

...You don't have to apologize. You...just arrived, didn't you?

[Look at this tall severe lady with the bad rbf. Okay not really tall, she short, but she is regal.]

[aesculapian]

[ has some nice ugly bruising around their neck, but other than that doesn't even really look rumpled. (...aside from the perpetual mess that is their hair, anyway.)

despite the frankly creepy unblinking stare they're leveling in the Angel's direction, they're also not directly answering the question— just making a quietly troubled noise under their breath. ]

Worthy or unworthy ... I see.

[fairwind]

[He feels the stare and glances in their direction. But if they're not arguing, he's not going after them.]

[wontforbidtherain]

I would say 'restoring', not saving. But, yes. Though I think my own opinion matters less than Hazel's. It's his world, not mine. He's going to be the one who has to rebuild after we leave.

[fairwind]

I'm talking about the whole universe. This Star is just a tiny little speck of it, but I doubt your world is any less twisted.

[fuckyew]

[After an afternoon of getting settled in his own team train room, this guy is popping out the next day to finally explore this world in bright ass pink overalls that he's got tied around his waist and a pink cardigan. He's pretty unaware of anything that just happened, people died??? Who knows anything about that.

Or anything really.]

Where am I gonna go to find a regular shirt around here...

[desirestruth]

You'll have to buy one.

[Hey this tall lady looks like hell but she's offering him her coat for the meantime. It's a fancy-ass leather coat. Made for a short curvy lady.

She's doing her best.]

[voreaciously]

[80H is here, obviously pensive in spite of her hidden expression.

She doesn't quite know what was hidden, but then this voice's owner and she is mildly annoyed. She cannot assent to destroying the universe, not when certain people may yet exist in it. It seems as though they've yet to decide on a course of action.

Foolish..]

Such lack of commitment. Are you certain you wish to destroy it?

[fairwind]

I've been thinking about it. Right now, I don't think it's worth saving at the very least.

[nihilmancy]

[Hlasoh wasn't involved in anything that happened last night, and she fell asleep before people got the message beckoning them, so all she knows is that a lot of people this morning seem very upset by something that she wasn't around for?]

Ah, what happened? Everybody seems bothered by something.

[desirestruth]

[So. after more of the posts events...

Naeva is absolutely soaking wet to her waist, probably has more than a few feathers stuck in her hair, is sitting with some flower baskets to make crowns, and looks tired but pretty fuckin' pleased with herself.

Also, she yote a bird into the water and dunked him until he stopped being a dick.

You can ask her what the fuck, if you'd like.]

[bad_crowmance]

[ How about instead: a round of applause? ]

[malignstar]

[ Is still limping around with his maimed (but bandaged) leg and (unbandaged) feathers ]

All life is worth saving.