auroraexpress | EVENT: ORIGIN'S ORIGINS (Aftermingle)

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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Maybe just get some of it out of your system, then?

I should actually cry on you, if you're gonna be a smartass about it.

[But he got a laugh out of her!]

Sorry, afraid I don't have an "off" switch for being a smartass.

Pfffft. Jerk.

[Alright, she's done hugging. She's gonna muss his hair a bit, though!]

Heeeeeey, watch the hair!

[ He swats at her hand. ]

[Batting back.]

I'm only making improvements, you should appreciate this.

[ He can and will turn this into a hand-swatting contest. ]

Too bad there's no improving on perfection.

[BAT BAT BAT BAT look this is nice and now we don't have to discuss you don't understand feelings, see, it's fine.]

Is that what perfection looks like these days?

[ He understands feelings just fine, thank you very much, he just doesn't understand why she was having them. ]

Every day of the week!

I think whoever decided that needs their eyes checked.

[wow it's not like she makes references to you being her friend or like her sibling or anything, Crow!!]

[ It's not like Naeva doesn't know he has trust issues that haven't gone away just because of a moment of enforced emotional bonding so shhhhh. ]

I think you're the one that needs her eyes checked.

My judgement is never wrong, and you must accept this, Crow.

[One of these days someone is going to get through to you, Crow, and she'll only be slightly miffed Rean managed it when she couldn't!]

I'm not interested in accepting delusional lies, Naeva.

[ Rean hasn't fully managed it yet, but he is the likeliest candidate for getting through to him first. ]

[It's fine. Maybe then you can convince Rean he has value.]

In the first place, delusions can't be lies, as lies are an active twisting of the facts. In the second place, it's no delusion to be poking holes in your ego.