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[trainmasters]

Who: everyone
When: Day 35 morning
Where: the lounge car

[This morning, or whenever you wake up, you will find that there are delicious smells wafting from the lounge car. Upon investigation, one will discover a beautiful spread of hot cocoa and tea and coffee and many marshmallow animals, ideal for putting in your drinks or simply eating wholesale. It isn't just cats either, but many animals of a similar quality of marshmallow, whatever kinds you'd like. But you may find the warm fuzzies they impart might be a bit more than internal.

In a conspicuous place is a note in handwriting many of you may find quite familiar at this point:

Thanks for your help.

- Hazel

His signature isn't alone, either. There are a couple of others, though somehow they're far less readable? Some are definitely just little drawings. Weird.]

[[ooc notes: 10% furry event!! many marshmallows have no effect, but those that do will instill temporary animal parts up to a kemonomimi level! enjoy your ears and tails, folks. and your newbies.]]

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[bad_crowmance]

[ The subtle way she shifts position, the careful way she modulates her tone, the words she chooses..... Damn, that's hot. There's a subtle heat in his eyes, a shifting of his own position-- it's not hard for someone who's been with him as often as she has to see that he's turned on by it. ]

No, you've been... very good about it.

[voreaciously]

Yes. I have been.

[Her voice is calmly confident, brooking no argument, not that he could possibly offer one of any merit. She knows what she's done and what she can do.

On the heels of that thought, though, she sighs, the sound sultry and oh-so disappointed at all once.]

And yet, how soon they forget. Pity. I suppose I will simply have to remind you.

[Moments ago, she would have asked, he knows she would have, but now she does not bother to do so when her fingers dance over those alabaster feathers for an indulgent moment.]

[bad_crowmance]

[ The wings are sensitive, enough so that there is just the barest of hitches from his breath when her fingers gracefully move over his feathers. ]

It'll give me something to look forward to later.

[voreaciously]

Indeed.

[Crow's wings are beautiful, but, more than that, she is glad that touching him there appears to something for him.

Typical.

But not unwelcome, no, not at all. It's small, minute really, but she licks her lips in anticipation.]

But first...

[flying1]

[bad_crowmance]

But first.... flying!

[voreaciously]

Your excitement is charming. Do you plan to jump out of a tree, perhaps?

[bad_crowmance]

Close! I was thinking the train.

[voreaciously]

I suppose while jumping off something would make for a more dramatic spectacle, and thus far more to your liking, you could attempt to fly from the ground, at least for practise. If you cannot generate your own propulsion and height, then it is not true flight, but gliding.

[bad_crowmance]

You're not wrong but I'm thinking baby steps.

[ Jumping off a train is baby steps. ]

[voreaciously]

...Crow-han, that is the opposite of baby steps. What I suggested was baby steps.

[bad_crowmance]

I mean more like gliding first and then trying to start from the ground.

[voreaciously]

As you like, then.

[she thinks it's going to be very difficult to resist trying to gain more altitude in the former case, but it's whatever.]

It will be interesting for certain, no matter the outcome.

[bad_crowmance]

[ She's not wrong, honestly. ]

That's what I figure! One way or the other, it's bound to be a great show.

[voreaciously]

I suppose your gratuitous lack of shame will serve you well.

[bad_crowmance]

It usually does!

[voreaciously]

Only "usually", huh.

[bad_crowmance]

Well, I'd hate to speak in absolutes. Sounds like a good way for something to bite you in the ass.

[voreaciously]

Hoh? What is this, I hear? The gambling man does not wish to tempt fate?

[bad_crowmance]

Even a gambling man needs to know when to hedge his bets.

[voreaciously]

I suppose this is true.

[She is faintly amused, however, even if she does not disagree. This from the man who would eat his own hands before saying "I fold".]

You could make a bond of your demonstration, if the thought did not already occur to you.

[bad_crowmance]

Of course it's occurred to me.

[ He winks at her. ]

But I'll thank you for that anyway.

[voreaciously]

[Her ears roll up in what is clearly a perk a little before she can stop them, if she's even aware.

Ahhh, being thanked--]

Ahhh--no, it is nothing.

[bad_crowmance]

[ Oh no, that's incredibly cute. ]

Maybe, but I'm doing it anyway.

[voreaciously]

[slowly approaching bully]

There's no need, though.

[she doesn't sound like her usual clinically denying self, more embarrassed than anything.]</small.

[bad_crowmance]

I don't know if you've noticed this about me, but usually I do things because I want to.