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auroraexpress2019-07-16 02:06 am
trainmasters) wrote in auroraexpress2019-07-16 02:06 am
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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:
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.]]
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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[ But gosh, now she's really starting to wonder where the heck all of her mysterious scars came from. Was she in some kind of underground fight club?? ]
Uhm, thanks, I think. But I won't lie, I had no idea what I was doing. It just felt ... [ Waves a hand like she's trying to pluck the right words out of the air. ] Natural? Like I've done it before.
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Practice. The key to being a really good fighter is being able to not think. React on instinct. Do it it enough and you can judge what you need to do for what you want.
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[ It's kind of embarrassing! ]
It's hard not to like him, right?
[ As for the rest of what Wash says - ]
Oh my god, maybe I really was in a secret fight club!
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It is very hard to not like him. [Which is why he offered a contingency sex plan.] He helped me test out what I have instincts for.
[He looks over what skin is exposed.]
Well. You're not wrong. You seem to use things around you, which would imply abnormal fighting scenarios.
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They're everywhere. It's why I freaked out when I first woke up … [ Shakes her head. ] But if I'm a member of a secret fight club, what about you? You look like you've got just as many scars as me, and reflexes ... maybe you're a secret agent!
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[Looking down to take note of those scars and he's frowning because she is REAL YOUNG to be having that amount of scarring.] More. My torso may be more scar tissue than not. [DO NOT SAY THE SAME IS FOR YOU, this is sad enough as is.]
I was thinking more military. I'd be a pretty bad secret agent for the number of times I've been shot and the probable grenades.
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[ Ah … ] My torso is just as bad. Like I said, they're everywhere; it's like there's more scars than skin. [ It's kinda spooky and she's not sure she wants to think too seriously about it. Hence: ]
Wait, no! I've got it. You were military, until one day — maybe you just got tired of all the grenades, or maybe something super dramatic happened! And you decided you wanted a career change. So now you're the cop in charge of trying to shut down my fight ring, and that's why fighting each other felt familiar. [ ... ] It ... did feel weirdly familiar for you too, right?
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.... [He's silent for several long moments, comparing how he reacted to her and how he reacted to Rean. When it was Rean, it was hard to judge how much he needed to hold back. He was pulling back his punches, but he hadn't been sure it was enough.]
[He hadn't been thinking in fighting her. Not like Rean, not between letting instincts happen, but not TOO much.]
It was. Rean and I think I might have physical augmentations. I wasn't even thinking of watching my strength with you, but....I didn't really hurt you, did I?
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[ Stupid jokes about special agents and fight clubs helps, too. ]
Physical augmentation …? [ He's a secret agent for sure. She shakes her head though. ] Nope, not at all. Did I hurt you-? [ She very much doubts it. ]
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[Absolutely a secret agent.]
No, not really. It was a good move with the knee, but I also got hit by a rock earlier with barely any signs of it connecting.
And I was expecting some kind of shield. It....could be a coincidence.
....but it wouldn't be hard to figure out if it was the case or not.
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Whoa … [ Super special superhuman secret agent. ] That's so cool! You're just like a hero in an action movie.
[ Brings a hand to her chin, thoughtful. ]
Mostly, I just knew I couldn't let you get a grip on me. [ But that's just common sense, right? He's easily twice her size. ] What do you have in mind?
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A good call with the size difference.
Clover has a lot of stuff for padding. Could do an actual spar. Probably more focused on grappling, I don't want to do any punching quite yet.
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[ But gosh, the thought of trying to actually spar … she sits back on her heels, thinking it over. ]
Sparring with my cool, secret agent rival, huh ...
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[Something tells him he shouldn't fight that moebeam.]
I guess I should know if I have a rebellious, golden hearted punk I keep trying to reform. [Because CLEARLY she's got a golden heart.]
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[ … Wait. ]
[ Wait, she just had an Idea - ]
[ It's a silly idea though. Maybe too silly? ]
And I guess I should spar with you just to figure out what you're capable of. Not because I want to be friends or anything.
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If we fight each other so much our bodies remember? We either hate each others guts or have a mix of fondness and respect. And I can't imagine hating a kid.
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[ She can't help it — she outright giggles. ] Ah, so I'm that sort of person? Complicated and mysterious, with hidden layers. Like one of those cakes with secret chambers and sprinkles inside!
[ Because that's absolutely the kind of analogy a Badass would use. ]
... Guess we'll find out, huh? [ ... ] I just had a dumb idea.
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[Totally.]
We should. Depends how long you've been in fight club. [He's not sure she is, but the other options don't get better. But maybe a won war explains his optimism? Then cop, then fight club.]
What is it?
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[ Honestly, the fight club thing is half a joke … kind of, mostly. It's just better (and more fun!) than worrying about all of the other possibilities. ]
Well, you know, my team's bond is all about promises, right? And maybe, like you said, we really do know each other from before … and if bonds are the best way to help out here … [ Tiny fistpump! Dramatic pause! ] What if I test it out by pinky promising to be your number one rival?
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[Definitely far more preferable, but that's a lot of scars at her age.]
.... [he snorts. Then laughs.] Well, we would be able to see how well we can judge the others competing style. [He's holding out the pinky though.] And since Clover is jokes....maybe a good old fashion prank war.
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[ For now, it's time to very solemnly hook her pinky through his (gosh her hand really is tiny in comparison) ]
I solemnly swear to be your faithful rival, in prank war and in board game, in karaoke and competitive sport, and so on, and so on-
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[She is so tiny, he hopes he murdered whatever horrible oerson who actually did that to a kid.]
[Fuck people like that.]
May the victor go the spoils in wake of leaving their rival in temporary ruin. [The most solem.]
belatedly, [bond]!
[ Fish are very important. ]
Deal. I'll definitely destroy you! [ Gives their pinkies a solemn little shake to seal the promise before withdrawing. ]
Re: belatedly, [bond]!
[Clearly.]
[The most solemn of shakes. Before chuckling as they let go. She's adorable.]
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I'm so powerful I can even win against secret special agent cops.
[ She noms a marshmallow ....... annnnd promptly sprouts a big ol' fluffy german shepherd tail, with a matching set of ears. ]
- Ah!
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