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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:

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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Why not?

It is only common sense. If someone refuses to cooperate, instead of wasting energies on them, find someone who shall when they are in ample supply.

Six teams, seven bedrooms, max number is forty-two. Is Clover the only team that isn't full?

No.

[not even close]

Let me guess, teams about even?

So even if everyone else was....five. Clover's four. That's twenty-nine. And we have the powers that be in charge, but that's- [There's a pause.] Well, that might not count, depending.

Twenty-nine people to save stars and universes and so much from this Malice.

That isn't ample supply. Especially considering the conditions some of us are suffering from.

I could not speak accurately the matter of teams, I do not speak to anyone.

[a lie, but not farflung.]

You are correct. It should follow that it is all the more reason not to waste time with dead weight, no?

No one's dead weight.

[The answer was immediate. And he actually. Pauses.]

[Looks down for a few moments because the moment he actually says it, there's a lot of feelings there. The thought of anyone being treated like dead weight, expendable, they don't matter, is....]

[It makes him angry because it's just not true and it's weird because he believes it strongly and he doesn't know why.]

People aren't dead weight. They never are and anyone who looks at people like that...that's not someone I want to be.

People may not be, but I am not a person, so it is a moot issue.

Of course you're a person.

I am not, but this is not a relevant discussion.

There is nothing about you that isn't a person.

Except all of me is not.

[so you know]

At any rate, it is not important for the time being.

You're so very much a person it's kind of ridiculous.

Which I am going to continue to believe and treat you as such, so that doesn't change what I think.

You're not dead weight. And any evidence to the contrary you'll have to provide because I don't see any. [Waves a hand in the air.]

So what's with the TV? [Because he does see the circular argument, but he also knows he can't change a mind right away. But oh, he has plans.]

I am not, but nevermind that. The screen displays memories when they are earned. They will be viewed by all who are present, but for a nominal fee, they can be played privately, as well.

Still no evidence.

....is there a reason people would pay extra just to make their memories private?

[And he looks. Genuinely confused at the idea.]

I do not require your belief nor approval of the facts.

[but like, wrt memories, she sort of gives him a look like seriously sir.

sir?]

...Memories tend to be private and would ordinarily be. However, circumstances being what they are, there are those who would not enjoy sharing the deepest parts of themselves to all and sundry.

If you say so.

[Guess what happens when you forget that AI who was crystallized memory that blew up in your head?]

[He is listening, frowning and looking confused. When it came to people, accomplishing goals, that stuff he gets. (After all, that was always consistent, all that changed was his own personal investment and what he'd risk.) But he tries to think of memory, what that means, and it's like sand sifting through his fingers.]

I guess....private makes...sense? [People do things that are private, so memories would have things that are private. So that'd make sense?]

If you cannot understand it, do not concern yourself with it.

[it will only be a waste of time.]

Does that happen a lot?

Not everyday, at least. Not everyone is terribly ambitious with earning sparks.

Because having problems with bonding or something else?

I could not tell you as, once again, I do not speak to others, and I make a point to exit if memories are playing while I am present, usually.

[Of course she doesn't speak to others as she speaks to him and has been A While.]

...yeah, okay.

Gotta be a good way to change that though. Maybe that's why people are so low...

[she shrugs elegantly]

It could be motivation. I do not particularly care.

[she's rolling in that sparkle that's all that matters, though she could always use more]

Hey, you were the one who wanted there to be ample supply of people so people would leave you alone.