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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.]]

Comments

[schrodingerscockroach]

Not a fan, I take it?

[Hello fellow kitty person.]

[nihilmancy]

I should have known, but I keep coming back.

[schrodingerscockroach]

It's understandable. Who can resist the siren call of puffed up sugar and hot drinks?

[nihilmancy]

I'm undone by my own desires.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Well, can't get any worse. [Raises a cup to her.]

[nihilmancy]

[Raises her own marshmallow cup.]

To being cats with cavities.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Cats with cavities.

[Takes a drink.]

So, I'm new, working on the name front. What's yours?

[nihilmancy]

Hlasoh.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Nice to meet you, Hlasoh.

You play, I take it? [Gesturing to her flute.]

[nihilmancy]

[It closely resembles a middle eastern "ney" flute from earth.]

From time to time. I'm no expert, but I've trained from an early age.

[schrodingerscockroach]

That's cool. All right if I listen, or is that a private thing?

[nihilmancy]

Ah, if you wish?

[schrodingerscockroach]

Yeah, seems cool.

[Also trying to get to know people.]

[nihilmancy]

[Playing a slow and plaintive tune, the timbre of her flute mournful and breathy.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Oh. Well, that's kind of sad. Though also kind of calming.]

[Will listen, sipping his drink thoughtfully.]

[nihilmancy]

[It is sad, but it could just be the way she plays it. There's a great deal of feeling to the melody. She's no virtuoso, but she's definitely a fairly talented musician. But she stops soon enough, and takes another drink.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

That was really good. Do you remember how you learned?

[nihilmancy]

Unfortunately, I was not robbed of any memories at all.

[schrodingerscockroach]

....ah.

Sorry.

[Because it was unfortunate she wasn't robbed is telling.]

[nihilmancy]

[Her eyes narrow.]

I just mean that it was annoying in some ways, being surrounded by all these amnesiacs and losing my magic.

[But yeah, her memories are full of terrible.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Oh! [Okay, that is less terrible.] Yeah, being without something like that would be really annoying.

[nihilmancy]

Well, I have regained several of them in any case.

[schrodingerscockroach]

What kind of magic is it?

[nihilmancy]

Star Magic is what I am most attuned to. Motion, force, distance. I can fly, move objects, project energy, and teleport some distance. In theory I have the ability to see far away things and obtain information through divination, but none of that has come back.

[schrodingerscockroach]

[.....oh my god.]

That's so cool.