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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

[voreaciously]

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.

[schrodingerscockroach]

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?]

[voreaciously]

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

[it will only be a waste of time.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Does that happen a lot?

[voreaciously]

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

[schrodingerscockroach]

Because having problems with bonding or something else?

[voreaciously]

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.

[schrodingerscockroach]

[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...

[voreaciously]

[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]

[schrodingerscockroach]

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

[voreaciously]

I manage just fine with the amount of people present. It is everyone else that takes issue.

[which like, guys, stop. there are maybe 20ish or something people that's totally enough to save the whole univer]

[schrodingerscockroach]

[To be fair, it is possible to do with less than ten, but NOT REALLY RECOMMENDED.]

How do they take issue?

[voreaciously]

A lot of complaining, righteous anger, glaring, and pleading, mostly.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Why glaring and righteous anger?

[He can see the other two, tbh.]

[voreaciously]

Because they have people, places, and things in this universe they wish to protect and I impede that, or something of that nature.

[she sounds casual and unaffected.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

.... [He looks unimpressed.] Uh huh. [And just gonna think she's lying or people actually believe her.]

So there's other cars, right? Kind of just wandered out into this one.

[voreaciously]

There are, but what is with that reaction.

[schrodingerscockroach]

What reaction?

[voreaciously]

It seemed as though you did not believe what I said.

[schrodingerscockroach]

[He shrugged.] What reaction were you expecting?

[voreaciously]

I suppose it is not important.

[it's funny in a deeply ironic sort of way, but he wouldn't remember how, if he ever knew.]

Were there specific cars you wished to see?

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Considering how helpful she's been, he has a hard time believing she really does impede at all.]

There's a garden one, supposedly?

[voreaciously]

Yes. Is that something you wish to see?

[schrodingerscockroach]

Sure. Inside a vehicle garden is probably at least a little cool looking.

[voreaciously]

Miss dos Martos may make a better guide than myself, she is heavily associated with the garden, and she is bound to like you.