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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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[ It's! It's fine. She's alive and, sure, she's an amnesiac, but now that she's had some time to calm down after the initial shock … she's honestly okay? It's something she can work with. ]

[ 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. ]

I'm stronger and denser than I look. Harder hits, take them better. Goes with the chips at the back of my neck.

[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.

[ Oh my gosh??]

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?

I....I guess? [Someone thinks he's cool? That's weird????]

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.

Definitely cool! [ Now she grins, earnest and bright. ]

[ 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 ...

[Oh gosh, WHY ARE THERE SO MANY CUTE EARNEST KIDS HERE.] I-okay. ['-']

[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.]

G-Golden hearted … [ Oh NO ] No way, I'm bad to the bone.

[ … 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.

That's why its heart of gold. You can be bad to the bone and have a golden heart.

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.

…

[ 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.

Without a doubt. Gonna punch a guy's lights out one day and volunteer at the animal shelter in the mirning.

[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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People bet on fight clubs, right? Maybe I secretly donate all of the money to charity — or the animal shelter I volunteer at.

[ 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?

Maybe it was about to be closed down and you needed a way to consistently get big money. Totally fighting for the greater good. And kittens.

[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.

And puppies! And ducklings! [ She will protect all of the adorable baby animals, no matter what the cost to herself. ]

[ 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-

And tiny little hamsters.

[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.]

And fish, all sorts of fish, because fish are friends and deserve homes, too.

[ Fish are very important. ]

Deal. I'll definitely destroy you! [ Gives their pinkies a solemn little shake to seal the promise before withdrawing. ]

Costs a lot of money, running that aquarium, but they'll never go without excellent fish food with fight money.

[Clearly.]

[The most solemn of shakes. Before chuckling as they let go. She's adorable.]

Not just any fight money — champion fight money. [ Fake preens, complete with an attempt to toss her hair. It … it doesn't really work. ]

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!

But of course. Gotta be a wily and powerful one to manage that, especially on a consistent basis.

....

[Nope, he's just gonna laugh because it's so sudden and adorable.]

[ She's too distracted by SUDDEN PUPPER PARTS to even carry on their conversation, patting at them all like ?? what ?? is this ???? ]

I-! I'm so fluffy?! What am I? [ Grabs her tail to try to pull it around. ]

Looks like a dog.

The marshmallows did that. I don't normally have cat ears.

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belatedly, [bond]!

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