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[hot_mess_express]

Who: Heroes
When: Day 36 night
Where: Back outside the train

[Well. You’re all in some kind of. State. A rather chagrined voice mutters on the wind;]

That isn’t quite how I envisioned it going…

[At any rate! There are new stars in the sky in ginger goldenrod, thyme apple and senna terracotta.

Well how are you all doing?]

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[survivaltricks]

[WELL. . . here is unicorn guy, and he looks. . . uh. super pale and suuuuper out of it. but his gaze sweeps across the field, taking in the various states of various people, and for a moment?]

[he allows himself to look pained and uncertain, before he scrubs at his eyes with one hand and sucks in a sharp, steadying breath]

H— hey.

[oh he is talking to you]

Are you okay?

[voreaciously]

[this lady here is absolutely fine, just trying to help out where she might, honestly.]

Of all the times to be absent--

[survivaltricks]

[HE IS. . . torn between keeping to himself and rushing to the sides of anyone who seems to be in visible distress, honestly. but when she addresses him he does lift his head a bit to blink at her, to make sure that she isn't visibly injured]

You. . . you missed it?

[voreaciously]

Yes. What has happened to you?

[survivaltricks]

[his hand shoots to his chest, fingers brushing over his heart, all on instinct]

Nothing. It's fine.

[hhhhha]

Is there anything I can do for you, anyway?

[voreaciously]

You are not fine, do not waste my time with lies or misplaced selflessness. I am here to help, so how may I aid to resolve your situation?

[said like a doctor who just really does not have time for this bullshit LET HER HELP YOU FOOL]

[bowtiedbones]

Um. Mentally or physically?

[on account of the lizardness]

[survivaltricks]

[. . .]

[rubs his eyes]

[nope lizard still there]







Both. . .?

[bowtiedbones]

Um. I'm okay, besides the obvious.

[survivaltricks]

[lizard lizard lizard. . . what does lizard meat taste like?]






I like your scales.

[IS HE DELIRIOUS]

[yes]

[bowtiedbones]

...

Thanks, they're new.

[awakenerd]

Um, are you?!

[survivaltricks]

[NO]

I asked first.

[awakenerd]

Yeah I just got back from exploring and I apparently missed a lot. Who are you? And what happened? Are you okay? Or rather, you don't look okay.

[survivaltricks]

[oh my god that is so many questions holy SHIT]

This. . . is a terrible way to meet someone.

[awakenerd]

Yeah. Well, hi. I'm Rean. You don't look great.

[fisherofmen]

[ looks

totally normal! ]

Fine. How about you?

[survivaltricks]

[o]

I'm okay.

[lol]

You were there? For the trial? Or did you miss it?

[fisherofmen]

[ with a tilt of his head ]

What happened?

[survivaltricks]

. . .

[hhhhha]

I don't know what happened to everyone else, but some people seem to be slowly turning into clockwork.

[fisherofmen]

. . .

They're turning into clocks?

[nihilmancy]

[Looking sick and also extremely out of it as she sits down in a borrowed coat from Senna.]

Not even a little.

[survivaltricks]

[ah. yeah]

[another deep breath]

Seems to be the mood around here. Can I do anything for you?

[nihilmancy]

I wish you could. But probably not. I don't really, ah, trust anybody enough- to confide in right now.

[survivaltricks]

[mood]

. . . yeah. That's all right. I get it.

[sets his jaw firmly]

Then-- how about some water. A blanket? Something to help calm you down?