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Who: anyone
When: day 38, after noon
Where: in and around the train

[A gentle breeze keeps the afternoon cool. It seems peaceful around now, with the malice pushed back so far, unless you're heading to the island of concentrated malice of course.

It's a good day to relax and daydream.

Distantly you might sometimes hear the tick ticking of clockwork? Or it might be your imagination.

Speaking of imagination, if you think about things too hard you may find your thoughts and feelings shared with those nearby. Or even if you don't think hard at all.

At the mildest this might simply be like your thoughts and emotions being understood by others next to you, either in a vague or explicitly detailed way, but at the most extreme you might project shared delusions. Something like others getting to watch your own memories. Or fantasy sequences. Or inner monologues. Or maybe even blending you delusions with another's.

Whether it goes that far or remains a more telepathic/empathic thing is very random.]

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[ She might have asked more about the spiritual energy thing, but, uh. That? That is distracting. Very distracting. ]

... What?

My life is crazy.

Like a space soap opera!

[ ... ]

... Did you really fight aliens?

I fought aliens after being temporarily put in charge of a whole base because I was the best bet for a siege scenario. I was awake almost the whole four days.

[ Uhm. ]

[ UHM!! ]

I ... guess sometimes you've got to put people in a tough spot if it's the only way, but, geez. I hope they let you sleep for a week afterwards.

I passed out after the aliens retreated when our reinforcements arrived. They didn't have a lot of choice.

Edited 2019-08-13 10:10 (UTC)

[ Holy fuck, that's way more concerning than reassuring. ]

... You were okay, afterwards?

I would assume so? I couldn't have been much older than you.