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[hot_mess_express]

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.]

Comments

Done.

[bad_crowmance]

....I'm lucky to what??

Re: Done.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Have him?

[Pause.]

Oh! Not like. You own him. [Because clearly that's why you went on a weird face journey.]

Just the whole dating, boyfriend thing.

1/5.

[bad_crowmance]

[bad_crowmance]

[ I'm sorry what? ]

[bad_crowmance]

[ Dating... thing? ]

[bad_crowmance]

[ Boyfriend thing? ]

Done. Again.

[bad_crowmance]

Look, you've definitely got the wrong idea here. I'm not-- we're not dating!?

Re: Done. Again.

[schrodingerscockroach]

....you're not?

[bad_crowmance]

Of course we're not, how is this even a question??

[schrodingerscockroach]

The way you talk about each other?

The way you look at each other?

Pretty much everything the other does in concerns to the other?

[bad_crowmance]

You've got the wrong idea. We're friends, partners. But he's not my boyfriend.

[ Just ignore the way they look at each other and talk about each other and--- ]

[schrodingerscockroach]

....

So you aren't in love with him?

[bad_crowmance]

You can't just ask people if they're in love with their friends!

[schrodingerscockroach]

....why not?

[bad_crowmance]

What do you mean, "why not?" Because he's my friend, obviously!

[schrodingerscockroach]

I would think that'd make it easier to talk about your feelings for him?

[Why wouldn't you trust your friends without question with your heart?]

[bad_crowmance]

I think you're missing the point entirely here.

[schrodingerscockroach]

...I guess?

[Still giving him a look.]

[This may be going into 'so THAT'S Crow's issue' box.]

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow has so many issues, have fun discovering them! ]

If you're looking for Rean's boyfriend, you should talk to Randy. But that's not me.

[schrodingerscockroach]

I thought it was an open poly thing. With you two being flirts and Rean being Rean.

[bad_crowmance]

Yeah?

[ His tone says "so what?" ]

Rean's a great guy, he can have as many boyfriends as he wants. But I'm not one of 'em.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Never said Rean wasn't great. He just also cares a lot, is very openly affectionate, and has all the spirit stuff. [Between self perception and sex to live thing.] He's very charming and fun to tease.

Its just also obvious you're special to each other, so. [Shrugs.]

[bad_crowmance]

He's my divine knight, obviously that's special.

[ He opens his mouth to say more but snaps it shut after a moment, looking out to the water. ]

It's like I said, Rean's a great guy. Heck, I'm a pretty great guy. But flirting aside, I'm not really what you'd call "dating material." Don't you think Rean deserves someone who can give him the kind of open affection he deserves?

....I'm not that guy.

[schrodingerscockroach]

....

Well. I could be off base here. My romantic experience has a tenuous existence and maybe game penalty.

But it seems important, to let the other person decide what they want, rather than what you think they deserve. Because, totally hypothetical, if you love someone, you want the best for them.

And people really can be their own worst critics.

You're the kind of guy who wants to take care of his buds, those important. Safe enough baseline to let Rean choose what he wants.

And if you want, that's all I'll say and we can change the subject.

[bad_crowmance]

[ He's quiet for a moment. ]

....The breeze is nice today.

[ So yes, we are changing the subject before Crow says anything else he didn't really want to. ]