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[desirestruth]

Who: The Glitter Criminal
When: Day 42, Morning
Where: The Jackal Express

[Hey, Aurora. Do you hear that? A slight whining noise, barely audible over the noises of the train itself?

Well, early in the morning of day 42, that whine becomes a loud POP.

And now all the public cars and all of Senna is literally covered in glitter. Glitter rains from the vents. Shoots out from under seats. Glitter big enough to come in funny shapes. Tiny iridescent glitter that you're never going to get out of your clothes coats the windows, making the scenery glimmer. Glitter everywhere in every shape, size and color.]

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[desirestruth]

[Amidst the chaos and snowdrift sized piles of glitter, a jackal head pops out of a pile and makes a sleepy whine.

...And then a loud, confused yipe.

Naeva's got some questions.]

What in the world...?

[bowtiedbones]

[BLONDE WOLF TACKLE INCOMING]

Naeva!

[desirestruth]

[OH GOD SHE WAS UNPREPARED DOGGO DOWN.]

--Eliza?

[wontforbidtherain]

[she was not expecting this when coming out of Thyme's car]

I have questions. And possibly concerns.

[desirestruth]

I have absolutely no answers.

[JUST. A JACKAL. HERE IN A PILE OF GLITTER.

HELLO.]

[wontforbidtherain]

Another day of life on the train?

[bowtiedbones]

[peering around her, still safely inside Thyme]

Oh geez.

[wontforbidtherain]

I am going to spend so very much time in the ocean until this is cleared away.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Looks like a train chaos thing.

[Had been going to the gym, then glitter as soon as he got there.]

[Also he had spent the night last night if Cat would have noticed. Eliza got a new sleeping buddy.]

[wontforbidtherain]

[good for Eliza. Yes, Cat would have noticed.]

Train chaos. What a unexpectedly useful phrase.

Senna

[daydreamshimmer]

[Hey]

[Hey Senna, how are you sleeping?]

[Probably not well since a newbie is screaming bloody murder in her room]

Re: Senna

[desirestruth]

[MY HEARING IS SEVERAL TIMES BETTER THAN A HUMANS, WHY

Which is to say the door just got slammed open and there's a spooky-looking woman with bright glowing eyes and a shirt that clearly belongs to someone else, because Naeva thought someone was being murdered in here.

She's helping.]

Re: Senna

[learnedfool]

[Because this is what a fellow new arrival wants to hear. Corresponding with a voice in his head panicking that she has no powers and Pen how is this possible, what is going on? Given Desdemona seemed to be... well, unharmed... at the moment, he asked her to let him deal with the screaming girl first.]

[This is probably urgent enough he can get away without changing into real clothing as well; what he was sleeping in will work.]

[Cue one of those weird hairless apes around dashing into the room looking alarmed and trying to look threatening without having a weapon (or a clue)]

What is it?

[schrodingerscockroach]

[He had been going to the gym.]

[And got hit by a wave of ky when he opened the door.]

....really.

[fuckyew]

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Noon WAS going to visit the garden but. WELL.]

[bowtiedbones]

It's in here too!?

[desirestruth]

There's no end to it...

[SHE'S STUCK IN A PILE OF IT

HELP]

[schrodingerscockroach]

You too, huh?

[Just coated in glitter.]

[bowtiedbones]

[in the communal kitchen, dumping glitter out of pots and pans and onto the floor

wearing the rainboots she bought last time there was glitter chaos. zero regret purchase.]

I hope this is food-grade.

[schrodingerscockroach]

It would make life a lot easier. [He is here, covered in glitter.]

[bluediligence]

[ There's a snowdrift-sized pile of glitter burying one of the couches! Anyone trying to sit down there without sweeping it away first will be greeted by a loud (sleepy) SQUAWK of shock from somewhere deep underneath ]

[ If you do clear it? Congratulation on unearthing Faito, who's curled up snoozing in her gym clothes. ]

[desirestruth]

...Miss? Miss I don't think you should sleep there.

[MA'AM

MA'AM PLS.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Hey, at least she didn't get sit on by Dusk.]

[Instead it's a small cat whose plopping on her face.]

Senna

[learnedfool]

[Well, congrats, Senna, you have someone who has taken the 'I am going to poke around before drawing attention to myself or getting hostile' approach]

[which means someone is trying to sneak into the common room without drawing attention to himself; Pen does not have that much skill]

[desirestruth]

[OH THANK THE GODS ANOTHER ADULT--

by the way she's an undead witch-queen and I'm 90% sure Desdemona will be able to tell.]

...Can I help you?

[She can smell magic but can't sense his soul-stuff. She can, however, smell and hear him because, you know.

Jackal.]