EVENT: ~*~Heat Wave~*~

[trainmasters]

Who: Heroes! Old ones, new ones...!
When: Day 42, afternoon
Where: Around the train

[ Good news, everyone! Those pesky cicadas are gone at last! You might have even had a chance to relax, except....

Except for the heat wave.

It's like the worst parts of the last dregs of summer come to torture you with excrutiating heat. It's heat so bad you could swear that you've started melting yourself the second you step outside. It's terrible. At least with the cold you can add more layers on, how are you supposed to deal with heat?? You can't just walk around naked??

(That's not a suggestion.)

Here's the thing about the heat, though: It's bad enough that it's causing mirages-- mirages of people you may even recognize, people who are lost in the dark. People who will try to lead you into danger, people who don't want what's best for you after all....

That aside, you may or may not have noticed that there's some new teammates on the train! The notification appears cheerfully on everyone's Chains:

WELCOME NEW HEROES

And you may find yourself wearing a label you can't seem to remove until you've spoken to at least one other person: "Hi, I'm ______! Talk to me about ______!"

There's a mischievous giggle in the wind that you may recognize as the same one that ran the plants and secrets game. ]

[[ NOTES: You're welcome to make team posts if you like, or intro directly into this mingle if you haven't already. Until next month's placements, the heat wave will persist. Characters stand the risk of seeing castmates not in the game until that point, mirages from the heat. Enjoy! ]]

Comments

[voreaciously]

[she chucks an ice cube at his head.

which might be welcome in this heat?

anyway where did that even come fr]

Perhaps not. I will simply have to outdo you.

[god, don't flirt don't flirt don't flirt.]

[bad_crowmance]

[ It is in fact wanted and he grabs it and puts it in between his forehead and his bandanna. He's guessing she magicked it into existence. ]

You're always welcome to try.

[ He practically purrs out the last word. ]

1/2

[voreaciously]

[WHY DO YOU FLIRT ALWAYS!

ALWAYS!!

she's so wea]

[voreaciously]

[ohey tho she distracted by that ice cube]

Are you truly so hot? [A beat.]

Temperature-wise.

[Because she knows you.]

[bad_crowmance]

Yes and yes.

[ Though Dusk at least bought him a cooler outfit. ]

[voreaciously]

[she just gives him A Look.]

[bad_crowmance]

[voreaciously]

I suppose I could help...

[but he looks so hot all sweaty like. :c]

[bad_crowmance]

Do you come with air conditioning?

[ He would totally bang her if she came with air conditioning. ]

[voreaciously]

[She sighs, like, is this what she's being reduced to.

anyway yes. the answer is yes.

she does some smooth hand seals and suddenly the very immediate area is lit up by a magic circle and the air is cooler.

you're welcome.]

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow flashes a grin at her. ]

See, and this is why I like you~!

[ The sex helps, too. ]

[voreaciously]

I am certain the sex helps too.

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow laughs. ]

You said it first~!

[voreaciously]

Only because you were certainly thinking it.

[bad_crowmance]

Yeah but you said it. I wasn't going to.

[ He winks at her. ]

[voreaciously]

[She will just refill his glass.]

I suppose the sex is adequate.

[bad_crowmance]

[ Adequate?! Adequate?! ]

...Adequate, huh?

[voreaciously]

Adequate. Mmm. I suppose.

[bad_crowmance]

You and I both know it's more than "adequate."

[voreaciously]

Do I, though?

[bad_crowmance]

I'd be more than happy to give you another demonstration.

[ Which is exactly what she's going for and he knows it but it's working anyway, dammit. ]

[voreaciously]

[she would never]

Is that so? Well, I suppose I could find the time. Later.

[bad_crowmance]

[ He narrows his eyes. ]

Of course, if you're not interested we could just stop altogether.

[voreaciously]

[holy moly.

there are no cards on the table, but this has suddenly become a game of poker.]

That is an option. What is a lady to do, I wonder...?

[bad_crowmance]

It's always a lady's prerogative to choose.

[ He winks at her. ]