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]

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. ]

[voreaciously]

I supposed you could plead your case later and given sufficient...incentive, I could be made to re-evaluate.

[she wants to have sex with him right now, but ah, that would ruin the fun for the moment. He will have to come to her.]

[bad_crowmance]

Then we'll have to set up a time to... talk it over later.

[ He'd like to have sex with her right now but it's become a game now and it has to be done right. ]

[voreaciously]

[She is ever a patient one and certainly now that there is something to win, after a fashion.

To say nothing of the payoff, as well. Yes, this will prove to be delicious if she can do all she means to.]

I do hope you will not be terribly busy.

[bad_crowmance]

I'm sure we can work something out eventually.

[voreaciously]

[Ah, but when will "eventually" be? He's the one that must impress her, but she's left the time up to his choosing and so has ceded a measure of control in that regard, which, she expects, he'll enjoy.

And perhaps make her suffer for.

The trick is to make it seem like nothing. She can afford to give him that time and that choice to decide. After all, what is it to her? She has all the time in the world. What he doesn't know is that he's the only one she's sleeping with, presently, and so craving him is not only a possibility, but an inevitability.

Still. Patience. Endurance. She does not want for either and will not crumble.

Ah, barely begun and how fun this is already! How she appreciates him, truly.]

I hope you will not mind me, meanwhile.

[She has not actually taken a seat yet, too mindful of serving him.]

[bad_crowmance]

Of course not, I never mind the company of a cute girl~. You know you can sit, right?

[voreaciously]

[She starts to look elsewhere swear to gods before realising oh right yeah he's talking about her.

force of habit.]

Ah, well, I did not wish to intrude...

[But she will delicately take a seat and pull some knitting out of her bag. She barely gets started before a tiny kitten appears, hops on her lap and starts batting and the stray pieces.]

Sunset-chan...

[80H sighs, but she just cannot stay mad and starts to bet the pretty pussy.

cat.]

[bad_crowmance]

[ ! ]

When did you get a cat?

[voreaciously]

She is not mine, I simply agreed to watch her.

[absently scritches her ears to delightful kitty purrs.

80H's face is a bit pink, though.]

[bad_crowmance]

Who's is she, then?

[ Even as he's speaking, he's pulling a chic cat toy out of his pocket. ]

[voreaciously]

Why do you have that?

[not that sunset cares WHY BUT HE HAS HER ATTENTION!!]

She belongs to Dusk-han.

[bad_crowmance]

You never know when you might need it.

[ He says that like it's an answer. Crow starts playing with the cat using the toy. ]

Dusk lent you his cat, huh?

[voreaciously]

[Sunset rolls around in his lap and tries to reach and bat at the toy.]

I take it you are very fond of cats, then. They seem to be rather popular. And yes, or rather he asked me to watch her while he attended to another matter with Miss Aberdeen.

[bad_crowmance]

Well, you know. I like 'em.

[ He loves cats, they're great. ]

I'm guessing you do too, if you accepted cat-sitting duty.

[voreaciously]

[awww he loves cats that's cute.]

...I like to be useful and I had the time. I was confused, mostly.

[bad_crowmance]

Confused by what?

[voreaciously]

Why he would ask me in the first place. We are not exactly friends and a cat is a responsibility.

[except dusk considers her one she's just really stupid and avoidant.

Sunset, meanwhile, is wiggling her butt as she makes to POUNCE!]

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow moves the toy tantalizingly, daring Sunset to pounce on it. ]

Maybe because he knew you'd take it seriously. You never do anything less than your best, after all.

[ It's absolutely that he thinks they're friends but Crow knows better than to say that. ]

[voreaciously]

[She's gonna get it SHE'S GONNA GET IT!!

POUNCING!]

...I suppose, but others would as well. Others who are not...difficult. Like you.