EVENT: BLANKET FIC

[trainmasters]

Who: All the lovely Heroes!
When: Day 44, morning
Where: Around the train

[ It may have been only a few days, but did that heatwave feel like it lasted forever to anyone else? No? Either way, it's gone now. Bringing with it a blessed coolness. Actually wait, it's cold-- too cold! Worse yet, not even going into the train seems to really help. Fortunately, someone seems to have been kind enough to leave some nice, fuzzy blankets lying around. Too bad it doesn't seem to help much unless you share them with someone...

Either way, you're in luck because you've got some new teammates on the train! The notification appears cheerfully on everyone's Chains:

WELCOME NEW HEROES

Enjoy the cold...? ]

[[ 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 cold snap will persist-- along with the lovely blankets lying around. Enjoy! ]]

Comments

[featherbeaned]

[ It's an offer that she immediately accepts, giving his hand — and his arm — a thorough sniffing. Very noticeably in this cold weather, she radiates a cosy, toasty warmth, like a space heater on four legs. ]

Good morning! Hi! Hello.

[handfulofglory]

[ hmm. not a pet then? this train is proving even stranger than he thought.

he just smells like human. ]

Are you enjoying your explorations today?

[featherbeaned]

[ Her nose is sensitive enough that all humans have interesting differences, however small. ]

Yes! There's lots to smell and look at, and many people. Are you new, too?

[handfulofglory]

Indeed, young mistress. I've only just begun to explore myself.

[featherbeaned]

[ Cheeps excitedly-! ]

Let's explore together!

[handfulofglory]

I would certainly welcome your company. Where shall we explore next?

[featherbeaned]

Outside! Outside! Have you been outside yet? I haven’t.

[handfulofglory]

No, I have not. Perhaps we could take a short look?

[featherbeaned]

[ She doesn’t waste any time in setting off for the nearest exit, her gait a bouncy, almost puppy-like trot. ]

Do you remember things? Your name?

[handfulofglory]

[ following at a more sedate pace ]

No, I don't. Do you?

[featherbeaned]

No! [ She doesn't sound too concerned by that. ]

No memories. But I got a name; Dusk gave me one. I'm Meridian!