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! ]]

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[featherbeaned]

[ Rolls back onto her front, with her wings still all flopped out so they dangle over the edge of the table. ]

Nothing. No memories. [ Shrugs with her wings. Her tail sways slowly, feathers rustling as they drag over the floor. ] S'pose I'll have to find them somewhere.

[schrodingerscockroach]

That's a common problem.

When I got here, I didn't remember anything either. But we can get them back. [Standing up andgesturing her to follow.] I'm guessing you didn't use your Chain at all? [Pulls his out in example.]

[featherbeaned]

Chain? [ Hops off the table. ] That's a mobile phone.

[ Now that she's talking more, it's easier to notice that she's got a (northern) British accent. ]

Too busy to play with it.

[schrodingerscockroach]

.... [The dragon knows what a cell is.] Yeah, Conductor calls them Chains for some reason. We'll need to get you a bag so you can carry it. It unlocks the main door to the train and to Clover, the car you woke up in. That's our team name.

[....just gonna put in that order now, actually, for when they get back to Clover later. For now, lounge car.]

[featherbeaned]

[ ofc she knows what a cell is, she isn't from the dark ages, gosh ]

Bag? Saddlebag? [ How do dragons carry bags!! ] Team name? We're a team? A team on a train?

[schrodingerscockroach]

It'd probably be the easiest thing for you to use to carry stuff, yeah. [Saddlebags ftw.]

Correct. We're on a team, Clover. We're teammates. There's six teams on the train. Ginger, Jasmine, Licorice, Thyme, and Senna. They all have colors. We're pink. [Getting a drink of water because he read for like five hours.]

[featherbeaned]

[ is he getting water from a faucet or something ]

[ because ]

[ if he is ]



[ jumps up onto the counter once he's done to drink right from the tap, nevermind that she could've reached from the floor - ]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Jesus-





....was jumping up necessary?

[featherbeaned]

Always!

[ Rumbles a laugh, even as she practically contorts her head around to get at the stream of water ]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Gonna give a heart attack one day.

[featherbeaned]

No, no. You'll live.

[ It's fine!! ]

[ Turns the faucet off once she's done, shaking her head to get water off. ]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Nope, you're definitely gonna murder me. [Time to see if the dragon understands sass directed at ehr.]

[Then gonna down the rest of this glass cause things to do, but need the hydration.]

[featherbeaned]

[ Hops down from the counter ]

No. No, no. Your heart will get stronger.

[ Through exposure, you know. ]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Nope, gonna keel over and die. Just fall down dead. [Definitely teasing. Also leading her towards the bond poster.]

[featherbeaned]

[ She follows, bouncy and almost puppy-like (albeit much more co-ordinated). ]

Oh. Well. Oops?

[ She’s. So repentant. ]

[schrodingerscockroach]

[He chuckles.]

Okay. So, as I've said, we're a team. And we're a team on a train that's kind of traveling between dimensions. We're from different places.

Are you familiar with the concept of alternate dimensions?

[featherbeaned]

[ It may or may not be surprising that she actually perks up at the idea of alternate dimensions. ]

Yes! Really? We are?

[schrodingerscockroach]

[THE DRAGON KNOWS THIS, that is legit surprising.]

Yeah. Like I don't think dragons are a thing for my dimension.

[featherbeaned]

Maybe you just didn't see them.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Maybe. Are dragons secret normally?

[featherbeaned]

[ Frowns ... ]

Don't know. But I am magic!

[schrodingerscockroach]

We can compare notes later because I think it's very rarely sometimes a thing for me. Or I just want to believe in magic that much, one of those.

But there's a lot of places that are a lot of magic being very common and that's definitely not my place, so dimensions.

[featherbeaned]

[ She's still frowning some, thoughtful … ]

[ But then she shakes it off, literally, not unlike a dog. ]

Makes sense. Many worlds, dimensions, realities, and voidspaces out there.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Very true.

Now for the bad news.

We're here because something bad happened to home. This thing called the Malice has consumed it.

And we're supposed to save it.

[featherbeaned]

[ Home has been consumed by a thing called the malice ]

[ Hm ]

[ She seems to think that over for a moment, and then - ]

Okay.