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Who: You
When: Day 52, morning
Where: Anywhere

[Of course there's still the flowers that, when stepped on, enhance or dull a sense, and there are still some chocolates in the lounge if you missed them or want more.

But this morning dawns with an infestation of bats.

That is, tiny tiny clockwork bats that get in your hair and coffee and make tiny tiny clockwork bat screeches.

Should you encounter a clockwork bat, and they're pretty hard to dodge, the next person you talk to will... Well, see one of your memories.

Otherwise it seems like a pretty typical morning, and the bats will be gone by afternoon.]

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Whoa there, little guy!

[ Crow brushes a clockwork bat off of him. ]

Off you go!

((OOC: I can do Cold Steel 1/2 spoilers or Aurora memories, let me know if you have a preference!))

[ooc: hit me with whatever you really reaaaaally wanna do from 1 or 2.]

Curious little creatures, are they not?

[speaking of curious things, a huge, beautiful black moth with three-foot wingspan flaps its wings over her shoulder, hovering close by.]

No kidding. Is it just me or do they look mechanical....?

[ Anyway, while he's talking she gets a very gay memory. ]

...

[Tasteless.

But not unexpected.

80H's lips purse like she's tasted something just a little too sour.]

I would venture that it is best not to interact with them, after all.

[ He sees that tiny reaction out of her, the subtle pursing of her lips. ]

...What'd they do?

[She pauses for a moment.

Well, nothing for it.]

I saw one of your memories.

Man, I bet that's someone's idea of bonding.

[ He looks up at the ceiling of the train car as though Cardamom was sitting there to answer for his perceived crimes. ]

Which one did you get, anyway?

[How to put this as tactfully and as sanitised as possible.]

You were returning some money that was lent to you.

[#nailedit]

[ That doesn't happen often, so-- ]

And then the guy had the gall to charge me interest! I swear, some guys.

[ He shakes his head. ]

Let's both make sure to avoid any more bats.

[ah so we're doing that thing where we don't really address anything of actual, substantial import.

must be a day that ends with 'y'. Got it.]

Considering your proclivities, it would seem you are owed the charging of some interest. A good deal.

I can't believe you're taking his side!

[ BETRAYAL?! ]

Me neither. People who do not pay other back are the worst sort. They are inconvenient, shameless, and liable to be late with their library returns as well.

[ This is the utterly shameless expression of a guy who is late with his library returns as well. ]

Hey, I paid him back! ....Eventually. You saw it right there.

[She points an accusatory finger.]

You did not deny it! Oh, you are the worst sort! The worst.

[LIBRARY CRIMES!]

How much was that coin even worth? What even kept you?

[it's a coin, seriously, like idk maybe their denominations are different but why does it take you so long to pay someone back THAT MUCH.]

I return library books when I'm done with them.

[ ....Or when he's moving and needs to get rid of things. ]

Anyway, the coin's worth fifty mira.

[ He's not saying how much fifty mira is worth but she can probably work out it's not a lot. ]

Can't say I remember the details of what kept me, but the point is that I got there eventually.

[ The great part is he remembers why he owed it in the first place. ]

No! There is a system in place! You cannot simply go about disrupting the proper order of things, just because. [she says to the terrorist.] This is useless.

[Crow is gonna Crow, after all. But this is still bad!! B(]

Yes, congratulations, you managed to scrape by doing the bare minimum. Would you like a cake?

It's more of a suggestion than anything else.

[ What do you expect from a literal terrorist, 80H? ]

And yes actually, I'd love some cake. Especially if it's cheesecake.

[ He absolutely means the double entendre. ]

Incorrigible. Absolutely incorrigible.

[Why! Are! You! Like! This!]

[ Crow laughs like the jerkbird he is. ]

And yet you keep coming back for more!

...I must re-evaluate my proclivities for masochism. I do not recall them being so high.

[ Crow lets out an amused snort, crossing his arms over his chest. ]

Oh really? Could've fooled me.

[WOW! WOW?]

I do not want to hear that from you, of all people!

[she steps on you like all the time!]

[ Crow just laughs harder. ]

That's your defense? "I know you are, but what am I"?

You are far more masochistic than me!

That's debatable.