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[awakenerd]

Who: anyone
When: day 57, afternoon
Where: anywhere it's a mingle

[This is a mingle but there is a comment in a Chain Chat to the whole train!]

Rean: A while ago some of us were discussing a festival where every team puts on a production, game, booth, whatever, maybe based around team bonds or interests.

What do people think? Maybe it's a good time to to talk about it again?

[Feel free to discuss with each other! Or just mingle as usual.]

Comments

[schrodingerscockroach]

Blue is...good. Blue is a good color.

[malignstar]

[ Time to poke around for actual hot chocolate makings now. ]

Like Carolina, right?

[schrodingerscockroach]

Carolina....

Yeah, she had blue. Same blue as Tucker. And Caboose is blue. And Church-

[He chokes on the word.]

[malignstar]

[ Brushes his hand over Dusk's so he can more or less set it on top. ]

Hey, don't rush it. Chocolate should be ready in three.

[schrodingerscockroach]

[He makes a pained noise.] Carolina is....something. Something weird.

[malignstar]

Weird?

[schrodingerscockroach]

She's my boss, my friend, my daughter.

[NEVER MIND CAROLINA IS OLDER THAN HIM.]

It doesn't make sense.

[malignstar]

Your daughter? There's no way. That's someone else's memory.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Are you sure?

[Because he's not.]

[malignstar]

Definitely. I've seen enough of your memories. You're friends.

[schrodingerscockroach]

...friends....

Yeah....yeah, friends, that's....that's who she is.

[malignstar]

[ Oh look, cocoa is done. Going to be offering Dusk the kitty cup off-handedly. ]

Yeah, she's a hard one to forget. Too awesome.

[schrodingerscockroach]

She's amazing. The best.

She deserved better. So much better.

[Taking cocoa and]

[Oh]

[Holding it close, closing his eyes.]

[malignstar]

Dusk?

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Just holding the cup close, soaking in the warmth into his fingers, starting to breathe deep.]

[malignstar]

[ Won't say anything this time and will just sip slowly at his own drink, pressing his shoulder lightly against Dusk's arm ]

[schrodingerscockroach]

....this is Dusk.

This is whoever I was to Faito.

[malignstar]

Who you still are.

[schrodingerscockroach]

I don't know that yet.

[malignstar]

What do you mean?

[schrodingerscockroach]

Three years is a long time.

[malignstar]

Three years since?

[schrodingerscockroach]

That was how long the memory was.

[malignstar]

But it's not just the memory, Dusk. It's here too. Doesn't here matter? Faito's here.

[schrodingerscockroach]

...she is here.

[And there is something...there.]

[That first memory he took with no images, just feelings, there is something there.]