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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

[voreaciously]

I am 80H, Instructor Rean Schwarzer has returned. We are on the Aurora. Is that better?

[schrodingerscockroach]

Aurora. Train. 80H and Rean. On...one...Jasmine and Ginger?

[voreaciously]

That is correct. I am on Jasmine. He is on Ginger. There have been many new people of late, as well.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Not new. [Too much for his brain to go with.]

Team names. Jasmine, Ginger....Thyme....?

[voreaciously]

That is correct. Tell me your team.

[schrodingerscockroach]

My team? My team is red-no it's blue? Pink? Cream?

[voreaciously]

Pink. It is Clover.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Pink. Clover.

Lot of pink in Clover. Kid friendly. Really weird. Unicorn clothes and overalls. Teammates-teammates-

Not Clover. Tell me about Jasmine.

[voreaciously]

[Tell him about Jasmine.

sigh, well...]

It is very lovely, I quite like it. We have an aquarium. It's blue and nautical and very calming to be in. I may be biased, but I do think it is quite nice.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Right....right, yes, I was in there.

Randy gave me alcohol. Forgot most of the night.

[voreaciously]

I see. How did you like it?

[schrodingerscockroach]

Liked the stay before hand.

Hated forgetting. It was just one big black spot.

[There is a long pause.]

Fuck, I know why now, don't I?

[voreaciously]

I suppose so.

[schrodingerscockroach]

That's why I hated forgetting things.

Fuck, that's why I'm so good at manipulating, I had three years to practice.

[He's certainly sounding here now.]

God....damnit. What the hell even happened?

[voreaciously]

[she does not sound as though she's here more a sounding board for his thoughts, which is fine with her, honestly.]

I do not know, but I do hope you'll find out in time.

[schrodingerscockroach]

I guess I will. [And he doesn't know if he fears that or not.]

[But finally pushing himself up and...realizes he's straddling her.]

[Looking confused.] Wait, why am I....?

[voreaciously]

It is fine.

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Frowning, looking around. Seeing the remains of a chair.]

.... [His gaze snaps to her and he's looking her over more intently for damage.]

[voreaciously]

I am fine.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Did I attack you?

[voreaciously]

It does not matter.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Of course it matters! Hurting my friends was what the Counselor wanted out of me, I can't start falling to that now!

[voreaciously]

We are not friends, so it does not matter. You have not fallen nor failed.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Of course you're my friend, you're lying about me attacking you even though that makes no sense if you didn't care!

[voreaciously]

I am not. I do not have any and I am not permitted them. I said I am fine, nothing happened that I could not handle.