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Who: Everyone
When: Day 64, late morning
Where: the Aurora
[ Good morning, citizens of the Aurora! Or is it afternoon? The air seems to be filled with a fog that's rolled in out of seemingly nowhere, although if you let it fall on your tongue you may notice it tastes like Sprite... or some similair type of soda.
Speaking of that fog though, there's something else strange about it - wandering into it might cause you to weep uncontrollably, or at least until you hug someone. So... have fun with that! ]
When: Day 64, late morning
Where: the Aurora
[ Good morning, citizens of the Aurora! Or is it afternoon? The air seems to be filled with a fog that's rolled in out of seemingly nowhere, although if you let it fall on your tongue you may notice it tastes like Sprite... or some similair type of soda.
Speaking of that fog though, there's something else strange about it - wandering into it might cause you to weep uncontrollably, or at least until you hug someone. So... have fun with that! ]
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Even the fog is some form of confection here...
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[she's copying notes in the library and is maybe overdressed for studying, but listen this look is great. this dress glows Thyme in the dark, ok.]
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She's crying quietly, but it will not stop. Even when she returns to the train, she still cries, you might hear her make frustrated noises from time to time, which only makes her tears seem that much more desperate and genuine.]
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[(It may have been the top of bookshelves.)]
[But she has Thoughts and had wandered out into the fog to look for certain plants when suddenly the tears hit and that's...that's not something she's prepared for.]
[Tears are not something she should be doing, should be feeling, and she's stumbled into the lounge, trying to get control of her crying, but she can't. She can't she cant' she can't, WHY CAN'T SHE DO IT?]
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